It turns out these people are players.

As Xiao Jin leaned against the window, she listened to the conversation of the group while her gaze fell on a van parked at the entrance of the library.

I don't know where these people found the car; it must have been parked somewhere to avoid the rain. The white van stood out conspicuously among the exposed metal frames on the street.

The car windows were rolled up completely, blocking Xiao Jin's view, but from their conversation, she knew that the car contained supplies they had stolen from the resettlement site.

They're really bold. I wonder how they escaped. There's no way there wouldn't be armed sentries at the resettlement site.

Seeing people enter the library, Xiao Jin immediately slipped into the gaps between the bookshelves.

In any case, there must be a reason why these people would choose to come to such a remote library instead of the official resettlement site.

As soon as they entered the library, Mao Liu, who was walking in front, sniffed and then swallowed hard.

"Why does it smell like spicy hot pot?"

"Really?" The people around sniffed it, and their eyes lit up the next second. Damn, there really was one!

Xu Ming threw the layers of clothes and cardboard strapped to his body on the ground: "What's going on? Is someone inside?"

"Isn't it perfect that there are people inside!" one of them said, licking his lips. "No matter who's inside, the supplies are all ours, and then we brothers can have hot pot too."

"Haha, yes, yes!" everyone agreed.

What kind of good person would dare to rob supplies from the resettlement site? He spoke of seizing other survivors' supplies without a care in the world.

Mao Liu looked at Xu Ming and the others in front of him, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself. He had a feeling that he might have said something wrong, but he only had a little skill in picking locks. If it weren't for the fact that the warehouse at the resettlement site needed him to pick the locks, Xu Ming and the others probably wouldn't have let him join them at all.

Knowing he had no say, Mao Liu swallowed back the words he was about to say.

Shang Fan on the other side also frowned.

Soon, Xu Ming and the others found the tent that Xiao Jin had set up.

"There really is someone here!" Xu Ming excitedly searched around, but to his disappointment, he didn't see even a scrap of food.

Enraged, Xu Ming kicked over the table next to his legs.

“He’s definitely still inside. Find him. He should have his food with him. Even if you have to turn the library upside down, find him.”

Even if we couldn't find any supplies, these tents and such were still valuable items, so we took them all.

The five then split up to search. Mao Liu wandered over to the bookshelves, but instead of looking for people as Xu Ming had instructed, he started flipping through the books on the shelves out of boredom.

"You just know how to bully the weak, tch, I'm not helping you!" We're all human, so why be so ruthless even if we're from different worlds?

Recalling how Xu Ming treated a staff member when he asked about the location of the warehouse at the resettlement site, Mao Liu felt a chill run down his spine.

Yes, they not only stole things, but Xu Ming even killed the people at the resettlement site. Even if he regretted it and wanted to go back, it was impossible for him.

Mao Liu casually flipped through the book in his hand. During this time, he peeked outside and saw that Xu Ming hadn't noticed him slacking off at all, so he continued to squat quietly behind the bookshelf in a daze.

At this moment, Mao Liu was completely unaware that a dark shadow had suddenly appeared behind him.

"Hmm~"

Shang Fan, walking on the other side, was also somewhat nonchalant, but compared to Mao Liu, who was extremely perfunctory, he seemed much more serious.

Just as Shang Fan was about to look for the restroom, he suddenly heard a strange sound. However, the sound only lasted for a moment and then disappeared. Shang Fan lowered his head, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Pah!" Xu Ming swung the fire axe in his hand, and looked closely at the handle where there were some dark brown stains: "Damn it, where did the people hide? Could they grow wings and fly away?"

Xu Ming grinned maliciously: "Run? I'd like to see where you can run to!"

"Hey? What are you all doing? Why haven't we found anyone yet?" Xu Ming suddenly realized that he hadn't heard his companions' voices for a long time, so he shouted.

The next second, Xu Ming suddenly broke out in a cold sweat for no apparent reason.

In the empty library, apart from Xu Ming's voice echoing in the library, there was no response from the other four people.

"No...impossible..." Xu Ming gripped the fire axe in his hand nervously, his eyes scanning his surroundings rapidly.

This floor is only so big; he was shouting so loudly that Shang Fan and the others couldn't possibly not hear him. Why isn't he responding? Could it be...?

Xu Ming took a deep breath, trying to convince himself: "This is a natural disaster survival instance, there definitely won't be any ghosts, right!"

That's what he said, but the hairs on Xu Ming's face stood on end, and his calves started to twitch inexplicably.

"Don't be afraid, they might have gone to another floor. I... I have items from the store, so I don't need to worry about anything that comes my way!"

Xu Ming had his reasons for saying that. Like all the other players, he had earned 50 base points in the previous world. After deducting the 10 points he spent on daily train expenses, he used the rest to buy a lot of bread, cigarettes, alcohol, and high-end dishes.

Thinking that he would need a weapon to go to the next world, Xu Ming used his remaining 4 points to buy a fire axe.

Instead of buying the dagger and machete, Xu Ming wanted to see why the fire axe was so expensive. Four points could buy ten bottles of wine. After seeing it, he immediately felt that the fire axe was a great deal.

With just a light chop, the solid wood cabinet crumbles to dust, and even the cast iron is left with a mark.

Gripping the fire axe, Xu Ming seemed to be injected with courage. Veins bulged on his neck as he shouted, "Who? Who's up to this? Show yourself!"

A moment later, 'tap, tap,' the heel lightly tapped on the marble tiles, leaving a crisp sound.

The sound approached Xu Ming from afar, and Xu Ming stood upright, his eyes wide and bloodshot.

Around the corner, a slender yet upright figure emerged from the side.

The moment Xu Ming saw Xiao Jin appear, his heart, which had jumped into his throat, finally settled back into his stomach. However, Xiao Jin's next move completely shocked him.

Xiao Jin gripped the long knife in his right hand and pulled hard on the rope in his palm with his left. A series of people, bound hand and foot, were pulled out from the side.

Shang Fan stumbled at the very end and almost fell on the person in front of him.

His hands were tied behind his back and around his waist, and his mouth was gagged. He looked at Xiao Jin's back with a bitter smile on his face. The other party moved too fast, and he didn't have time to react.

The first lucky one, Comrade Mao Liu, was already lying on the ground, being trampled on several times by the older brothers behind him.