Apocalypse: No rebirth! Time to upgrade the sewers!

Song Qing put away her phone and climbed up the iron ladder.

After he climbed out of the sewer

He looked around and found himself on the lawn behind the teaching building.

Not far away on the main road of the campus, dozens of pure white monsters were wandering aimlessly.

It's a zombie.

And there are too many of them.

Song Qing didn't intend to disturb these things; finding Wang Jie's daughter was her primary goal.

His gaze quickly settled on the teaching building behind him.

A window on the first floor was half open.

He darted through the window and slipped inside without a sound.

The lobby on the first floor of the teaching building was covered with dried, blackened bloodstains.

Song Qing stood there for a few seconds, listening carefully to the sounds around her.

It's very quiet.

It seems there's no one on the first floor.

Without pausing, he went straight to the stairwell and began searching upwards, floor by floor.

There was no one on the second floor.

There was still no one on the third floor.

The situation finally changed when he stepped onto the stairs leading to the fifth floor.

The stairwell was completely blocked by a large number of tables and chairs.

someone.

Song Qing stopped in her tracks.

He didn't choose to forcefully demolish it, because that would have caused too much noise.

With a thought, several jet-black thorny vines silently grew from his arm.

The thorny vines wound around the gaps in the obstacles, wrapping around the tables and chairs and slowly exerting their force.

The heavy roadblock was lifted as a whole without making any harsh scraping noise, and then he moved it aside carefully.

When Song Qing arrived at the corridor on the fifth floor, he immediately noticed the difference.

It's too clean.

There was no blood on the ground of this floor.

Clearly, there are survivors here, and they have made this their base.

Song Qing listened carefully, relying on his extraordinary hearing.

Have it.

The sound originated from classroom 505.

He approached while remaining invisible.

He pushed it, but couldn't open it.

The door was locked from the inside.

Song Qing thought for a moment.

There's no need to make it so complicated.

It's likely just some surviving students inside, and they pose no real threat.

He deactivated his invisibility, and his figure appeared out of thin air in the empty corridor.

Boom, boom, boom.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The sounds in the classroom suddenly stopped.

A few seconds later, a tense male voice came out.

"Who? Who are you?"

Song Qing didn't bother with pleasantries and directly stated his conditions.

"I'm looking for someone. Whoever tells me, I'll give them food."

Exchanging food for information is the simplest and most effective method in the apocalypse.

There was no sound from inside the door.

After a while

The door was opened, and a short-haired boy looked at him excitedly.

"Really? You'll give me food if I just tell you?"

Song Qing nodded calmly.

"Well, but if you're lying to me..."

He didn't finish his sentence; he simply stared at the other person with those emotionless eyes.

The boy shuddered instantly.

He forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace.

"Haha, don't worry, don't worry."

Just then.

A noise came from the classroom, and another boy sat up from a bed made of several tables pushed together.

"Wang San, what are you doing... Holy crap! Who are you?!"

The boy was startled by what he saw and pointed at Song Qing at the door.

Song Qing glanced at it.

There were only the two of them in the classroom.

Song Qing was too lazy to waste any more words or explanations.

He deliberately reached into the pocket of his down jacket, actually taking out several items from his system space.

next second.

He casually tossed five or six packets of military-grade compressed biscuits onto the ground by the door.

Clang.

The heavy sound, like a hammer blow, struck the hearts of the two survivors.

Their eyes widened instantly.

He stared intently at the few packets of compressed biscuits on the ground, his Adam's apple bobbing as he frantically swallowed his saliva.

Gudong.

The short-haired boy, who had been wary, no longer cared about the danger. He flung the door open, his face plastered with a fawning smile, and he almost knelt before Song Qing.

"Brother! Brother, please ask whatever you want! We brothers will answer everything we know!"

at this time

Another boy who had been lying on the bed made of tables scrambled over, his eyes gleaming with greed as he looked at the cookies on the floor.

"Holy crap! Bro! This...is this for us?"

His voice held a hint of incredulous elation.

Song Qing nodded calmly.

"That's right. Ask around about someone, tell me everything about her. If the information is useful, these packages are yours."

He paused, then added.

"If the information is very useful, I'll give you twenty packets."

Twenty packs!

The two boys went completely crazy, their whole bodies trembling with excitement.

"Big...brother...big brother, please tell us! Please tell us! Even if you don't give us twenty packets, we'll definitely tell you everything we know!"

The boy, who had just woken up, patted his chest and assured him.

Song Qing ignored his performance.

He asked directly.

"Do you know a girl named Bai Ruolin from the School of Media Studies?"

The voice just fell.

The two boys were clearly taken aback for a moment, and then looked at each other.

The boy who opened the door first, Wang San, immediately rushed to answer.

"I know! Of course I know! She's the school beauty! Who doesn't know her!"

Song Qing's heart skipped a beat.

It seems Wang Jie's daughter is still alive; this trip wasn't in vain.

He continued to ask.

Where is she?

"In the cafeteria!" Wang San blurted out. "But... but she's currently being protected by Kong Kai."

When he said the word "protect," his expression was noticeably strange.

Opening the hole?

Song Qing caught the key name.

Who is Kong Kai?

