The building suddenly fell silent. Although a few girls' screams occasionally rang out, they soon came to an abrupt halt.
Some of those who had not managed to see the black smoke pattern outside did their best to avoid the doors and windows. The cleverer ones even crawled over and pulled all the curtains shut, as if avoiding direct observation would keep them from falling into that strange coma.
"Quick, does anyone know first aid? Come save them—they're still alive."
With the curtains blocking the view, some bold students finally rushed over and carried the unconscious people back.
"They seem to have merely fallen asleep. Their pulses are steady, their breathing is normal, and their pupils—ah!"
A teacher who knew first aid had just pried open one unconscious person's eye when he let out a shriek. It was as though he had seen something horrifying beyond words. He collapsed onto the floor, his limbs convulsing as he screamed nonstop, foam spilling from his mouth and his eyes rolling back. The sight was utterly terrifying.
Zhang Yang saw this scene but did not approach. Although he knew this might be an infection caused by the Devil Tongue, he did not currently have the strength to clash head-on with the power of its curse.
"Will they turn into zombies from Resident Evil?"
The Fatty suddenly asked from behind Zhang Yang in a trembling voice. He was not the only one to think so. After witnessing the teacher's wretched state, everyone began instinctively distancing themselves from the unconscious victims.
"Lazy Goat—no, brother, let me come with you. When brothers unite, their sharpness can cut through gold. With my build, I'm a perfect meat shield."
Zhang Yang was just about to leave when the Fatty suddenly grabbed his arm from behind. Tears and snot