Chapter 11: Successfully Capturing a Second Pal!
At that moment, Zhu Yan from Room 5 suggested that everyone dismantle the wooden beds in the vacant dormitories to obtain wooden sticks.
Although university students are often a controversial group, they never lack imagination or initiative.
Especially in such extreme times.
Everyone in the dormitory building sprang into action, actively hunting zombies.
There were some conflicts and mishaps along the way; people argued and caused scenes in the chatroom, and some were even infected by awakened zombies.
But overall, the atmosphere was turning positive.
Everyone saw a glimmer of hope for survival.
It was the fourth day since the apocalypse began, and deaths from starvation were still few. There were nearly two hundred people left in the dormitory building, so clearing out the zombies shouldn’t be a problem.
…
In Room 200, Cao Ya turned around, her eyes shining brightly as she looked at Xu Lang. "Xu Lang, it seems like we might survive this."
“If you want to go out and kill zombies, then go on your own,” Xu Lang replied coldly.
“I didn’t say I’m going out; I’m just sharing some good news with you,” Cao Ya said, her mind clear enough not to risk going zombie hunting.
Suddenly, Xu Lang said, “So far, the zombies fit our cultural understanding of them, but usually, there isn’t just one type.”
“So most likely, other kinds of zombies will appear later.”
“Or maybe some terrifying zombies will suddenly show up on the last day, giving everyone a surprise!”
Cao Ya’s joyful expression stiffened upon hearing this.
Xu Lang didn’t think he was particularly clever or able to foresee futures others couldn’t.
Many people probably had similar premonitions.
As the saying goes... no one is a fool.
They just hadn’t said it out loud.
“You, just stay home and be a little good-for-nothing, alright?” Xu Lang said with a smirk.
“You’re such a CPU,” Cao Ya pouted.
Extreme circumstances really change a person.
Take Cao Ya, for example.
In the past, even if Xu Lang was truly her boyfriend, she wouldn’t have acted so girlish.
But now, lacking sugar, sleep, and food, it’s hard to maintain peak mental sharpness. Coupled with Xu Lang’s dominance, she naturally became somewhat dependent, clinging to him more than before.
At that moment, a faint signal came through, and Xu Lang instinctively opened a private message.
[170 Tong Qi: Things are a bit chaotic now. I’d like to come later, is that okay?]
…
[Tong Qi] spoke truthfully; it was indeed chaotic outside.
But even if she failed to show up, Xu Lang would have understood.
After all, it was all-out chaos out there, and many probably had accepted that the “old days” were gone forever.
“I should’ve opened the door earlier,” Xu Lang thought regretfully.
Wang Ting’s comfort level wasn’t high but still at 40.
As for Wu Huihui, her comfort level had vanished entirely—probably doomed to nightmares even when asleep.
…
Tong Qi was very lucky; the side of the corridor where the battle-hardened Wu Huihui swept through was on her side.
A “War God”!
That’s the new nickname players had given her.
Now she was surrounded by about ten people, determined to fight all the way down to the first floor.
After filling her own stomach, she generously shared food with others.
In reality, she wasn’t full.
But the praise and admiration from those around her made her feel ecstatic.
She had never been treated this way before.
The spirited Wu Huihui didn’t realize that the other teams were rotating zombie kills, while she single-handedly took on all the dangerous tasks.
[186 Wang Tingting: Anyone on the ninth floor? Sister Hui is leading the team.]
[174 Zhou Daxiong: Wait for me, I’m coming out soon!]
[169 Li Wenbo: Wait for me too!]
Wu Huihui’s team didn’t go door to door recruiting teammates.
Because some dorm rooms might hide zombies.
Their main goal was to go downstairs to find supplies, not just kill zombies.
Such a massive force forced the players on the first and second floors to speed up their search for resources.
In this survival dormitory game, killing monsters always dropped loot, but most of the time it was just copper coins with unclear uses—not as valuable as finding actual supplies.
Tong Qi stayed in the dormitory until Wu Huihui’s group started clearing the ninth-floor corridor, then quietly slipped up to the tenth floor.
Some people saw her but said nothing.
…
Although Tong Qi was beautiful, these were dire times; even the most devoted admirers would eventually burn out.
She said she’d come within an hour at the latest, but she arrived sooner, which made Xu Lang very pleased.
“You open the door,” Xu Lang said, holding a baseball bat and standing back a little.
“Why?” Cao Ya knew Tong Qi had arrived and saw that the leader was displeased, but she still went to open the door.
It was the leveling-up Palu coming to the door!
Indeed, a pretty girl, and without a big, burly escort behind her.
Xu Lang looked at the slightly timid Tong Qi and said happily, “Come in.”
[Name: Tong Qi]
[Experience: A crawler likely to die at any moment]
[Room Number: 170 (Owner)]
[Comfort Level: 87, can increase nightmare coin conversion rate by 87%]
…
Bang.
The door closed.
Xu Lang gave Tong Qi the last tenant spot and began the leveling-up plan. Once she agreed to become a tenant, the key to Room 170 automatically appeared in the door lock.
Before starting the leveling, Xu Lang gave Tong Qi some food and drink and helped her wash her face.
The wash water was used by Xu Lang first, then the two women.
Economy was still necessary.
Cao Ya’s comfort level remained at 96—very resilient.
Tong Qi’s comfort level surged to 90!
This made Xu Lang consider giving the two a bath.
Unfortunately, water resources were still too scarce, so it was just an idea.
Outside, war raged across the land; inside Room 200, the battle was fierce as well.
“So tired.”
That was Xu Lang’s thought before falling asleep.
To ensure the comfort level took effect, he fired continuously.
Yes, mainly to guarantee the comfort level, not because he was a little exhilarated!