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Zhao Lei's eyes widened. Instead of dodging, he took a bold step forward, the broken broom handle in his hand precisely bracing against the edge of the door frame.

The elite mouse that charged out of the doorway had just broken through when it hadn't even had a chance to unleash its power.

"Smack!"

It stepped into a puddle of thick Blue Moon laundry detergent.

The ferocious sprint speed combined with the slippery ground caused it to lose its balance, its four legs sliding wildly on the ground, slid over crookedly like a bowling ball.

"Bang!"

Its head slammed hard against the door frame that Zhao Lei was holding up, leaving it completely disoriented.

"Now!"

Without Su Hao giving the order, Chen Fei, who had been waiting for the right moment, rushed forward.

With a vicious stab, he plunged the fruit knife into the rat's open mouth!

"Pfft!"

"-25!"

The elite monster's defense is indeed high. This stab would have been an instant kill on a normal rat, but it only took away one-sixth of its health.

The excruciating pain drove the elite rat mad. It violently shook its head, sending Chen Fei, knife and all, flying as they crashed heavily against the corridor wall.

"Third brother!"

"Never mind me! Let's get it!"

Chen Fei winced in pain, but still roared defiantly.

Elite Mouse shook off Chen Fei and was just about to bite Zhao Lei, who was stuck in the doorway.

Above the head.

A stern, dark red afterimage, accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air, crashed down like Mount Tai!

"die!"

Su Hao gripped the Bloodstained Thug Fire Axe tightly with both hands and unleashed a furious leaping slash, the axe blade striking the elite rat precisely on the back of its neck.

"Snap!"

The sound of bones cracking could be clearly heard in the corridor.

The fire axe's armor-piercing property is triggered.

"-85!" (Critical hit!)

The elite rat let out a shrill scream as its massive body was cleaved to the ground by the axe, green blood gushing out instantly.

But this monster is really tough; its health bar still has a sliver of health left!

It struggled desperately, opening its large mouth full of fangs, and bit down on Su Hao's calf.

"You fucking want to bite someone?"

Su Hao's eyes were icy cold, and he didn't even flinch.

He then roughly pressed the axe handle forward, using the weight of the axe itself to firmly trap the rat's neck.

Then, with a cold heart, he raised his right foot, his sneaker-clad heel aimed at the rat's scarlet eyes, and stomped down hard!

"Pfft."

"-15!" (Fatal hit!)

The elite mouse convulsed violently twice and then remained completely still.

It dissipated as dense blue light spots.

[Ding! A level 4 berserk mutated rat has been defeated, despite being significantly stronger than the target.]

Experience points gained: +80.

"One!"

Panting heavily, Su Hao pulled out the fire axe without even glancing at the debris on the ground.

Because the remaining two elite mice had already slid over from the laundry room, stepping on the laundry detergent!

"Keep using the gate! Fatty, stop flashing the lights!"

There were no unnecessary words, no pity for the beautiful.

This was a completely mechanical and bloody data clash.

Using the narrow terrain and the slowing effect of the laundry detergent, the four of them slowly whittled down three elite monsters that would have easily wiped them out in open areas, killing them in front of the door frame.

As the last elite rat turned into blue light under Su Hao's axe.

The entire corridor fell silent once more.

"Huff... huff... huff..."

The four men collapsed onto the floor, panting heavily.

Everyone was splattered with a disgusting green slime and a foul stench. Zhao Lei had two deep, bone-revealing gashes on his arm, from which blood was seeping out weakly.

[System notification: Your teammate Zhao Lei's health has dropped to 60% and he has been afflicted with the "Moderate Bleeding" status.]

"Boss, you need to take your medicine right away."

Su Hao stood up, leaning on his axe, and looked at Zhao Lei with concern.

"The medicine ran out a long time ago."

Zhao Lei gave a bitter laugh, tore off the hem of his shirt, and roughly wrapped it tightly around the wound.

"It's okay, I won't die. As long as your health bar isn't instantly depleted, you can slowly tank it in this game."

Su Hao frowned.

The lack of a means of communication within the team remains a fatal vulnerability.

He turned his head and gave Lin Chacha, who was still huddled on the washing machine, a cold look.

At this moment, Lin Chacha was staring in shock at the four blood-covered boys at the door.

She recognized them.

Normally in class, these boys are the kind of inconspicuous, even somewhat loser-like figures.

Especially Su Hao, who always sleeps in the back row during class.

But just now, they were cold-blooded and swiftly killed the three monsters that had almost killed her.

He didn't waste a single word the entire time, and didn't even glance at her twice.

Are these the same guys she knows who would willingly buy her breakfast if she just acted cute?

"Um... Su Hao... thank you..."

Lin Chacha swallowed hard and carefully climbed down from the washing machine.

She deliberately straightened her torn skirt to make her long, slender, white legs more visible, then said in a pitiful, high-pitched voice:

"If it weren't for you, Chacha would be dead here today... Chacha is so scared..."

As she spoke, she skillfully took two steps forward, seemingly wanting to lean into the arms of Fatty Wang, who was closest to her.

Normally, Fatty Wang would be so happy he'd practically snot bubble from his nose.

But now.

"Hey! Don't come any closer!"

Fatty Wang jumped back a large step in disgust, avoiding her as if she were a plague.

"You're covered in laundry detergent suds, don't rub them on me! My clothes were just stained with blood from catching a rat, and if you rub against them, they'll be covered in paste!"

Lin Chacha froze on the spot.

A rare look of bewilderment and surprise flashed across that delicate face.

This script is wrong!

After a hero saves a damsel in distress, shouldn't the boy gently take off his coat and put it on her, then comfort her softly?

What is this fatso complaining about?!

"Stop with your act."

Su Hao walked over carrying a fire axe, coldly interrupting her awkward performance.

He didn't even glance at Lin Chacha's alluring figure, but instead focused on carefully searching the ground for the loot dropped by the elite monster.

"We're not here to rescue you. We just cleared out the monsters while the system gave us a quest."

As Su Hao picked up the few source energy coins from the ground, he said realistically:

"The place is all clear now, and the door isn't even locked. You can walk back by yourself."

"Don't follow us. We're risking our lives here; we can't handle a screaming burden like this."

Heartless.

reality.

This is the survival rule in a post-apocalyptic game.

Upon hearing this, Lin Chacha's tears truly fell; she wasn't faking it.

She looked at the indifferent Su Hao, then at Zhao Lei and Chen Fei who were silently touching the corpse beside her, and a strong sense of panic suddenly surged in her heart.

She knew that if she left these boys now, she wouldn't survive more than ten minutes in this dark dormitory building.

"I...I'm not a burden!"

Lin Chacha bit her lip, as if she had made a major decision.

Looking at Zhao Lei, who was injured and bleeding, she suddenly shouted:

"I...I've awakened a talent! I can stop his bleeding!"