Ch100 - Abrupt Route Change

Translator: transcendentwings

suicide of an unnamed character and gorey depiction of death

There is a fish in my class that has grown up, brandishing a spatula with great enthusiasm like a pickaxe, aLewennovel.

The students of the Wusheng class all focused their attention on Li Jingyu, some were relieved, some were amazed, and that was how no one saw how a zombie popped out, but when they came to their senses, it had already knocked Song Fei over!

Song Fei had just been reaching out to pat Li Jingyu on the head joyfully when, before he could stretch out his hand, his entire body fell over, crashing into the base of a tree with apachi, face first, injuring the flesh and making his nose sore.

However, he had no mind to be concerned for his face at all, the b*stard pinning him down seemed to weigh athousand catties. Logically, he knew that it must be a zombie without looking back, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that a big vat had just struck him down from the sky out of nowhere, one full of water at that!

The moment he felt the weight, Song Fei knew that it was impossible to overturn this guy and furthermore, it would be a waste of time to twist his neck around and attempt to make eye contact with the other party in this “position”. Although he didn’t know why he wasn’t bitten when he was pounced on, who cared what the zombie thought at this time!

The moment the taste of soil was on the tip of his tongue, Song Fei took advantage of the short moment when the attacker from behind had not yet pressed down on his arm firmly to move, decisively retrieving his metal chopsticks, then without looking back or taking a peek, he stabbed backwards with one arm blindly!

The first few stabs all struck true on the zombie. Song Fei couldn’t tell from touch whether it was the face, neck, or body, but it was certain that such an assault stopped the gnawing action of the zombie!

Yet it was only the first moment, or perhaps merely two or three seconds before his wrist was captured!

Intense pain exploded across his entire arm as the attacker twisted his arm in at an abnormal angle!

Song Fei used up all his strength to resist, but the throbbing just grew more and more fierce!

Song Fei couldn’t see the zombie that was riding on his back, but his comrades in the Wusheng class could see it clearly. The zombie was broad-shouldered and solidly built, his size was enough to match one and a half of Song Fei. The whole face looked like bloody paste and its bloody maw was gaping, crimson-colored mince meat could be glimpsed in the gaps between the teeth!

The reason why it didn’t bite Song Fei the moment it pounced on Song Fei was because Song Fei was covered up tightly and there was no place for it to chomp down. There was only access to the back of his scalp which was still squirming about like a break-dancer making it impossible to aim properly at all!

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. When Qi Yan and Ma Weisen, who reacted the quickest, started to move, the other companions hadn’t even been able to focus. The first one to rush to Song Fei was Ma Weisen, who was closer. At that time, the wrist that was stabbing the zombie in the face repeatedly had been captured by the latter. Song Fei’s entire arm was twisted at an incredible angle close to the zombie’s mouth, and his exposed wrist was about to be feasted on raw!

Ma Weisen had been holding a switchblade in his hand, but just when he planned to pierce the zombie in the skull, he realized that he possessed little confidence in actually being able to ensure that the zombie would instantly release Song Fei’s arm while preventing it from using the last bit of its strength to chow down on it anyway, thus he switched tactics, didn’t lean over to bring his knife down the moment he reached the battle scene, and only kicked the zombie in the head instead!

The zombie’s head snapped to one side as a result of the huge force that even its body shook, but it’s physique was too burly so it still sturdily sat atop of Song Fei, even the hand pinning down his arm like a vice didn’t loosen a smidge.

Ma Weisen didn’t want to give him a chance to swivel his head back around, so he subconsciously attempted a follow-up kick.

Before he could lift his leg a second time, Qi Yan had arrived behind the zombie and his palm that was tucked into a black leather glove clamped down on the zombie’s head mercilessly. The next second, the sharp fruit knife was already completely imbedded into the bloody cranium.

The zombie had no chance to struggle before it collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut.

Qi Yan didn’t let go, only directly dragging the corpse off Song Fei and tossing it aside in one motion.

Only after he was relieved of his great burden did Song Fei finally feel cold sweat break out all over his body.

When he wanted to turn over and get up, a sharp pain lanced through the wrist he was using to support himself on the ground. Song Fei was unprepared, his elbow buckling, his face almost meeting the ground once again.

Fortunately, Qi Yan offered his boyfriend powers in time to support him, otherwise it wouldn’t just be a matter of eating dirt if it happened again, his lips would definitely bleed.

Song Fei wasn’t afraid of seeing blood, but he was fearful of infection.

