Chapter 19: Wang Yang’s Death, The Pistol in Hand!

The massive zombie slowly turned its head, revealing a bloody hole in the back of its skull. Its pale, lidless eyes locked onto Wang Yang.

Everyone froze, staring blankly at the scene.

*Gulp.*

Wang Yang met the massive zombie’s gaze and swallowed hard.

The next moment, the massive zombie let out a roar, lunged forward, and swung a heavy, iron-like elbow into Wang Yang.

Wang Yang flew several meters away like a kite with a broken string, his head twisted into a gruesome knot.

This student body president, the object of affection for many girls on campus, and a leader among the players, had died just like that!

His death was abrupt and heavy.

"Run!!!"

A shrill scream erupted in the area. Like startled birds, the players scattered in all directions.

Zhang Dahai trembled in fear. He looked at the handgun Wang Yang had dropped, then at the terrifying form of the massive zombie. He scrambled back into the ventilation duct, hugging his head and shivering.

Players began to drop off the list one by one, a grim sign that the massive zombie was hunting them down.

Zhang Dahai had only been momentarily paralyzed by fear; the fact that he had dared to come out at all proved he had guts. After trembling for a while, he decided to crawl out and grab the handgun.

"Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Here goes... Ouch!!!" Zhang Dahai suddenly felt a sharp pain in his backside, as if pierced by a steel rod. He scrambled to look back.

A crawling monster was behind him, its body already silently wedged into the duct. The thing that had wounded him was the creature’s trumpet-shaped, elongated tongue.

"Oh, for heaven's sake, is there no way to survive this?" Zhang Dahai felt like dying, but he didn't want to actually perish. He scrambled wildly and tumbled out of the ventilation duct.

Because he had no time to find a landing spot, he fell headlong, his nose bleeding profusely.

He purposely chose to flee toward the handgun's location, snatching it up as he passed by. He had a feeling the monster would keep chasing him!

"Oh, you really are coming, aren't you? Don't try that 'poisoned pancake' routine on me!" Zhang Dahai looked at the monster crawling out of the duct, nearly wetting himself in terror.

Some people fall silent when afraid, others scream, but Zhang Dahai was the type to joke with himself to cope.

Joking aside, Zhang Dahai didn't hesitate when it came to fighting. He fired two shots—*bang, bang!*

One bullet missed, but the other struck the monster's shoulder!

Zhang Dahai didn't even dare look at the monster's stats; he just bolted!

The monster, thoroughly enraged, surged in speed and was soon closing in on Zhang Dahai. At the critical moment, Zhang Dahai pointed the muzzle at the creature and opened fire continuously.

*Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!*

Bullets flew wildly until the magazine was empty. Zhang Dahai didn't even dare look at the result; he just ran for his life. Even if the monster were dead, he wouldn't look back!

...

There were more than just these two special monsters; there was another one in the gymnasium, and heaven only knew what that situation was!

...

[33 Zhang Dahai: Family, does anyone have gauze or painkillers? Give me some, and I’ll trade you a handgun! (Image)]

The first thing Zhang Dahai did after escaping was send this message.

Pain! It was agonizing! Once the adrenaline faded, he felt like he wanted to die. He was hiding in an academic building now, afraid to go back to the dorms because the massive zombie had already headed toward the dormitory building.

[147 Wang Yazhi: Dahai, what’s the situation now?]

[84 Li Wang: A handgun? How do you have a handgun? Were you the one who fired those shots?]

[32 Ye Fan: I have medicine!]

In Dorm 32, a youth with an ordinary face rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming.

[33 Zhang Dahai: Let’s be clear first, it’s out of ammo.]

Zhang Dahai had integrity; he wasn't trying to scam anyone. Besides, it was unlikely he could scam anyone anyway, as players could view item details during trades.

Ye Fan’s face fell instantly. A gun without ammo—what was the difference between that and a fire poker?

[33 Zhang Dahai: Save a brother, my butt is killing me (Image)]

Some people clicked the image, and upon seeing the mangled, bloody scene, they couldn't help but gasp. A chunk of flesh had been bitten right out of his backside! It was horrific.

Zhang Dahai waited a while, but seeing everyone just chatting and asking about the situation outside, with no one volunteering to bring him medicine, his heart sank into despair. His wound wasn't life-threatening, but it wasn't minor either. The main issue was the excruciating pain and the risk of infection. If he hadn't taken a virus immunity shot earlier, he might have been a goner already.

Just then, a trade notification popped up.

Zhang Dahai’s eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Brother Lang, you're the real deal!"

...

Xu Lang’s stockpile of painkillers vanished, replaced by a handgun.

[Colt Automatic Pistol]
[Type: Firearm]
[Level: 2]
[Damage: 32]
[Durability: 10/10]
[Ammo: 0/15]
[Decomposition yields: Barrel x1, Magazine x1, Steel x3]
[Upgrade Condition: 200 Nightmare Coins]
[Description: Just keep shooting!]

The feeling of a real gun in his hand was unique—surprisingly heavy, cold to the touch, and possessing the aesthetic of human industrial craft.

"Xu Lang, why did you trade for that?" Cao Yaxuan asked as she wiped her mouth with a tissue.

Tong Qi was still eating, mixing hot pot broth with rice; it was heavenly. The busty girl usually had a large appetite.

"For fun," Xu Lang said casually.

As he spoke, he began to get a feel for the weapon. He had fired guns before during military training, so he didn't have any trouble handling it.

Seeing that Xu Lang was truly just playing with it, Cao Yaxuan didn't mind. She was a "rich girl"; if other players saw Xu Lang trading precious painkillers for scrap metal, they probably would have jumped up in protest.

"Xu Lang, are you going out to kill zombies?" Tong Qi suddenly asked.

"No," Xu Lang shook his head. "Maybe."

There were only two zombies left outside now: one massive zombie and one that turned semi-transparent. The chat room had already publicized these two pieces of intelligence. As for the other special zombie, it had died under Zhang Dahai’s gunfire, and the latter’s ranking was now firmly at the top.

But not many people cared about that anymore.

The massive zombie had reached the dormitory building and was currently breaking down the doors!

The number of players was steadily decreasing!