Daily life in Zongman

He quickly looked down at his ankle, only to see a terrifying scarlet claw grabbing his foot and trying to claw it down.

Being scratched by a zombie means death.

Ji Zhu's pupils contracted rapidly and his brain went blank. In extreme fear, he subconsciously wanted to pull out his captured leg and get away from the zombie on the ground with only half of its body left.

But this action is the worst reaction.

The zombie's claws could easily take advantage of his exertion and leave marks on his ankles.

"Duo,"

A crisp, clear voice echoed, and Jizhu instinctively took several steps back. He watched the captain, who had already severed the zombie's arm, preventing its claws from injuring him, and watched her blow the zombie's head off again. He sat down on the ground, gasping for breath to calm his pounding heart.

“Always watch your step.”

Busujima Saeko spoke calmly as she warned her team members. She then carefully checked the zombies on the ground to ensure they were all dead, and coordinated with long-range fire support to clear out all nearby zombies.

Behind her, Jizhu took deep breaths to calm himself down. When he recovered, he threw the shotgun to Zhongbang, picked up a spear and joined the cleanup.

Over the course of the morning, the exploration team explored one-fifth of the distance to the city center along the main road, rescuing dozens of survivors from surrounding residential buildings in the suburbs. Many more chose to remain in their homes, distrusting the students, especially since they were armed with guns, which intimidated them even more.

Before their stored food was eaten up and their lives were no longer in danger, more survivors chose to hide and wait for official rescue.

As the exploration team passed through the cleared streets, Futaba Rio arranged a fifty-man support team to follow. Composed primarily of brave and strong men, they donned protective gear and followed the exploration team, collecting supplies from surrounding houses and continuously transporting the most important food and weapons back to the base.

If they encounter some scattered zombies that are not dead yet, they can call each other and take care of them together.

Behind them stood a cleanup team of a hundred people. Donning disposable protective suits, masks, goggles, and other protective gear, they were responsible for cremating the zombie corpses on the ground to prevent plagues or other disasters.

The remaining personnel stayed at the base and prepared lunch, responsible for supporting further exploration in the afternoon.

With overall coordination, the 200-person survivor base operated at full capacity, just enough to keep up with the advancing exploration team.

Futaba plans to wait until there are more people in the subsequent base before trying to add a new exploration team. At this stage, one team is enough.

As the sun neared its zenith, Busujima Saeko checked the team's status. Finding everyone exhausted, she announced, "We'll return to the academy, rest after lunch, and continue exploring for a while at three in the afternoon."

"Yes!"

Yoshitake, Hidenori and others responded in unison, without saying that they were actually dying.

Busujima Saeko walked in front and led the team back. She walked briskly and did not feel tired. This level of exercise was just a warm-up for her.

She noticed some situation ahead on the return journey. It seemed that the logistics team collecting supplies had a dispute with a group of survivors. She hurried over and put some distance between herself and the members of the exploration team behind her.

Behind her, Yoshitake and others noticed that Busujima Saeko was moving away, and suddenly she staggered and no longer cared about her image.

Two days ago, they were all just students, not athletes. Most of them were ordinary people sitting in the classroom studying.

After two explorations yesterday and gradually adapting to killing zombies, the difficulty increased dramatically today, and they fought all morning. This was a bit overwhelming for them, but they didn't complain or say they couldn't join the exploration in the afternoon.

Yoshitake, Hidenori and the others were all feeling angry as they watched Busujima Saeko walking away with an upright posture. They didn't want to be outdone by a girl!

Zhongbang came to Jizhu and looked at his legs: "Jizhu, are you okay?"

Ji Zhu was stabbing the ground with his spear, supporting himself as he slowly walked back. When he heard the question, he replied, "Don't worry, if I turn into a zombie, I'll definitely bite you first."

"Hey, hey, I care about you!"

"I just saw you having a great time shooting with a shotgun."

"Ah, shotguns are really cool, they spray a huge area, so cool!"

"So you have to be careful too, don't get caught like I almost did."

Zhongbang gave a thumbs up and smiled brightly: "It's okay, with the big sister of Poison Island here, nothing will happen."

Xiu Ze also used the spear to support himself, and walked back while complaining: "Isn't the title of Big Sister a bit inappropriate? She is neither evil nor ugly, on the contrary, she is handsome and beautiful."

Zhongbang thought for a moment: "But it's not right for us to call her Dokujima-senpai like everyone else. We are the same age and grade, and calling her Dokujima-san is disrespectful."

"You're right."