Qi Yan was even more frightened, his heart almost leaping out of his chest, especially when Song Fei could obviously finally get up, yet couldn’t hold his weight and took another tumble, his mind buzzed as it went completely blank.

He instinctively reached out to support him and when he came to his senses, he saw that the other party was still capable of grimacing in pain which calmed his heart down somewhat.

“Is your arm twisted?”

“Probably the wrist. . .” Song Fei finally sat up with Qi Yan’s assistance, tentatively moving his arm around before making his final judgment.

Ma Weisen reached out and examined Song Fei’s wrist, letting out a breath of relief: “No biggie, it’s either dislocated or just twisted.”

Song Fei was surprised: “You are knowledgeable in this?”

“Prolonged ailments makes a doctor,” Ma Weisen rolled up his sleeves pitifully, revealing the black wrist guard on his wrist, “I have a habitual dislocation here.”

Song Fei didn’t quite understand: “What do you mean by chronic dislocation?”

Ma Weisen’s expression was even more pitiful, his eyebrows drooping like it was forming the time of 8:20 on a clock face, the corners of his eyes were also angled down in unison, even his lips trembled slightly as if he was going to recount the painful history of the revolutionaries in the next second. . .

“Basically, he just got used to it after dislocating it on and off.” Qiao Siqi’s disdainful tone instantly broke the sad atmosphere that Ma Weisen had brewed.

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Qiao Siqi didn’t look at him, and directed at Song Fei: “There’s no need to listen to what he’s saying, just look at what he’s done. A frequent dislocation, but look, dislocation didn’t stop him from being the little tyrant of the outside campus ah. Punching the senior in Russian language studies, kicking the French language department’s pillar are all things he’s done, he can still fight wellne!”

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Seeing that the two were about to quibble again, Song Fei hurriedly interjected first: “Sh, don’t attract zombies again.”

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However Ma Weisen didn’t display any makings of a great general except when he was in combat. Besides, Song Fei also mentioned that when he was communicating from the other side of the walkie-talkie in a conscious state, he howled more fiercely than Kuang Ye when he had lost his mind, he was practically begging for help with his life.

This was just like a case of who stepped on whose foot, it was basically a d*mnedRashomon incidentand the companions were too lazy to analyze it. While the sound of fighting after feelling two zombies in succession hadn’t attracted any new zombies, the group of sixteen quickly quieted down and continued to advance under the cover of the night.

Not long after, the team successfully passed theChuangxinBuilding.

Because the entrance to the underground parking lot was behind the Houde Building, when they walked along the road behind the general teaching area, it was also lined with a row of academic buildings. This path was narrower than the avenue in front of the buildings. On the left side were buildings while on the right there was a low belt of verdant bushes. Due to the limited space, there were no big trees along the side, making the companions who were used to walking close to the tree trunks feel somewhat insecure.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, making Song Fei shiver unconsciously.

After bracing himself, he found that he had already reached the rear of the Zhiyuan Building.

The last time he was here, he was still thinking about what to do if he couldn’t pass the Level 4 exam before graduation, why Qi Yan unexpectedly asked to have dinner together, and whether the wise sage could help him find a girlfriend in the Foreign Languages department. . .

And now.

An unknown person’s detritus from vomit on the ground, creating a mess; the bushes next to it had obvious signs of being trampled on; the sign “The small grasses also contains life, may your gracious feet be merciful” was yanked out of the soil and tossed aside, splattered with blood stains. . .

A month, seemed like a lifetime ago.

Ma Weisen, who had been tagging along behind like a young follower, had been rummaging through the backpack he had brought with him from the dorms ever since they had set out again. When he finally found what he had been looking for, he hurriedly handed it to Song Fei.

The gifter remembered the class motto of not making a sound, so he said nothing, just thrust the gray wrist guard in front of Song Fei.

Song Fei was still immersed in his memories, it had been a while since he was attacked and his wrist had almost recovered, the pain basically gone. Thus he was a bit stunned when he saw this afterthought “equipment”.

Ma Weisen was still silently persistent, the wristguard almost running smack into Song Fei’s face.

Song Fei swiftly dodged, feeling exasperated internally: “I think it’s better if you talkba, just speak softly.”

Ma Weisen exhaled a long breath, obviously having been struggling to keep it under wraps: “It’s easy to twist it a second time after the first, so it does no harm to be protective of it now. Besides, I had something for it and it was just lying around in my bag.”

A teammate insisted on offering his good intentions, so Song Fei stopped being polite and took it, swiftly putting it on. Although he was a bit unused to it, with an extra layer on the wrist, it did feel less fragile when he moved it around.

