Chapter 1285: Hot-blooded College Guy, Online Zombie Slaying 07

The next day, as the sun rose, the muggy heat made Jin Chen wake up in a daze, and he was in a foul mood.

It was too hot, the heat making him irritable.

Especially with the buzzing chatter of many people around his ears.

Jin Chen simply sat up, his eyelids drooping lazily, his whole body exuding an aura that was hard to provoke.

Zhou Xuan immediately stopped his chattering and, as an afterthought, covered Chu Shu's mouth.

Jin Chen is fine in every way, except his morning temper is a bit big.

Every time it's 8 a. m., it's an ordeal day for their dorm.

8 a. m....

Zhou Xuan gave a heh, after the past two days' buildup he was very optimistic: "The apocalypse has come, no need to attend 8 a. m. classes anymore."

Chu Shu struggled to pull Zhou Xuan's hand away, saying, "I keep telling Youyou're the intellectual low point of our dorm—it's so dangerous, yet all you think about is skipping 8 a. m.!"

"The e-sports event operations course we're taking doesn't need to be made up either! Isn't that more important than 8 a. m.?"

Liu Zhi: "......"

The smartest guy, 618, took a sip of water, feeling ever more that his future was bleak.

Fortunately, there's still Jin Chen.

He looked in the direction where Jin Chen was sitting, and happened to see Jiang Chen return; Jin Chen's impatient expression vanished instantly.

Jiang Chen, met with Jin Chen's fervent gaze, felt a bit like laughing, reminiscent of the Samoyed they used to keep at home.

Thanks to Brother Jiang, otherwise I would have been insomnia-ridden last night.

Jiang Chen, sharing the same feeling, laughed and shook his head: "You helped me too."

Jin Chen stretched, got up, walked a few steps to lean on the windowsill, opened the water bottle he hadn't finished last night, opened the broken window to rinse his mouth, and silently observed.

Outside the factory is a patch of grass less than ten square meters, and then comes the large door that they inadvertently locked and cannot open.

Jin Chen considered the following options.

One, forcefully pry open the lock, go elsewhere to find supplies.

This lock is too big; it'd be mistaken for a monster or some awakened ability, and he didn't want to bother explaining.

According to the plot, finding a way to open the door is also the protagonist's shining moment, to be saved for a later face‑slap.

Jin Chen shifted his gaze toward the concrete wall beside the door.

The factory had opened another door in the side wall for large trucks transporting tiles to pass; now weeds overgrow it, and the cement packed in sackcloth bags has solidified, its sturdiness not low either.

Two, climb out from here.

Jin Chen extended his thumb, squinting slightly to measure the height.

Good grief, it's seven meters high—one would have to fly out.

Three, just give up.

Nodding in satisfaction, that's the one.

Jin Chen turned around, closed the window, and successfully convinced himself.

Jiang Chen had just finished inventorying the items in his travel backpack, feeling very fortunate that he had the habit of carrying first‑aid supplies on him.

Jin Chen tilted his head, leaning lazily against the wall, "Brother Jiang, do you want to go out?"

Jiang Chen, upon hearing that, looked toward the boy behind him, paused a moment, then lifted his gaze to the broken wooden window, his eyes firm with conviction.

I want to go out.

The factory is temporarily safe, but we can't just wait here to die, especially with supplies scarce.

Jin Chen shifted closer to him, "Then after we go out, will Brother Jiang act with us, or… go our separate ways?"

According to Jiang Chen's usual habit, he would of course prefer to act alone, so he answered without hesitation.

Hearing the answer, Jin Chen: "...... Oh."

He sullenly withdrew his gaze.

Then there's no way we could think of opening the door.

Jiang Chen felt that after he spoke, Jin Chen was obviously a bit unhappy.

He glanced at Jin Chen several times, feeling more and more that it wasn't just his imagination.

But… why?

After all, they seem to have only known each other for a few days.

Jiang Chen lowered his eyes, his finger hooked the backpack zipper, and didn't continue the topic.