Yoshitake looked at the two of them and said, "I say, why don't you just call me Captain Dokushima? It's simple and direct, and it has a cool feeling."

Xiu Ze adjusted his glasses and said, "This is good. I agree."

Zhongbang nodded: "I agree."

Hirano Toda, who was not far away, came over and said, "I agree too!"

Everyone recognizes Saeko Busujima. After all, she is a captain who leads the charge at the front and can save your life at critical moments. No matter how you look at it, she is so handsome.

They didn't want to admit that they couldn't explore in the afternoon. That was a childish unwillingness to admit defeat. However, it didn't affect their recognition of Busujima Saeko's strength and captain status, and they admired her from the bottom of their hearts.

Everyone noticed that Captain Busujima in the distance had drawn his wooden sword and pointed it at the group of entangled survivors. They straightened their bodies and hurried over, ready to help.

However, when they arrived, Busujima Saeko had already dealt with the situation, and the group of entangled survivors left and went to the nearby houses to collect supplies on their own.

Saeko Busujima looked at the logistics team and warned them, "Greedy people like us who want to give us supplies can be directly expelled. In this apocalyptic world, Fujiwara-kun is extremely kind by allowing us to clear the zombies in Bedzhu City and not prohibiting other survivors from collecting supplies in safe areas."

"We must obey orders and not send more supplies on our own initiative. That would not only violate orders, but also be extremely foolish. Once there's a problem, there will be a problem again. These greedy people will only go further after taking advantage. The best thing to do is to expel them and be vigilant. If they make any small moves, they will be punished immediately."

The support team were all from the same school, and their responses varied, but the general message was, "Got it, Busujima-senpai!"

They followed behind in the morning and saw Busujima Saeko leading the team and fighting at the front. They were already impressed in their hearts.

Everyone returned to the base one after another, first checking on each other, and then being arranged by Futaba to sit quietly for an hour, several meters apart, in the playground. After confirming that there were no abnormalities, they entered the cafeteria to eat around 1:00 p.m.

Everyone followed the arrangements without objection. They felt safe and relaxed as they could eat a hot meal in peace in this doomsday without having to worry about someone around them suddenly turning into a zombie.

A red meteor appeared in the distant sky, approaching rapidly and landing at the entrance of the cafeteria.

Some people who had just finished their meals dispersed and bowed to greet him: "Good afternoon, Master Fujiwara."

"Good afternoon, good afternoon~"

After a quick reply, Fujiwara Haru walked into the cafeteria carrying his backpack.

Behind him, the crowd looked at him in admiration for a while before dispersing in groups of three or four.

They discussed with each other: "Master Fujiwara must have gone to another city to rescue people just now, right?"

"That's right. I woke up this morning and saw the latest news on the TV in the dormitory lobby. It was recorded by Mr. Fujiwara and Ms. Futaba and is broadcast on NHK TV in a loop. This program should be recorded in Tokyo and broadcast nationwide."

"It was yesterday afternoon, wasn't it? I didn't see Mr. Fujiwara yesterday afternoon. They must have flown to Tokyo around then. Speaking of which... Mr. Fujiwara is amazing... He must be a new kind of human. I heard that if someone can resist the zombie virus, they can become a new kind of human like Mr. Fujiwara, possessing all sorts of superpowers and being that powerful."

"I wish I could become a new human being."

"Go and try to get infected with the virus."

"Are you taking me for an idiot? You'll die if you try. Among all the people, I only see one new human, Fujiwara-sama."

"Ah~ Speaking of which, Fujiwara-sama is such a strong man, why does he eat the same things as us? If it were me, the first day I awakened my superpowers, I would go out and eat king crab, Australian lobster, bluefin tuna, etc. all by myself."

"Vulgar, if that were me, I would have just…"

They chatted with each other and returned to the dormitory building to rest.

In the cafeteria, Fujiwara Haru took his tray, found a seat and sat down, ready to eat lunch.

Not long after I sat down, I found a purple-haired girl sitting opposite me.

He looked up and asked, "Is there anything wrong, Busujima-senpai?"

Busujima Saeko took a deep breath, sat upright, and asked, "Excuse me, Fujiwara-kun, I have a request."

"Please say."

"After dinner, can you take me to the depths of Bed Master City?"

What to do in the depths?

After thinking for a moment, he realized: "He took action this morning? I mean, he's been helping the team kill zombies?"

"..."

Busujima Saeko was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, I'm sorry I couldn't help it."

"I understand. But I didn't let it out completely, so it's a bit awkward, right?"

Busujima Saeko's breathing quickened: "Yes..."