Another gust of wind.

Song Fei pulled his sleeves down over the wrist guard to cover them as the gale brushed past, raising goosebumps in its wake.

Guang—

The abrupt loud noise was like an explosion in the eardrum, sounding with ahong.

Qi Yan, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped his steps. Song Fei was half a beat slower and bumped into him. Yet in the next second, he also froze in place.

Not just him.

All the companions, as if they encountered medusa, became stiff and petrified.

That was a person who jumped from a building.

The fall from a high altitude made more than half of the head cave in, brain matter was splattered everywhere, mixed with blood, limbs twisted in extreme and weird positions, and even more red blood, different from zombies, flowed out from under his body, dyeing the asphalt road crimson.

A very subtle “shula” noise swept through the air with the night breeze.

Everyone glanced up at the same time instinctively.

A test paper was riding on the wind, floating down leisurely.

You don’t need to look to know that there must be printed test questions on the paper, perhaps, even handwritten essays.

However, when one really scrutinized it, it was just a page of snow-white, drifting in the background of the dark night, like the only bright color left in the world.

The exam paper fell to the ground.

The companions didn’t pick it up, even their action of craning their necks didn’t change—There were varying numbers of zombies in the windows of the Zhiyuan building, competing to stick their heads out.

They were very eager, as if they wanted to fly out the window, race to the squad, and feast.

However, they still maintained their instincts.

Just like the zombies who didn’t dare enter the water earlier, leaping from a building was also sealed by instinct.

Thus, the one that had plummeted down before wasn’t a zombie, it was a fellow student.

Maybe he was pursued to the point of having no escape and jumped off the building for release, or perhaps he slipped and fell while running away. But no matter which one it was, the companions didn’t dare to entertain it too deeply.

The more one contemplated it, the more fear would take advantage of the opportunity to invade.

Pada.

A drop of unknown liquid rode the wind and landed on the top of Zhao He’s head.

He swiped it away reflexively with apa!

The companions were startled by him and glanced over one by one.

Zhao He originally thought it was a small insect or something that was deposited on the top of his head, but after slapping it away, he felt as if the palm of his hand was sticky.

All the companions watched Zhao He as he lowered his hand and splayed his palm to check, their curiosity beyond what words could convey.

Zhao He initially assumed it was a drop of blood that fell from somewhere, but the center of his palm was crystal clear, and however he examined it, it looked like. . . saliva.

“F*ck, spit!”

A gentleman could be killed, but could not be humiliated!

Zhao He’s entire face darkened, about to go crazy, “I’m going to fight them to the death—”

All the companions made a face, this was something that was less likely to occur than Newton being struck by an apple. They couldn’t help but express their sympathy.

Luo Geng quickly seized his comrade who was trying to charge forth: “Life or death battle whatah, you’re even raring to storm upstairs, the fact that they haven’t come stampeding down already is something we have to thank the gods up above for!”

“Strange,” Wang Qingyuan narrowed his eyes slowly, “Why aren’t they howling?”

One word awakened the dreamers.

Usually, the zombies would want to call for their friends immediately the moment they caught sight of them. Despite it being understandable that these zombies couldn’t make it down from the fifth and sixth floors immediately, but since they were so eager to shove their heads out of the window, they shouldn’t be completely silent at all. Even if they were driven by instinct, they would’ve still roared a few times.

Yet now, it was too quiet under the cover of darkness.

“Run—” Qi Yan suddenly shouted and took the lead in sprinting away.

Some of the companions followed instantly, while others hesitated for a few beats, but soon those who lagged behind, such as Qiao Siqi and He Zhiwen, wanted to beat themselves up for not being able to see the truth!

—Just two seconds after Qi Yan started speeding off, a large number of zombies abruptly surged from the side of the building. They obviously ran out of the building from the front and went around back, while the zombies on the upper floor were deliberately distracting them, diverting their attention!

Aoaoao—

The zombies finally let out the “long-awaited” summoning of their little friends.

However, this really couldn’t make people cheer up.

The only advantage was that all the companions could also deliberately smash the pot since it was already cracked and holler freely as well—

Zhou Yilu: “When did they learn to make a feint to the east and attack the westahhh!!!”

Wu Zhou: “The virus mutatedba—”

Kuang Ye: “Then can’t we human beings also mutateah—”

Lin Dilei: “Give upba, we can only become fatter!”

