Some of the more timid people even let out terrified screams!
“Wh-what the hell… That guy… actually fired a gun?!”
Behind Hayama Hayato, Tobe Kakeru trembled all over in shock.
He stared blankly at the Colt Python in Yuto’s hand, which was still giving off wisps of blue smoke.
And his legs began shaking uncontrollably.
Th-this was a real gun!
One careless move, and it could turn someone into a sieve.
In an instant, everyone scattered as if there was a fire, staring fearfully at the indifferent-looking Yuto.
“Sorry, but I have no intention of teaming up with anyone.”
“As strangers, I don’t trust any of you.”
Sato Yuto’s expression was icy.
That mysterious voice had never forbidden players from killing one another.
Just look at what kind of “hidden talents” these people were.
The blond-haired rapist Sawanaga Taisuke, the “Headless Knight” Itou Makoto, good old headless brother…
The teammates he wanted, at the very least, had to understand how to cooperate and be worth entrusting his back to.
Unfortunately…
Not a single person present met that standard.
Seeing Yuto speak so bluntly, everyone’s expressions quickly turned ugly.
But intimidated by what he had just done, no one dared to speak up and refute him.
Yuto could not be bothered with them either.
Holding his AK, he quietly leaned against the side of the wall, his eyes slightly lowered as he waited for the newcomer protection period to end.
“This classmate, my name is Hayama Hayato.
I saw you in the classroom earlier… We should be classmates.”
At that moment, seeing the crowd disperse, Hayato finally found a chance to interject and walked forward.
“So?” Yuto raised his brow slightly, looking at the blond-haired boy.
“Sato-kun, I want to team up with you!” Hayama Hayato gritted his teeth slightly.
“Forgive me for being blunt… but it will be very difficult for you to survive the next thirty days alone.”
“If the ‘apocalypse’ that person behind the scenes mentioned is real… then next, all of us will inevitably have to face monsters like zombies!”
Yuto was also well aware of that.
The theme of this mission was survival, and the time limit was one month.
In other words, no matter what method they used, as long as they survived for thirty days, they would complete the mission and safely return to reality.
But the problem was…
Would the mysterious mastermind behind this really be so lenient?
That mysterious voice had set the codename of this mission as “Left 4 Dead.”
He did not know whether it was the same as the game he had played before—Left 4 Dead…
But if it was, then the difficulty of this mission would definitely become extremely high.
Forget surviving for thirty days.
Even lasting a few days would be considerably difficult.
If the black rune had not awakened, Yuto might have agreed to Hayato’s request.
After all, clearing Left 4 Dead solo was no ordinary challenge.
But now, he was confident that he could steadily survive alone until the thirty days were over.
“I don’t like being called by my surname.
You can call me by my first name.”
“Also, I can team up with you, but can you agree to my conditions?” Yuto said calmly.
“Yuto-kun, tell me first.” Hayama Hayato tried to seize control of the conversation, only to helplessly discover that the boy in front of him was unusually stubborn.
“First, no matter when it is, you must obey my orders.”
“Second, if we encounter danger, I have the right to abandon anyone in the team who drags the team down.”
“Third, no matter what supplies the team obtains, I get first pick.”
Each of these three conditions was harder to accept than the last.
At first, Hayato could still barely maintain his composure.
But soon, his expression gradually turned unpleasant.
“Hayato, stop wasting your time with this selfish guy.
We can form a team ourselves!”
Before Hayama Hayato himself could say anything, his loyal lackey, Tobe Kakeru, could no longer hold back.
The messy-haired boy wearing a headband glared furiously at Yuto, his eyes full of anger.
In Tobe Kakeru’s view, by proposing such harsh conditions, Sato Yuto had never intended to recruit anyone into his team in the first place.
Just what was this bastard acting so arrogant for?
Did he think knowing how to shoot was that amazing?
Thinking back to how the gunshot had frightened his legs weak, Tobe Kakeru could not help feeling both ashamed and furious.
Just now… there had been quite a few girls from his school nearby.
At that moment, many people must have seen the scene of him almost pissing himself in fear.
He had completely embarrassed himself!
“Then I’ll take my leave.”
After remaining silent for a while, Hayato could only choose to leave.
In his view, Yuto was far too proud and arrogant.
In an apocalypse, what was the most important thing?
Teamwork!
No matter how strong one person was, could he possibly face a zombie horde alone?
Only by cooperating with one another could they safely survive these deadly thirty days!
Very soon, there was no one gathered around Yuto anymore.
Adolescents in their teenage years all had very strong self-esteem.
They would never willingly follow the lead of someone their own age.
Everyone had the hidden desire to be a leader.
Even the aloof and proud Kasumigaoka Utaha found a team of girls she was familiar with.
“They’re just zombies, right?”
“We have guns… Are we really supposed to be afraid of those weak monsters?”
Holding the heavy firearms in their hands, the group of students’ eyes were filled with excitement, without the slightest trace of earlier panic.
[The newcomer protection period is about to end…]
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