Ye Zhao made a round of the school in her new look, but not a single person came to ambush her. Tsk, it seemed her strength had scared them all off.
There were still plenty of people hiding in the nooks and crannies of the school, but she couldn't drag them out one by one and interrogate them. Nor could she stay here forever. The school was no longer useful, so Ye Zhao planned to move on and keep climbing the rankings.
By now, the area outside the school was in complete disarray. Nearly all the shops were closed, and the ground was spattered with blood. Several vehicles sat haphazardly across the road, belching smoke. There was hardly a living person in sight. The peaceful, bustling scene from just a short while ago was gone, leaving behind only torn, bloodstained clothes—the sole proof that some terrifying thing had devoured their human owners.
Ye Zhao could also hear people speaking cautiously behind tightly shut doors. Some were crying, their voices trembling with despair. "Are they gone? Have all those lunatics left?"
"What on earth is going on? Why did those people suddenly go crazy and start killing?"
"They're so strong. They don't even care when you slash them..."
"Oh God, can someone come save us?"
"Where are the police? When are they coming?"
"We're doomed! Neither 110 nor 120 will go through..."
"I saw online that similar things are happening all over. Could the Doomsday really have arrived?"
"Oh God, I read online that these Mutants can spread it? How does it spread? Is it like the viruses in movies?"
"Ah! Why did you stab me?! Help meee—" A scream shattered the chaos of the street. It was followed by the sound of a rolling shutter being pulled up, and one