This voice was so faint it was almost inaudible.
Kiryu glanced sideways at the girl lowering her head and said calmly, “Stay behind me.”
The latter’s body trembled, her teeth biting down on her lip.
A complex look flashed in her eyes.
Silently, she followed him out.
Exiting the teaching building, the outside was a desolate scene.
The air felt uncomfortably heavy.
The orange-yellow sun hung weakly in the sky, as if it too had been infected by the plague, casting murky, not very bright light.
As they walked further, the group’s field of vision gradually broadened.
On both sides of the school gate were very spacious open parking lots.
The roads were littered with haphazardly parked, dilapidated, abandoned cars.
Several cars’ engines were still emitting thick, rolling smoke.
It wasn’t hard to imagine just how tragic the car accidents had been here when the disaster broke out, caused by panic.
The number of zombies in the open parking lot was even more than double that inside the teaching building.
Just within a hundred meters, as far as the eye could see, there was a dense, black mass.
Some of these zombies stood in place in a daze, like puppets.
Some dragged their limbs around on patrol, expressionless.
But the vast majority of the zombie horde was crowded together, squatting on the ground, voraciously chewing on the broken, dismembered remains of their own kind.
Splash…
As sharp fingertips, like a swift knife cutting, fell, a male corpse with a still-frightened expression was gutted.
The latter’s internal organs had been completely pulled out.
Flesh and blood were torn open, like plowed land, revealing the eerie white bones within.
The black-red internal organs, exposed to the air, immediately attracted the covetous buzzing of flies.
The surrounding zombies were clearly not elegant diners.
The moment they smelled the blood, they began frantically fighting over it.
Although they were gradually getting used to these bloody scenes, seeing this once again up close still made Yukino and the other two girls feel quite uncomfortable.
Splash…
Another large piece of large intestine, still connected to yellowish fluid, was forcibly torn from the corpse’s abdominal cavity.
In less than three seconds, these frenzied creatures had stuffed it haphazardly into their mouths.
‘If an ordinary newcomer wanted to leave the parking lot, they would have to be extremely careful every step of the way to avoid being discovered by the zombie horde…
But I can just summon Storm Guardians and brute force our way through.’
Whoosh!
The wind element giant guardians, standing like solid rocks, appeared again, positioning themselves in the four directions of the formation, like an impenetrable wall of copper and iron, tightly guarding Kiryu and the others.
Kiryu was already used to these scenes.
He drew Kuji Kanesada, his long, strong fingers resting on the hilt.
The dense, mist-like white air currents swirled continuously, easily completing the 10-second charging process.
Grip, draw, release…
Three wind blades, continuously condensing and then releasing, suddenly charged into the zombie horde.
Like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, in an instant, they swept up a large number of heads.
The few zombies that had been chewing on their own kind moments ago, before they could even react, exploded like watermelons, sending juice everywhere.
Dripping internal organ fragments, mixed with blood, filled the air with a stench so nauseating it made one want to vomit.
Several zombies with blood-red eyes, their throats constantly bobbing, on all fours, charged at the pile of flesh.
With the four Storm Guardians protecting them, the team’s progress was quite smooth.
Kiryu just had to charge, swing his blade, and release the wind blades.
The guardians would handle the rest.
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The hurricane rapidly churned and solidified, turning into a mighty storm that swept up the absorbed zombie horde.
Soon, it turned into a shocking red.
And Kiryu and the others easily moved forward inside this red storm eye.
[Obtained Game Currency 10, White Trait x2…]
[Obtained Game Currency 30, Green Trait x6…]
[Obtained Game Currency 50, Blue Trait x3…]
In this efficient slaughter, his game currency quickly exceeded the 2000 mark, and his trait count continuously accumulated.
Continuing forward, about fifty meters to the right of the school gate, amidst a group of abandoned vehicles, Kiryu and the others found an orange-yellow school bus.
It looked like it should be the school’s bus.
Judging by the number of seats, it could probably hold about thirty people.
Looking at the chaotic, panicked tire tracks on the ground, it wasn’t hard to see that this school bus had crashed into several utility poles before coming to a messy stop after quite some time.
American school buses had a weird construction.