"No problem, let's go together this afternoon."

“Great~”

Saeko Busujima, who was sitting opposite, licked her lips lightly, her cheeks slightly flushed, and an excited expression appeared on her face.

Fujiwara Haru took a bite of his food, hoping that Busujima-senpai wouldn't sweat so much later. But thinking about it, it seemed unlikely. When she got excited, she completely forgot everything and wouldn't stop until she was exhausted.

Bring her some clothes when you leave later.

[Oh right, black silk, I want to see it. ]

[Okay, I'll bring a pair of 60D black suspender stockings later.]

On the third day after the disaster, Fujiwara Haru reached a critical point. It was not the impact of the disaster, but the habit he developed from a big sister with long ice-blue hair.

Usually at this time, the ice-blue-haired older sister would begin to satisfy her desires, which made Fujiwara Haru develop a habit of doing so for three days and one night. However, in this zombie apocalypse world, the Snow Woman could not help, and there was no one else who could help.

The desires in Fujiwara Haru's heart gradually increased, and the arbitrary hypnosis made him indulge these desires unconsciously, and his behavior became more and more happy.

Although it's a bit bad, it can't be said to be bad.

It’s just that the shackles originally brought about by ethical principles have lost their locks and are no longer restrictive.

The only things that can limit him now are his own kindness, the past, and the agreements he made with some people.

Fujiwara Haru chewed slowly and finished all the food. He would not waste food, nor would he seek special treatment.

But now, he wants to see Busujima-senpai wearing black stockings.

Busujima Saeko waited quietly. She had heard some praise and recognition from her companions that morning, which made her very happy. But if possible, she wanted to hear praise from someone else even more.

She had not forgotten her idea from yesterday, and it was time to put it into practice.

Try to get closer to each other and start by showing your true self in front of him.

The people in the cafeteria gradually finished their meals and left, leaving only two people. Fujiwara Haru looked up after finishing his meal and saw that Busujima-senpai had been looking at him. After noticing her gaze, she smiled back.

Gentle, friendly, with a hint of charm.

The sun gradually set in the west and slowly fell towards the sea. It was afternoon.

Chapter 289: New Vixen ②/Sneaking into the House ②

After lunch, Fujiwara Haru gave the real sword he found to Busujima Saeko, and then gave the coffee beans he found to Futaba Rio.

There were a few gifts in the backpack, which were intended for Kasumigaoka Utaha, the girl sitting in front of me, and others. I put them back in the dormitory for the time being and would ask them to deliver them in the evening.

I came to the logistics warehouse and prepared to take a set of Fujimi Academy girls' uniform and a pair of black silk suspenders.

I saw someone I knew.

"Good afternoon, Shiyu-senpai."

After looking around, I found that only Senior Shiyu was in the warehouse, so I asked to confirm: "Is Senior Shiyu in charge of the warehouse?"

"Well, it seems like there was a misunderstanding because I lived on the sixth floor. When they were asking who was willing to take on the undemanding position of warehouse manager, they all looked at me, and that's why I ended up here."

"It's not really a misunderstanding. Senior Shiyu and I are already good friends."

Kasumigaoka Utaha ruffled her hair: "Ah, I think they might not have misunderstood that we are friends~ Oh, by the way, I didn't explain~ I feel like I can help my junior deal with some minor troubles~"

"Thank you, Shiyu-senpai."

Kasumigaoka Utaha pinched a strand of hair and played with it, "Junior brother, you're not the type to wander around. Are you coming to the warehouse to get some supplies? You can tell me and I'll help you find it."

"I do want to get something, a set of large-sized girls' school uniforms and a pair of suspender black stockings."

Kasumigaoka Utaha paused for a moment, then her long legs wrapped in black stockings began to tremble rapidly, asking: "Junior, do you mean you want a JK uniform and some light, sexy black stockings that increase attack speed?"

“That’s not wrong.”

"If I'm not mistaken, Junior Brother shouldn't be taking it back to wear himself."

"It's definitely not for me. I'm going to give it to Busujima-senpai later."

Hearing that it was for another senior, Kasumigaoka Utaha, who had always played the gentle senior, took a deep breath, suppressed her urge to speak harshly, and tentatively asked with a smile: "So, junior brother, do you want black stockings with flat edges, lace edges, or fishnets to distinguish them from ordinary stockings?"

"Lace, regular style, a little thinner."

Kasumigaoka Utaha stomped her heels hard, stood up and walked to the warehouse shelf, took out a large-size school uniform and a pair of suspender black stockings, and slammed them on the table.

"Junior."