Forcing his gaze away from Lu Xingyuan, Wang Tianhua took a deep breath, an unreadable gleam flickering in his eyes.
"Find the chests! Find supplies! Hurry up, don't waste time!"
Liu Wei and the others hurried into action.
Lu Xingyuan had been watching Wang Tianhua warily the whole time. Even when he saw no move from him, he kept his grip on the Dust-Scattering Smoke Pouch.
He wouldn't dare underestimate the man.
The guy controlled spatial power.
How could someone like that be easy to deal with?
Besides... there's something strange about this guy... I keep getting the feeling he's putting on an act!
He's definitely plotting something!
A rotten, moldy smell wafted from the classroom. Inside, it was filthy and chaotic, with desks and chairs piled haphazardly together.
Lu Xingyuan scanned the room but found no sign of a chest.
He was about to leave when the pile of desks and chairs collapsed with a crash. A short zombie lunged at him with incredible speed.
It was a zombie that had once been a little girl. Still wearing her school uniform, she looked about twelve or thirteen, but her face had long since lost its youthful innocence. It had rotted beyond recognition.
Lu Xingyuan pulled the trigger and blew its head apart without a change in expression.
Once he was done, he didn't linger, hurrying straight to another classroom.
He had to find the chest before Wang Tianhua did.
Every classroom had at least a few zombies.
Most had been students at the school before becoming infected. One had been the sixth grade's student sports representative. A full six feet tall and built like a tank, he had actually evolved into a level 2 strength-type zombie.
"Are elementary school kids all this well-developed these days?"
Lu Xingyuan finished it