You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

The male student nodded hurriedly.

His name was Zhang Jiadong, a little fatty.

Twelve tall men wearing smiling masks were surrounding him in the middle.

"I heard it was because the senior in charge of recruitment publicity interned at the construction site for a few days, and when he came back, he dragged all the students from his department to flee with their buckets."

"Some of the civil engineering freshmen weren't convinced and ran to the construction site that day."

"They all ended up being coerced into shoveling gravel."

"After they came back, another half of the freshmen in the department fled."

"The tutors are almost going crazy."

Zhang Ye and Liu Qingqing were dumbfounded when they heard this, while Luo Xin had a look of relief on her face, seemingly with some after-fear as well.

Luo Xin had heard about civil engineering and fleeing with buckets before.

But to start fleeing even before graduation?

This was outrageously preposterous, as if her mother had opened the door to the absurd, and the preposterous had entered their home.

Thank goodness she hadn't chosen the civil engineering major and had instead embarked on the path of electrical engineering, otherwise wouldn't she have been shoveling gravel on a construction site by now?

She touched her undulating chest and let out a sigh of relief.

"Then what's your major?"

Zhang Ye looked at the little fatty in front of him with a curious expression and asked.

"Me?"

"I'm in civil engineering."

As soon as the little fatty finished speaking, Zhang Ye's face turned black as he said, "You've been playing with me, huh? Didn't you just say that almost all of the civil engineering freshmen have run away?"

"Yeah."

The little fatty still looked innocent.

"They all ran away."

"In my dorm, I'm the only one left."

Liu Qingqing suddenly asked, "Don't tell me your dad is a leader?"

The little fatty was startled upon hearing this.

"Eh!"

"How did you know!"

"My dad said, after graduating and working for a few months, I could become a project manager!"

He seemed like he had found someone who understood him, his chubby cheeks trembling with excitement, about to say more when he heard a voice.

"Who are you!"

"Let Zhang Jiadong go!"

"Otherwise, don't blame us for not being polite!"

The little fatty turned around and saw seven or eight survivors had come down the stairs behind him, among whom a big fatty was looking at him anxiously.

"Daddy!"

"You finally came!"

"I, I was about to be—"

The little fatty was about to get up and run over, but was directly pulled down to the ground by a large hand grabbing his clothes.

"Son!"

Seeing this, the big fatty's face immediately turned serious.

"Comrade, do you know what you are doing?"

"Do you know who he is?"

"He is my son!"

Zhang Ye raised his eyebrows, a hint of surprise in his eyes, "I know, it's obvious, if you hadn't said so, I would have thought you were twins."

The big fatty immediately became angry.

"Do you know who I am!"

"I am—"

"Enough, Chairman Zhang."

"Let me handle this."

Before he could finish speaking, a woman at his side interrupted him, drawing Zhang Ye's attention back to her.

Was this woman really the leader among the survivors in the building?

Ever since these people started descending the staircase, Zhang Ye had noticed their subtle positioning.

They were centered around this woman.

But why?

In this apocalyptic world where the strong prey upon the weak, women, being inherently more vulnerable than men, typically couldn't be leaders of a group.

To men, their greatest value might be reduced to their own bodies.

Thinking this, Zhang Ye couldn't help but take a few more glances at the woman.

Chestnut-colored hair was tied up at the back of her head.

Loose strands of hair fell in front of her forehead.

A pair of beautiful phoenix eyes hid behind glasses, flashing with wariness and scorn from time to time.

The well-tailored blazer accentuated the woman's figure, drawing a stunning curve below her delicate waistline, similar to that of Luo Xin, yet fuller and more rounded.

Indeed, the woman was very beautiful.

As Zhang Ye was thinking this, he noticed that the woman seemed to have become aware of his scrutinizing gaze, with a hint of coldness surfacing in her eyes.

A beautiful yet aloof woman.

What a pity.

He was not interested in women.

Zhang Ye coughed a few times, finally managing to shift his gaze from her body to her face, and then from her face to the side.

"How did you get in?"

The woman asked, staring at his face.

That's what all the survivors upstairs were wary of.

The entire campus had fallen, with tens of thousands of teachers and students turned into man-eating zombies that wandered around day and night.

If the school was like this, needless to say, the outside world was even worse.

Yet, under such circumstances, the people in front of him had quietly infiltrated the dorm building without those upstairs hearing even a sound of a fight.

For the survivors inside, it was utterly inconceivable.

"Us?"

"Naturally, we just walked in."

Zhang Ye thought back to the scene from before and answered honestly.

The three of them had indeed just walked in.

They didn't even need to run.

Upon seeing those figures dash into the dorm building, they immediately started moving in this direction. The wandering zombies along the way were simply cast aside by the Twelve Bodyguards.

By the time those zombies realized what was happening, Zhang Ye and his companions had already moved far away.

The chubby kid was the one on door duty.

He peered out the window and saw three students, one of whom was a familiar-looking woman, heading towards the steps.

Wasn't that Liu Qingqing, the campus belle of Sanjiang University?

Also known as, the Tiger of the Judo Club.

The chubby kid remembered clearly, one of his roommates had joined the judo club in an attempt to chase after her, only to be sent to the hospital a few days later.

Thinking of this, he immediately opened the main door.

And then, he was caught.

"What's the matter?"

"You don't believe us?"

"Ask the chubby kid if you don't believe it; he's the one who opened the door for us."

Zhang Ye patted the chubby kid on the ground, his expression very serious, as if he wasn't the one who had kidnapped him.

Meanwhile, the woman suddenly noticed something.

Why were they all wearing masks?

And—

There wasn't the slightest movement in their chests!

How could that be possible!

Just then, the woman suddenly heard a scream.

She saw a man sitting on the ground in panic, holding a wooden stick studded with nails, half of a broken smiley face still hanging from it.

His other arm was being held tightly by the mask's owner.

Half of the face had been exposed.

"Zo—zombies!"

"They aren't human!"

"Save me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

With the man's screams, foul smell spread underneath him and the survivors who had come downstairs instantly fell into chaos.

All those men wearing masks turned out to be zombies!

And there were twelve of them!

What to do!

Run?

The terrified survivors all turned their gazes to the woman in front, their eyes filled with pleading and hope.

The woman still looked calm, though sweat had broken out on her forehead.

Over a dozen zombies had actually gotten into the building.

What could she do?

Could she really just shout out loud, telling the zombies not to eat people?

But just as the woman was considering sacrificing herself to buy time for the others, a surprised voice suddenly rang in her ear:n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Why are you all so scared?"

"Our staff have all received professional training."

"I won't let them bite people, they definitely won't, unless—"

"They can't help themselves."