Who else!?

"Damn it! Damn it!! Your ancestors!!"

Flap, flap, flap—!

Countless black crows were startled by the thunderous roar, taking flight in a frantic swarm like headless flies. Their frantic escape made it seem as if they truly regretted that their bird parents hadn't given them an extra pair of wings.

Inside the villa, the Otaku roared in fury, the sound so intense that the entire building seemed to tremble.

Ji Wen kept her head bowed in silence, her long, fair, and slender hands clenched tight. Chaotic ripples emanated from her body, causing the moisture in the surrounding air to rapidly condense into droplets that vibrated violently in mid-air. It was clear that Ji Wen was also suppressing some extreme emotion.

Xiong Ba, who looked rough and cruel but was actually the most even-tempered of the trio, slammed a steel-like fist into the floor. With a crack, the violent force left a massive crater, with fissures radiating outward like a spiderweb.

"If I find out who did this... believe me, I will make them taste the 'Evil Spirit Curse' properly. I'll make sure they never forget it for the rest of their lives!!" the Otaku gritted his teeth and said.

Xiong Ba suppressed the stifled rage in his heart and said, "Let's put that aside for now. What's done is done; being unwilling to accept it won't change anything! Don't forget, this was supposed to be their 'Entrance Exam'... so I think even if they fail, Senior Chong Ming shouldn't blame us too much. The most important thing now is to contact them immediately. Those idiots must have had their brains caught in a door to choose 'Continue Mission'!"

Ji Wen let out a heavy breath and said, "Exactly! A Grade C mission for first-years—this is practically the difficulty level of a final exam from last semester. Even for us, it wouldn't be easy to stay relaxed in a scenario of this difficulty; if things go wrong, we might even get sent back! After all, we only just promoted to our second year, and there are only three of us!"

Xiong Ba nodded and asked, "Who's doing it?"

He meant who would notify the group of rookie freshmen.

"I want to slaughter them!" the Otaku said through gritted teeth.

Ji Wen said, "You should do it, Xiong Ba!"

"Fine!"

Xiong Ba seemed to have adjusted his mindset. He looked at the two of them and said, "You two, really—try to act like the seniors you are! What's the big deal? The worst thing you can do in this university is to be overly concerned about gains and losses... forget it..." Seeing that neither of them had any intention of listening, Xiong Ba couldn't be bothered to make a fool of himself, so he shrugged and closed his eyes...

"System Prompt: Freshman Teaching Assistant Xiong Ba has activated the 'Whistle' skill."

"System Prompt: Freshman Teaching Assistant Xiong Ba, you may begin speaking. Your words will be transmitted to the ears of every surviving freshman."

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At the same time the Teaching Assistant Trio received the notification from the "Headmaster," all the "rookie students" who had survived up to this point received the same message.

"Waaah!... Finally, this nightmare can end. I want to go home..."

"It's okay, Sixth Sister, it's all over now. Let's choose 'Terminate Immediately' right away..."

"That's right, Big Sister is right! We can leave this hellhole immediately. It stinks here, and there are disgusting zombies everywhere. I don't want to stay for another second!"

"But, Big Sister, if we go back like this... our academic points will be so low, we won't be able to exchange for anything. I really wanted to exchange for a Night Elf Bloodline... I'm still so far off."

"Second Sister, can we... can we just not? It's really..."

"Forget it. Let's just leave now. If you really want that Night Elf Bloodline, we sisters can pool our points together; that should be enough. The reward from the mission we just finished wasn't much, but it should be enough..."

"Yeah, Second Sister, just do as Big Sister says. I really don't want to stay here anymore."

"Big Sister, you're the best! Come here, give me a kiss... mwah!!"

"Get lost!!"

It seemed these six surviving girls had started calling each other sisters, and they appeared to be getting along quite well...

"What the hell?! Why did the Headmaster suddenly send out a notification like this? I haven't killed enough zombies yet! I don't want to go back..."

"Are you an idiot? Look at the mission below, Grade C difficulty! And look at the rewards—every single one is over 1000! Do you think the Headmaster is just giving you those rewards for free? Do you want to die? If you want to die, don't drag us down with you."

"Who are you calling names? Coward! If you're afraid of dying, go back, but I'm not leaving!"

"Bang! You dare call me a coward? You're going to get everyone killed, you moron, you idiot!"

"Oh yeah? You dare hit me? I'll shoot you dead."

"If you're a real man, settle this with your fists. What kind of skill is using a gun?"

"Disgusting! You're not even a woman, and you're talking to me about using guns? Pfft! Let's fight then, you think I'm afraid of you? Even with fists, I'll still beat you into the dirt!"

"Let's see who beats who into the dirt! Take this!!"

The two boys immediately began to brawl... this, it seemed, was the way men solved problems!

"Damn it! Why is the Headmaster butting in at a time like this? I was just getting into the groove! These zombies are all sitting ducks; even if I've never played with guns before, I'm getting the hang of it. Hey, Bull, how many have you killed?"

"You Dead Bamboo Pole, why do I have to go first? You tell me, how many have you killed?"

"35, with 10 headshots!"

"Haha, I won, I won! Norman is mine."

"On what grounds? Tell me, how many did you actually kill?"

