The next morning, Luo Xiaole woke up early as always.
She felt as though she hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.
She took out a small piece of chocolate from her backpack to replenish her energy.
While continuing to keep watch on Qin Mingyang.
Fearing she might miss any of his actions.
The young master had been in a state that wasn't particularly good or bad these past few days. His only activities each day were discreetly checking his watch and resting with his eyes closed.
As Luo Xiaole watched him leisurely and at ease, with no sense of survival in the apocalypse...
An idea suddenly popped into her mind.
She knew the tall, burly mercenary who often stood to Qin Mingyang's right likely possessed special abilities, though she didn't know what they were.
But Qin Mingyang had not yet activated the ring.
The system had once told her that individuals who activated the system could no longer possess special abilities.
However, Qin Mingyang did not currently meet this condition.
What if he had already awakened special abilities long ago?
Then, if he were to borrow the power of the ring, wouldn't this person become unstoppable?
The other party's situation was highly uncertain.
With firearms and cannons all around, it wasn't easy for Luo Xiaole to test things herself.
Her defensive skills could not withstand such modern weaponry.
After thinking about it, it seemed all she could do was wait and observe.
It was truly making her anxious.
Thinking this, she popped another chocolate bean into her mouth.
Today's breakfast: two chocolate beans, complete!
The others, after the somewhat fantastical encounter of the previous night, gathered together and began discussing it animatedly.
"Zhu Hui, Xu Lingyan, you two tell us, what does it feel like to awaken a skill?"
"Right, right, impart your experience to us, maybe next time we have a high fever, we can use it!"
"With you? I'll definitely awaken special abilities before you! Hahaha."
Zhu Hui and Xu Lingyan were surrounded by the crowd.
Everyone admired the strong more.
The two of them didn't usually get along, but now, being put on a pedestal together, and being ability users,
this actually sparked a sense of camaraderie between them.
"There wasn't any particularly special feeling... just that during the high fever, you feel extremely, extremely cold, as if your brain was thrown into a pot of boiling oil and fried." Zhu Hui spoke first.
"Me too!" Xu Lingyan chimed in. "Actually, during the final transformation, you feel all your consciousness being drained. When you wake up and haven't turned into a zombie, then you have special abilities."
"Wow, that's amazing!" the others said with envy.
"I suddenly feel like special abilities are cooler than a good weapon!" someone started to put them down.
"Exactly, weapons still rely on others to help you strengthen them, but special abilities are much more powerful, usable without anything else."
"And that weapon crafted by the weapon master, I saw yesterday, it even indicated that the weapon's durability was insufficient!" someone said, gripping their originally handy weapon, a hint of indignation in their voice.
"Yes, I might have used it a bit more during this time, sometimes hacking at other things for fun, so the wear and tear is a bit higher." The person even pouted.
"But as a weapon craftsman, shouldn't he give us a lifetime warranty?"
The others were surprised to hear this.
So there was such a thing as durability!
Meaning, if a weapon was overused, excessively worn out, wouldn't it become unusable very quickly?
Others also began to complain.
Mo Chen never participated in such discussions.
But he sat in a corner, his brow furrowing deeper and deeper.
Luo Shu directly wanted to rush forward and argue.
But Luo Xiaole pulled her back.
"It's not worth it. We'll eventually part ways with these people. Exposing our identities is not worth it." Luo Xiaole no longer cared much about such mockery.
Why should she try to correct the moral compass of the people in the group with twisted values?
"They really know how to bite the hand that feeds them!" Luo Shu cursed under her breath.
Luo Xiaole shifted away.
Changing her angle, she continued to secretly observe Qin Mingyang over there.
Zhu Hui turned her head and saw Luo Xiaole looking at Qin Mingyang again.
She felt she needed to have a good talk with Luo Xiaole.
Luo Xiaole stared at Qin Mingyang's side, not daring to move.
She saw how secretive and frequent his watch-checking was, there must be something about to happen.
She definitely didn't want to miss even the slightest clue.
As expected, by the afternoon.