——

The tour group members gradually accepting the apocalypse, most of them today finally picked up the hope of living, no longer in a daze.

Chu Shu and Zhou Xuan were debating the topic of abilities.

Zhou Xuan, getting worked up, simply pulled Jin Chen into the discussion: "Jin Chen, you say! Have you awakened an ability? Chu Shu still doesn't believe me!"

Jin Chen: "Ah?"

Isn't there no such setting?

"I don't have one."

Chu Shu showed the excitement of complete victory.

Zhou Xuan widened his eyes: "If you were so awesome yesterday, able to kick a zombie to death with one foot!"

Jin Chen slowly revealed an ineffable mysterious expression: "I, I was already awesome."

Zhou Xuan: "......"

He scratched his head, muttering a sigh: "I thought there was an ability; I was just dreaming in vain."

Ahhhhh——

Everyone was drawn by that scream and simultaneously turned their heads to look at the stairs leading to the second floor.

"It's Lao Qiang!" someone who knew him exclaimed, standing up, "Lao Qiang, what are you doing upstairs?"

Lao Qiang had no mind to answer, his limp leg running down continuously, as if something deadly chased him from behind.

"Ah!"

"Be careful!" Zhou Xuan immediately turned and rushed out to save him, but he was still a step too late.

Lao Qiang's legs were uncooperative; when he was still a dozen steps above the ground, he fell from the side without a railing, his head hitting the ground squarely.

"Hey! Are you alright?"

Seeing that he had only lost consciousness, Zhou Xuan immediately went to help him; Jiang Chen also wanted to go rescue him, but Jin Chen grabbed his wrist.

"Chen bro, don't go."

Jiang Chen looked at him in disbelief, "Why?"

Jin Chen still stared at Lao Qiang's left leg, not having time to answer Jiang Chen, and shouted sharply, "Zhou Xuan, come back! He was bitten by a zombie!"

"What?!"

Zhou Xuan snapped his head around, dazed.

Lao Qiang's friends had already run halfway, but they stubbornly turned back.

"Bitten…"

The person bitten by a zombie that they had seen on the first day would also turn into a zombie.

"Damn! Brothers, you screwed me!"

Zhou Xuan hurriedly let go of Lao Qiang's hand, but the now-conscious Lao Qiang grabbed him tightly, "Save me! Please… don't abandon me!"

"But… but you were bitten! You'll turn into a zombie!"

Zhou Xuan's survival instinct and morals clashed; gritting his teeth, he still pushed him away, "Sorry, bro, I don't want to die either!"

Just as Zhou Xuan started running back, a zombie in a worker uniform jumped down from the second floor again, blood still on its mouth—clearly the one that had bitten Lao Qiang.

"Zhou Xuan! Move your ass, run fast! You're about to get cornered by the zombie!" Chu Shu shouted furiously.

Frightened, Zhou Xuan sped up again.

Jin Chen pulled him into the archway, frowning as he watched the zombie bite Lao Qiang to death, the screams filling the factory.

Zhou Xuan panted, his eyes reddened, "Damn……"

Jin Chen tapped his head, "Don't overthink it; even if you saved him, he'd still mutate."

"I know, I know……"

Zhou Xuan anxiously scratched his head, trying to lessen his guilt, even though it was a living human life.

Jiang Chen looked at Jin Chen, questioning, "You're so calm, unnaturally calm—aren't you afraid?"

Jin Chen smiled at Jiang Chen, "Chen bro, I killed so many zombies yesterday—why are you only asking now?"

"I want to stay alive; being afraid of zombies is useless."

Jiang Chen could see an inexplicable stubbornness in Jin Chen, this emotion plainly showing.

"I got it."

"Survival comes first!" Chu Shu hastily raised his kitchen knife.

"Lao Qiang was bitten to death; it's our turn now—this must be the zombie that was trapped upstairs yesterday."

Jin Chen chuckled, "What's the rush? That person is here."

Following his gaze, the three junior brothers and Jiang Chen both looked back.

Wei Xian dragged along a long hammer head, charging forward righteously…… even so, his excitement could not be ignored.