The front was extremely sturdy and crash-resistant, so even after hitting several utility poles, the hood was only slightly warped and bent.
The students inside the bus had all died, becoming mindless zombies.
Countless hideous faces pressed against the windows, scraping numerous cracks and dents into the glass surfaces.
Bam!
Kiryu took the lead, kicking open the bus door.
The hungry student zombies scrambled out like a tide, surging towards him.
Swoosh!
The bright, clear blade light, cold as the moon, slightly crisscrossing, drawing an eerie arc.
Wherever Kuji Kanesada passed, nothing remained standing.
In but a moment, the entire bus was cleared out.
“Come on up.”
After having the Storm Guardians give it a simple cleaning, The girls entered the bus one by one.
“Two questions.” Yukino raised a slender finger and asked, furrowing her brow.
“One, who among us knows how to drive?”
“Two, what should we do about these zombies?”
Both questions were critical.
“Which of you knows how to drive?”
Kiryu looked around.
He saw all three girls avoiding his gaze.
“Don’t look at me.
I’m only 16.”
Yukino spread her hands, confidently justified.
“…”
(T/N: In Japan, the minimum age for a regular driver’s license is 18.
According to the law, only those 18 or older can obtain a standard car license.
Motorcycle licenses can be obtained from age 16.)
To prepare for the zombie apocalypse, although Kiryu did not meet the age requirement for a car license, he had still secretly learned to drive.
Because of that, the task of driving fell to him.
“Let’s get the hell out of this place!”
The key was conveniently left in the ignition on the driver’s seat, saving them a search.
He casually tossed the driver uncle, whose upper body was embedded in the windshield, out the window.
Click.
Vroom, vroom…
The school bus laboriously let out a heavy roar.
Under the girls’ watchful eyes, the engine ultimately lived up to expectations and started.
“…”
Yumiko sat in her seat, Gazing out the window at the gradually receding campus.
She felt like it was all a nightmare.
Out of a team of over twenty people, only the four of them had escaped.
The rest had been left forever in that nameless school.
Her heart suddenly ached with sorrow.
She didn’t know what the future would hold…
And whether she could even survive until seven days had passed.
Yui sat beside her, handing the girl a bottle of mineral water, gently comforting her friend.
“Yui, I…”
Hearing this, Yumiko was taken aback, a surge of guilt again welling up in her heart.
She had previously worried about Yui’s safety in vain.
The other side had actually possessed a far superior eye, immediately recognizing Kiryu’s extraordinary nature.
“What’s done is done.
Regretting won’t help.
Just keep living resolutely…”
The pink-haired, dumpling-haired girl leaned against the seat, gazing at the street view outside the window, and said quietly, “Yumiko, pull yourself together as soon as possible.”
If Yumiko continued with this mindset, Yui couldn’t guarantee
That she would be able to survive until the seventh day.
After all, Kiryu had emphasized that his team did not welcome dead weight.
Yui thought for a moment, then borrowed the “Magnum Cop” book from Kiryu.
“Reading this skill book will automatically teach you basic shooting skills…
From now on, you’ll need to work hard too, so we can survive together.”
“Mm.”
Yumiko nodded her head solemnly, finally gathering her courage.
Her gaze unconsciously drifted to the young man silently driving in the driver’s seat.
‘I am not dead weight…
Hmph, I’ll show you the potential of the Miura Yumiko!’
…
“According to the city map collected from the principal’s office, the place we’re in now should be a fictional American town called Oakwood.”
Yukino sat in the first row seat, pressing together her pair of slender, long, beautiful legs and spreading the city map flat on her knees.
“If all goes well, we should be able to reach that motel before nightfall tonight.”
The city at night would become very dangerous.
Zombies would be abnormally active.
If they wanted to rest peacefully, they had to find a safe enough place.
“That motel should have a backup fuel generator…
If we’re lucky, we might be able to take a hot shower tonight.” Kiryu casually replied, steering the wheel.
At these words, the three girls’ eyes lit up, and they all showed eager anticipation.
After such a terrible day, everyone was currently incredibly dirty.
If they could truly take a hot shower, they could imagine how good it would feel.