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A very sticky sound rang out.

The fat man pulled hard, but instead of pulling his right foot up, it felt as if the sole of his foot was welded to the ground.

His face twitched, and defiantly pulled upwards again.

"Sizzle—"

Accompanied by a tearing sound.

The fat man lifted his right foot, but his sneaker was stuck firmly to the floor tiles, the sole almost torn off.

He now stands on one leg, with only one foot dangling in mid-air, wearing a ripped sock.

"Holy crap! What's going on?!"

The fat man lost his balance and lurched forward.

"Don't fall forward!"

With lightning speed, Su Bai grabbed the fat man by the back of his collar, forcefully pulling his 200-pound frame back and tossing him to safety behind him.

The fat man plopped down on the ground, staring dumbfounded at the shoe he had left on the floor tiles.

Su Bai squatted down and poked the floor tile with the handle of the fire axe in his hand.

As soon as the axe handle touched the ground, it was pulled out into a long, crystal-clear thread of viscous fluid.

The viscous substance was incredibly sticky; Su Bai had to use a bit of force to pull the axe handle back.

"What is this? Super glue?" Su Bai looked up at Xia Youwei.

The girl with the ponytail stepped forward, her expression a mixture of smugness and lingering fear.

"This is the masterpiece of several girls from our Fine Arts and Chemical Engineering departments."

She pointed to the area of ​​slime on the ground where the traces were almost invisible.

"Physical attacks aren't enough, so let's make up for it with magic. We girls generally have lower starting strength, so if we really try to fight those monsters with knives, we'll definitely be at a disadvantage."

"So we put all the expired lipsticks, hairspray, resin glue, and rosin that art students use in the dorm into a pot, heated them up, and melted them. We then poured the hot mixture onto the several passageways that you have to walk through to get to the entrance."

The girl with the ponytail pointed to a corner of the hall.

Su Bai and the others followed her finger and felt a chill run down their spines.

In that corner, three Lv.2 mutated rats were stubbornly clinging to it.

The three mice remained in a running posture, their four legs completely embedded in the solidified glue, unable to move.

They were clearly fish that tried to break in last night, but ended up stepping into the trap and starving to death or struggling until they were exhausted.

"This is called the ultimate super-powerful sticky mouse trap."

The girl with the ponytail pushed up her glasses, her tone carrying the pride of a science student.

"Don't even mention rats, even if a mutant dog stepped on it, it wouldn't be able to leave without being skinned alive."

silence.

A deathly silence.

The four men and one woman, members of the get-rich-quick squad, looked at the sticky rat traps on the ground and then at the dead rats that had been stuck to the ground, and felt a chill run down their spines.

"I take back what I just said."

Chen Fei swallowed hard and took half a step back.

"The apocalypse truly doesn't discriminate between men and women. This is even more cruel than if we were chopping people down with an axe."

Zhao Lei nodded in agreement.

If boys rely on skill and recklessness when playing games, then these girls rely entirely on skipping classes and using terrain to their advantage.

Fatty Wang sat on the ground, looking at his lonely shoe with tears welling up in his eyes.

"Hey lady, if you're going to set up a trap, at least put up a sign! These are authentic Air Jordans, are they just going to be ruined like this?"

"Bullshit, the swoosh on the side of your shoes is almost bent into a paperclip, it's clearly an Adidas King for 9.9 yuan with free shipping on Pinduoduo."

Chen Fei exposed him without any mercy.

Xia Youwei stepped forward,

He was still holding the meat saw in his hand, not even glancing at the fat man.

"Follow me. Step on the places I've stepped on."

She turned around and led the way toward the stairwell.

Su Bai patted the fat man on the shoulder, signaling him to hop on one foot to catch up.

The group carefully followed the safe route that Xia Youwei had taken, as if walking through a minefield.

As Su Bai passed the stairwell, he looked up and was once again astonished by the "defenses" of the girls' dormitory.

Above the corner of the staircase, dozens of bottles of pepper spray, hairspray, and insecticide were hanging upside down on the ceiling, covered with duct tape.

Several extremely thin fishing lines are cleverly connected to the press valves of these sprayers, with the other end of the lines extending all the way to the handrail of the stairs.

Furthermore, directly below the spray nozzles, several disassembled windproof lighters were hanging, their flints held tightly together by rubber bands.

As soon as the fishing line is pulled, the grinding wheel will produce sparks.

"This is……"

Su Bai stopped and pointed to the device above his head.

"Hair-twisting flamethrower."

Xia Youwei stopped and explained calmly without turning her head.

"This was designed last night to protect against that Rat King. Whenever a huge monster rushes up the stairs, it will trip and break the main fishing line."

"Dozens of bottles of flammable gas will be sprayed out at the same time, and the lighters below will ignite instantly. This place will turn into a sea of ​​fire."

After listening to Xia Youwei's expressionless explanation, Su Bai felt his eyelids twitch uncontrollably twice.

This isn't a girls' dormitory! This looks like a difficult level in a tower defense game!

If you accidentally touch it, the whole building could be set on fire.

When these women get ruthless, they'll even burn themselves.

Chen Fei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and whispered something in Su Bai's ear.

"Fourth Brother, I now realize that when we were farming monsters one by one through the crack in the door, we were just like honest, hardworking migrant workers. This is what high-tech warfare is all about."

Su Bai ignored him and quickly followed Xia Youwei's pace.

He now has a completely new understanding of this temporarily recruited school beauty teammate. She's not only a ranged high-burst DPS, but also a tactical master who's proficient in traps and demolitions.

The group safely passed through the trap-filled first-floor lobby and arrived at the second floor.

The second-floor corridor was brighter than the first floor, and the window at the end of the corridor was open, allowing a view of the still lush mutant plants outside.

"You'll stay in this room for now."

Xia Youwei pushed open a double door in the middle of the second-floor corridor.

This was originally a communal yoga and dance studio in the girls' dormitory. The space was very spacious, with wooden floors and a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror on the wall.

Most importantly, there are no metal bunk beds or cabinets here that easily harbor dirt and grime, and the view is unobstructed, making it perfect as an initial base for a small team.

"Thanks." Su Bai walked in and looked around.

Several yoga mats were scattered on the wooden floor, which looked fairly clean.

"We've cleaned this room, and we've sealed the gaps in the windows with tape so no bugs can get in." Xia Youwei stood at the door, showing no intention of going in.

She glanced at the exhausted members of Su Bai's team.

"You all rest first. We'll meet here in an hour to discuss the next steps."

After saying that, Xia Youwei turned and left, her ponytail drawing a clean and neat arc in the air.

"Um, that..."

Lin Chacha watched Xia Youwei's retreating figure and suddenly called out softly.

Xia Youwei stopped and turned around.

"Can I...can I go to the girls' dormitory to wash my face?"