"I killed 36, with 11 headshots. You Dead Bamboo Pole, trying to compete with me in shooting? You overestimate yourself! Haha..."

"Hmph! Who said you won? The competition isn't over yet!"

"What, you want to welch on the bet?"

"Bullshit! Welch? Even though I, Zhang Yaozong, am a second-generation rich kid, I'm a reasonable one! Do you think I'm like you, all brawn and no brains? What? Unless you're scared and want to choose 'Immediate Withdrawal'? If so, I have nothing to say."

"Bullshit!! Your grandson is the one choosing 'Immediate Extraction'! We're continuing the competition!"

"Compete then, you think I'm afraid of you?"

And so, the two of them directly chose "Continue Mission"...

This romantic rival of his really was endless...

However, clearly, if they knew that in 10 minutes a 5-kiloton strategic nuclear weapon would be dropped right here, they wouldn't have chosen "Continue Mission" even if their brains had been slammed in a door—because that was simply courting death!

"Waaah! Get away, get away! Someone... someone save... save me! I don't want to die!!"

Right in front of this student was a hideous, terrifying zombie dog, its flesh mangled and its intestines dragging along the ground. It was a mutant creature that was extremely difficult to deal with—fast, agile, keen-scented, and possessing a crushing bite. Any prey it locked onto rarely escaped its belly... though, even with a clump of its own intestines dragging on the floor, it didn't seem to affect its desire for fresh meat one bit—much like how the "Little Chuns" and "Little Dungs" around an emperor would still find time to bother the palace maids.

It didn't seem worried that the food in front of it would run away at all. Its rotting, pus-filled, blood-dripping dog head swayed, and its four legs moved slowly, as if it were out for a stroll.

Bang!

Clang!

The student seemed to have bumped into something, and then an object slammed hard onto his head, making him shriek in terror. When he looked closely, he realized it was a trash can lid.

Turning his head, he saw a trash can overflowing with garbage.

The boy's eyes suddenly lit up. Driven by an unknown surge of strength, he hurled the lid in his hand at the zombie dog, then shrieked as he emptied the trash can, shoved it over his head, and curled up inside...

After receiving the prompt from the Headmaster, a hysterical scream immediately emanated from within the trash can, "Leave... I want to leave this place, hurry, hurry!!"

As the zombie dog slammed hard into the trash can, the boy's cries became even more garbled...

Li Shuangmu and Wang Ning, as well as the awakened Zeng Fei and Qian Qianqian, simultaneously received the Headmaster's "announcement."

"This... how did things suddenly turn out like this? Li Shuangmu, Wang Ning, what do you think we should choose?" Zeng Fei patted his still-throbbing head, seemingly unwilling to expend any more brainpower.

Li Shuangmu glanced at Wang Ning and said, "If it were me, I would choose 'Immediate Extraction.' The reason is simple: staying behind is just courting death! It's obvious the Headmaster doesn't want us to stay. But the mission time hasn't ended yet, so he's giving us the choice... What I find strange is what kind of 'emergency' could have happened to make the Headmaster suddenly change the mission difficulty..."

Seeing Li Shuangmu's gaze sweep over him, Wang Ning shrugged and said, "Who knows? Everything about us is under the control of that mysterious 'Headmaster.' He does whatever he pleases. We can only obediently endure it, right? But since you're choosing 'Extraction,' there's no point in me staying. Anyway... I've already made a profit. Heh."

Zeng Fei looked at Wang Ning with curiosity. He had an intuition that Wang Ning seemed a bit different, but he didn't dwell on it and said, "Then I'll choose 'Immediate Extraction' too. Although I didn't earn much, it should be enough. I just wonder how Yin Kuang is doing..."

Wang Ning laughed, "Don't worry, that kid has his own luck; he'll definitely be able to escape the zombie encirclement. Maybe he's already chosen 'Immediate Extraction'... and has already gone back!"

Zeng Fei thought that made sense and said, "I hope so..."

As for Qian Qianqian, it went without saying; this girl had always appeared soft and weak, lacking any real initiative, and seemed to follow wherever Li Shuangmu went.

Almost at the same time, Xiong Ba's booming, slightly angry voice echoed in everyone's minds!

Teaching Assistant unique skill: Whistle

Effect: Transmits the Teaching Assistant's words in the form of mental waves into the minds of every student.

"You bunch of idiots! Look at the mess you've made! A group of people who don't know their own limits! I'm warning you, everyone choose 'Immediate Extraction'! Whoever dares to choose otherwise, I'll give you a taste of my wrath when you get back!!"

Huh!?

The moment Xiong Ba's voice appeared, everyone was stunned.

Those who had chosen "Immediate Extraction" naturally let out a huge sigh of relief. However, those foolish enough to have chosen "Continue Mission" were breaking out in a cold sweat...

At this moment, the Headmaster's gender-neutral voice appeared in everyone's ears again!

"Prompt: Raccoon City will suffer a nuclear strike in 5 minutes! All survivors of Class 04 of Season 12, please make your choice immediately!"

"Prompt: There are currently 16 survivors in Class 04 of Season 12. 15 have chosen, 1 has not. Please make your choice immediately!"

Nu... nuclear strike!?

And there's 1 left?!

Who is it!!??