Upon hearing the name, fear simultaneously appeared on the faces of both boys.

Wang San shuddered and lowered his voice.

"Kong Kai... he's a superhuman! A really strong one! He... he killed several people, a lot of people... and several other superhumans are now following him!"

Another boy quickly added.

"Yes, yes, yes! That guy is a madman! A real madman!"

A person with superpowers.

really.

In this school, groups of people with supernatural abilities have also formed.

interesting.

"Tell me about that hole," Song Qing asked with great curiosity.

The boy who had just woken up hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"That Kong Kai... I heard he used to be a thief, with a terrible reputation at our school. He often stole things from his classmates in the dorms, and everyone in his class ostracized him; nobody wanted to talk to him."

"He's Bai Xiaohua's simp, following her around like a lapdog every day, but Bai Xiaohua never even gives him a second glance."

Wang San said

"Yes! That's the kind of scumbag he is! Then, just two weeks ago, he got incredibly lucky and suddenly awakened superpowers! He can... he can freeze people into ice blocks! Just like... just like Iceman from the X-Men movies!"

"Once he gained his power, his first target was Bai, the school beauty!"

Wang San continued.

"But no one expected that the school beauty was also a superhuman! That bastard Kong Kai couldn't even touch her! Every time he got close, it was as if he was blocked by something invisible!"

Song Qing understood.

It seems that Bai Ruolin's awakened ability is a defensive one.

That's good news.

At least, her personal safety has not been violated for the time being.

"At first, many of us hid in the canteen because that's where the food was the best," Wang San continued. "Later, Kong Kai took control of the situation and kicked all of us useless people out... Many of us died the very night we were kicked out..."

Song Qing roughly understood.

A piece of trash who was looked down upon before the apocalypse accidentally gained great power and then began to take revenge and act arrogantly.

A very typical script.

"How many people are in the cafeteria now?" Song Qing asked.

This is the most crucial information.

"Six!"

Wang San answered immediately.

"Bai, the school beauty, Kong Kai, and Kong Kai's four underlings."

"Of his four henchmen, two are also superhumans! One is named Zhang Wei, who can make any metal rust. The other is named Chen Biao, who has two extra hands, making him four hands, and he's incredibly strong."

"The remaining two are just ordinary people, Kong Kai's lackeys."

This small group is quite well-equipped.

Song Qing silently assessed his opponent's strength in his mind.

Forcing our way in would indeed cause some trouble.

He glanced at the few packets of compressed biscuits on the ground, then took out a dozen more packets from his pocket, making a total of twenty packets, and pushed them in front of the two boys.

"These are yours."

"ah!!"

The two boys screamed and practically pounced on the compressed biscuits, clutching them to their chests.

They thanked Song Qing incoherently.

"Thank you, brother! Thank you, brother! You are like a second parent to us!"

"Brother, please don't hesitate to ask! We'll go through fire and water for you, brothers..."

"Alright."

Song Qing impatiently interrupted their declarations of loyalty.

He had obtained all the information he wanted and had no interest in wasting any more time with these two people.

He turned around and walked straight toward the stairwell.

Behind me, two boys had already started arguing quietly about how to divide the cookies.

Song Qing did not turn around.

To him, these two people were no different from the stones on the roadside.

Song Qing disappeared after leaving classroom 505.

Tricky?

No.

It's excitement.

In his view, the abilities of those three superhumans were not a threat at all, but rather a buffet!

Frozen, corroded metal, and an extra arm.

The power of freezing, this ability to control the elements of nature, has immeasurable potential.

We must get it!

The metal corrosion ability of the man named Zhang Wei ignited his passion even more.

Ye Chen's tortoise-shell villa has alloy steel plates inside its walls.

Conventional methods simply cannot break through it.

But what if one had the ability to rust...?

A cold smile appeared on Song Qing's face.

Ye Chen, what kind of expression will you have then?

I am looking forward.

As for Chen Biao, the four-armed man, he had no interest whatsoever.

Song Qing carefully made her way through the campus, avoiding the white zombies.

Not long after, Song Qing arrived at the cafeteria.

However, the sight around the cafeteria made him stop in his tracks.

In the open space in front of the cafeteria, dozens of white zombies were frozen into ice sculptures.

Some remained in a forward-leaning posture.

Song Qing moved closer and observed carefully.

The ice on the ground did not cover a large area, but rather extended radially from tiny points, instantly freezing the zombies.

Precise and efficient.

That guy named Kong Kai has a pretty good grasp of his superpowers.

This made Song Qing even more excited.

The greater the ability, the more valuable it is to plunder.

Song Qing noticed that the main entrance to the cafeteria was not closed.

Is it a trap? Or just arrogance?

There was no movement inside the cafeteria.

Song Qing no longer hesitated.

In the face of invisibility, no trap is of any use.

Song Qing went inside.

The cafeteria's first-floor lobby was a complete mess.

Tables and chairs were overturned, and dried bloodstains were everywhere on the floor.

Song Qing didn't linger and went straight to the stairs leading to the second floor.

There was no one on the first floor.

So, they're upstairs.

Song Qing walked uphill step by step, without making a sound.

As he stepped onto the second-floor floor, he heard a conversation.

Song Qing walked over