Chapter 11 Duo
【bite! 】
[Start announcing the current location of all Death Fighters. 】
[The next round will be announced in two hours. 】
As the mechanized beep sounded in his mind, the radar-like picture appeared in front of Lu Bai's eyes again.
The green light spots shown on the picture are basically the same position as two hours ago.
The only thing that made Lu Bai a little concerned was that there was actually a green light spot in the teaching building.
At first, he thought it was a brighter spot showing his position.
Now it seems that there is clearly another light spot representing the Death Fighter that overlaps with him.
"Could it be that guy hiding in the toilet?"
Ke Jianghao didn't hear the specific content of Lu Bai's murmur, and subconsciously asked: "Do you have a brother?"
Hearing the sound, everyone looked over.
"No, but..."
Lu Bai smiled and said, "I plan to leave."
After the words fell, six faces were confused.
To be honest, among the seven people in the group, Lu Bai and Ke Jianghao were the only ones who had the courage to face the zombies.
Lu Bai is the only one who has the ability to deal with zombies.
Although it was not stated explicitly, everyone subconsciously basically acquiesced in the identity of the two team leaders.
It was quiet for a while before everyone came back to their senses one after another.
Wu Ya obviously couldn't understand Lu Bai's thoughts. She raised her voice and asked eagerly: "Why? It's so dangerous outside."
Tian Wang said: "It's not necessary. The store is very safe and there is no shortage of food."
"Classmate Lu, wouldn't you like to just stay here and wait for rescue?"
The female teacher, who had been transparent for a long time, couldn't help but start persuading her, but her expression was a little unnatural, and she probably hadn't fully adapted to the status quo of teacher-student reversal.
"I have some questions that I need to find out." Lu Bai explained briefly.
However, this answer obviously cannot satisfy everyone.
"We've only been together for a long time, so it's too empty to talk about friendship."
Ke Jianghao frowned and added: "That's all realistic, if we want to survive, we must stay together.
Yes, I admit that you are ridiculously skilled, but there are always times when a person is negligent, right? I don't understand why you insist on leaving. Do you think we are dragging you down? "
Listening to Ke Jianghao's question, the smile on Lu Bai's face became even brighter.
He didn't feel angry and said with a smile: "Correct."
Ke Jianghao: "...So you want us to watch you die?"
It felt like a punch hitting cotton, which really made this sports student unable to start.
"Look on the bright side, if there are less people sharing food, wouldn't you be able to hold on longer? As for my safety..." Lu Bai casually pulled out the Eight-sided Han Sword and made a gash on his arm.
Before anyone could say anything, the wound on Lu Bai's arm scabbed and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.
He stared at Lu Bai as if he had seen a ghost.
They all noticed that the blood of zombies still remained on the Eight-faced Han Sword, which meant that Lu Bai didn't even have to worry about being bitten by zombies.
Except for Ke Jianghao, everyone else subconsciously took a few steps back.
"You... you are not a human being, what on earth are you?!" Zheng Xiaoming's face was full of horror.
"You have to believe in science."
Lu Bai put the Eight-faced Han Sword on his back again and said, "It can be understood that my metabolism is faster."
Wu Ya: "..."
Ke Jianghao: "..."
Lu Bai smiled and clapped his hands.
"Anyway, don't worry about my safety. As long as you don't run around, you should be able to hold on until rescue arrives." His tone sounded relaxed, as if he was saying he wanted to go out for a walk after dinner.
Ke Jianghao looked at the reactions of others, let out a sigh of relief, and said, "I won't advise you anymore. Eat something before leaving."
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As a high school student who grew up under a materialistic education, it is indeed difficult to calm down when encountering the mysterious phenomenon of super-speed self-healing.
Everyone sat around Lu Bai and marveled.
If it didn't feel inappropriate, Wu Ya would have wanted to squeeze Lu Bai's arm.
Lu Bai's mentality was very stable, and he could hold a bucket of instant noodles and eat with relish under the crowd's watch.
"No wonder you can deal with so many zombies. Is this ability innate to you?"
While Lu Bai swallowed a forkful of instant noodles, Ke Jianghao couldn't help but ask.
"You've asked me three times just to eat a bucket of instant noodles."
Lu Bai really didn't expect that this guy who was so vicious when he first came into contact would have such strong curiosity.
He sighed: "Just think of me."
Ke Jianghao was obviously not satisfied with this answer and planned to say something else.
But at this moment.
Hua la la~
A burst of iron noise.
The rolling shutter door of the store, which had been pulled down, was raised again to a position nearly one meter above the ground.
Of course zombies wouldn't do such a thing.
So when they looked at the four legs under the rolling shutter door, everyone was just a little surprised, not panicked.
"Hello~"
One of them knelt down and waved to everyone in the store.
The man had a broad face and a dark complexion, giving him the impression of an honest person.
However, his way of greeting seemed strange in this situation.
No one in the store responded to him, only the sound of Lu Bai making instant noodles could be heard at an inappropriate time.
"Aren't we welcome?"
The public-faced man bent over and walked into the store, and naturally took out a vintage shell gun from his pocket.
His actions were frivolous, but something like a gun itself meant a deterrent.
The expressions of everyone in the store changed drastically.
"What do you want to do?"
"Put...put down the gun and say what you have to say."
Everyone who was originally not too worried due to Lu Bai's "superhuman" fighting power suddenly became nervous at this moment.
Ke Jianghao raised his hands stiffly: "Well, calm down first. Do you need food?"
Dazhonglian didn't answer, he just hooked his index finger on the trigger and counted the heads one by one with the black muzzle: "One, two..."
Before he could finish counting, he was interrupted by a calm voice.
"Didn't you hear what Classmate Wu said? I asked you to put down the gun."
Lu Bai took out a tissue and wiped the oil stains from the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes and smiled: "Or, I just chop off the hand you hold the gun in?"
"Hehe, just kidding, don't be so scary." Dazhonglian said casually while twirling the shell gun in circles with his index finger.
Another man also walked into the store, with a figure comparable to that of a bodybuilder.
He stared at Lu Bai and said, "It's you, you look like you're still hanging out with the natives."
"Aboriginal?"
Lu Bai's eyes wandered between the bodybuilder and the public face. From their words, it was not difficult to guess their identities.
He suppressed some of the smile on his face: "A little arrogant."
(End of chapter)