"Someone's... been killed..."
After the initial shock, everyone except Busujima Saeko felt an inexplicable flicker of panic.
Killing the infected before had felt like nothing, but now, seeing living people die right in front of them—and in such a brutal manner—was still a considerable shock.
After all, just yesterday, they had been students protected within the ivory tower.
Still, most of them had personally killed infected before, giving them some time to adjust. They recovered quickly upon witnessing this killing.
But by the time they had all regained their composure, Xu Yue had already pulled the Plasma Caster from the last robber's chest, blood splashing onto his shoes.
"Order has already collapsed. If you don't get used to it early, sooner or later, you'll be left behind by this era."
Shaking the blood from the weapon's tip, Xu Yue turned and spoke casually. A few flecks of blood stained his face, adding an eerie charm to his already handsome features.
Xu Yue's words fully woke them up. Even Komuro Takashi nodded solemnly. No one objected.
If their cousin hadn't acted so decisively this time, they truly wouldn't have known how to handle it properly!
Thinking back, even when his blood had been boiling, he had still hesitated to pull the trigger. If they had really exchanged fire in the end, he might have been the one to die while the other side emerged completely unscathed!
"This is the world now. Welcome to the apocalypse."
After clearing away all the triangular blades on the ground, Xu Yue turned and boarded the bus again, followed by the solemn-faced group.
The gunshot from the hunting rifle had already drawn the infected in the distance over. They had to break through the blockade and leave before a horde formed.
This time, their only useful