Qiao Siqi: “Zhao He, didn’t you just declare that you wanted to fight them to the death?!Don’t forget your dreams of youth ah, it’s a flower that would never wither—”

Zhao He:“Escape ba,retreat ba,people always have to learn to grow up on their own—”

Ma Weisen: “Can you two wait until it’s safe before singing a d*mnable duetah!!!”

Led by Qi Yan, the sixteen of them looped around to the rear of the Houde building in one breath and reached the sun room at the entrance of the underground garage!

At this time, the army of the undead had been outpaced by them for dozens of meters!

The sun room was empty at a glance, the elevator door on the left was faintly reflecting silver light, while the staircase on the right was a dark abyss.

To go in or not, Qi Yan was somewhat undecided.

If they entered and there were zombies in the stairwell down below, then with the arrival of the pursuers from behind, they would be caught in a pincer attack.

Yet if they didn’t make their way in, with the lack of trees around, where would they hide?

“Why aren’t we heading inahhh—”

He Zhiwen, who was at the end of the team, and Fu Xiyuan, who took the initiative to guard the rear, detected that the squad members in the front suddenly slow down and felt unsettled in their hearts until a comrade in front shouted a command.

“Inba!” Song Fei knew Qi Yan’s concerns, but they had no other choice at the moment.

Qi Yan made up his mind, took another step, and bolstered himself before rushing into the sun room!

Qi Yan accelerated very swiftly, his speed was so fast that no one could keep up with him for a while, thus when he rushed down the stairs, Qiao Siqi, Wu Zhou, and Song Fei, who made up the second echelon, had only made it up to the door of the sun room.

However, before the three of them could move forward, Qi Yan, who had just bolted down the stairs, made an abrupt U-turn and came back up: “Don’t come over here!”

Fourwords, Qi Yan practically barked them out.

Song Fei was so frightened that he sprinted the other way the moment he returned, almost knocking Zhao He, who was still dragging the suitcase behind, down.

The companions didn’t need to ask for the reason, because as they ran away from the sun room, they clearly captured the large mob of zombies swarming out of it.

The zombies that came out of the underground garage soon merged with the zombies from the Zhiyuan building who had kept up their pursuit from behind. They were numerous and loud, howling and charging forth, as if they were attempting to call the entire zombie population on campus over!

The Wusheng class rushed to the end of the road in one breath, which led them to the academic affairs center!

The tactics that had been carried out countless times had already become routine. Zhao He tossed the suitcase aside, Qi Yan put the spear-mop away, and the two formed the base of a tower to boost Qiao Siqi up—The latter did aSwallow Flip, and lightly hopped onto the large canopy above the main entrance!

Following that, once He Zhiwen, who was last, was hauled up, the companions were finally able to regulate their breathing.

They had never loved the big trees, awnings, rooftops, balconies, and all the other miscellaneous places that could serve as safe havens in the form of an isolated island on their campus as much as they did now.

“Although the sun room is hard to clamber down from, the academic buildings are all the same.” Qi Yan’s breathing gradually stabilized finally allowing him to speak.

The zombies had the awning surrounded, but they still couldn’t solve the obstacle of forming a pyramid despite already learning how to make a feint in the east only to strike in the west and could only sigh in despair.

“It’s the same with the staircase, if it’s hard to get down there through the sun room, then it may also not be easy to descend through the academic affairs center.” Feng Qibai reminded faintly.

Song Fei thought positively: “At least we have combat experience for skirmishes inside a building, and we’d be able to rely on the terrain, which is better than the sun room with nothing around.”

Qiao Siqi: “Why do we have to take the stairs, there’s no power outage after all, can’t we just place our bets on the elevator?”

Song Fei, He Zhiwen, Qi Yan, Zhao He: “Hell no!!!”

Qiao Siqi: “. . .”

Despite it being a pleasant show to watch Qiao Siqi being humiliated, Zhou Yilu couldn’t watch on with ease any longer—

“Speaking of, you guys. . . don’t you think we’re down a few people?”

All the companions were shell shocked.

Huang Mo glanced around the entire awning, the expression on her face changing: “Where are Fu Xiyuan and Ma Weisen?!”

Author’s Chapter Summary: It’s hard to map out a breakthrough at the sun room, the number of comrades at the academic affairs center is incomplete!

The translator has something to say: the situation didn’t allow them to linger or even process the tragedy, but at the same time I feel that they have all become more adept at compartmentalizing, allowing them to act faster on a more reflexive and automatic basis and not allow their emotions to cripple them when the situation doesn’t allow for it

And yay, we’ve reached chapter 100, tis a milestone for all of us, thank you for sticking with me!