Luo Xiaole saw Qin Mingyang tap his finger, glance at his watch, and then give a signal to the special forces mercenaries beside him.
He even showed a confident smile.
Then, he finally decided to get up from his comfortable reclining chair.
The people here were still engrossed in the discussion about Zhu Hui and Xu Lingyan's awakened abilities.
They didn't notice that after Qin Mingyang made a few quick hand gestures.
The mercenaries around him lined up, and with lightning speed, quickly stowed away the nearby weapons.
Each person slung the disassembled parts onto their backpacks.
Ready to go.
Qin Mingyang leisurely paced a couple of steps to the edge of the wall, as if on a casual stroll.
Then, a few mercenaries suddenly threw grappling hooks towards the edge of the wall in the direction of the school's back gate, which was not surrounded by zombies!
A few mercenaries first fiercely stepped onto the wall's edge.
Then Qin Mingyang yanked the safety buckle hidden at his waist.
Grabbing the rope on the grappling hook, he swiftly rappelled down the wall.
The entire process took less than 5 minutes.
Qin Mingyang's team disappeared cleanly and efficiently right before everyone's eyes.
As soon as they made their move, Luo Xiaole jumped up, attempting to warn everyone.
But the others were chatting enthusiastically.
Their voices drowned out Luo Xiaole's shouts.
Luo Xiaole rushed towards the rope, trying to grab it, but they retracted the grappling hook as if avoiding a plague.
They really didn't leave a single thing behind!
Luo Xiaole gritted her teeth.
She couldn't do anything in this situation. She couldn't exactly cut the rope and make them fall, could she?
Let alone their unfathomable special abilities.
If Qin Mingyang and her uncle were to die from falling, her clues would be lost, and where would she find the truth?
Only when the others had finished their chat and turned around did they realize.
The platform opposite them was now empty, as if at some unknown point.
Qin Mingyang and the mercenaries who had been there before seemed like a dream they had had.
Luo Xiaole finally understood why the iron chain outside hadn't been opened, yet they were able to appear here.
Grappling hooks up the building... the truth was so simple.
"Look, have the zombies surrounded us even more!" This time, Luo Xiaole's shout was finally heard.
The others peeked out and saw that the number of zombies downstairs had inexplicably doubled compared to yesterday!
They persistently scratched at the iron gate, which would soon be broken open!
There was nothing on the wall's edge at the moment.
There were no blankets or anything of that sort here either.
Replicating Qin Mingyang's method was almost impossible.
"We can only go downstairs and break through the main entrance," Luo Shu said with some helplessness.
Luo Xiaole also nodded. There was truly no other option at this moment.
If the zombies really broke in, and they were blocked in the stairwell by hundreds of thousands of zombies behind them, they would be truly finished.
"Attack out through the horde of zombies?" The person who had said Luo Xiaole's weapons weren't that good felt a bit apprehensive.
"What are you afraid of? Don't we have the defensive clothes made by the weapon master?" Luo Shu retorted, deliberately emphasizing the words "weapon master."
The person's face immediately turned a little awkward.
After criticizing the master, he still needed the items he made to protect him.
It was truly a slap in the face.
"Let's not delay, let's go now!" Luo Xiaole urged.
With no other options, the others could only follow.
The group glanced at the situation with the zombies below, bit their lips, and ran frantically down the stairs.
"If we break out later, head towards the school's back gate," Luo Xiaole reminded them.
"Understood!" Zhou Xiaojun and Luo Shu responded in unison.
After all, Mo Chen's team's initial goal was to pass through the school, go to the airport via the back gate, and then seek refuge at the nearby military base.
"Damn, it's raining in this broken building!" someone cursed, feeling liquid dripping onto their head.
"Are you hallucinating! It hasn't rained recently, where would the water come from? Stop messing around." someone scolded him.
"I'm not lying! How is this stuff sticky?"
As soon as he said this, everyone froze and slowly looked up.
At the ceiling of this floor.
A long, dark green zombie, covered in grotesque scales, its five mouths wide open.
It was staring at them excitedly, its saliva slowly dripping down...