Inside the activity center, a group of people finally walked out.
John led his foreign soldiers, using bayonets to clear the way in front. Whenever zombies approached, they would constantly stab with bayonets, killing one zombie after another.
The whole time they didn't need to fire their guns, which ensured safety while not attracting large numbers of zombies.
Smith's group walked behind John's, watching with nervousness and some pride.
The zombies they previously couldn't deal with without firing guns seemed like paper tigers in front of these soldiers. Thinking that these formidable warriors belonged to their homeland, they felt proud.
Xiao Tian followed in the team. Surrounded by her classmates, over a hundred people.
But they didn't give her a sense of security. When only Smith and the others were present, the large number of students could barely resist. But now with the soldiers' reinforcement, they saw no hope.
Many students even started crying while walking.
After all they were just children. They should still be under their parents' care. No one expected an apocalypse to reduce them to their current state.
Now the only thing they could pray for was that the people in the new settlement wouldn't be too harsh on them.
The troops kept sneaking until the edge of the school without encountering too many zombies, to everyone's relief.
Seeing the dorm building ahead, John knew Xiao Fan and the others were waiting around the bend.
He turned back and told Smith: "After the bend ahead, we'll leave the school. Vehicles are waiting there. Everyone hurry."
Smith's group walked even faster, not caring about the students.
No one knew how many vehicles there were. Arriving late and unable to get on would be terrible.
When they turned the corner and saw the sight ahead, everyone was dumbfounded.
In front of them, dozens of fully armed warriors were staring coldly at them.
Those dark muzzles were definitely not toys.
Smith looked back in shock at calm John, sensing trouble.
"Mr. John, what's going on?"
"Nothing's going on. I'm just following my commander's orders."
"Your commander? It's... the Eastern Federation's people?"
"Yes."
Even a fool like Smith now realized something was wrong. He angrily said, "John, you betrayed your homeland!"
"Congratulations on getting it right. But I didn't betray anyone, because the commander is my only loyalty. Anything else means nothing."
Xiao Fan coldly interjected, "No need to waste words with him. These people oppressed our students. In troubled times, there are rules. I don't need to explain anything to anyone. Now I pronounce the death penalty on these people!"
Before Xiao Fan finished speaking, the Red Alert soldiers raised their guns, ready to execute Smith's group on the spot.
"You dare!"
Smith suddenly tore open his clothes, revealing the explosives wrapped around his body.
"Heh heh! Don't think I'm not prepared. Since leaving the gym, I made contingencies in case this happened. You should know, there are two mutant zombies in this school!"
Xiao Fan glanced at Smith and signaled his men to stop: "Oh? What mutant zombies?"
Seeing the explosives threat worked, Smith immediately regained spirit: "You don't know yet? Male zombies can mutate into tall, strong zombies. That's stage one mutation. Then the skin hardens. That's stage two. Finally, the skin becomes like steel armor. That's stage three, also called armored zombies."
"Females also have three stages. First they can run at near human speed. Then faster than humans in stage two. Finally in stage three they can jump and climb with great agility. That's called agile zombies."
"There's an armored zombie and agile zombie in this school. Their power isn't something ordinary people can deal with. Guns won't work because they're always surrounded by a horde. If I detonate this, they'll come. Then you'll all die!"
Xiao Fan nodded: "Good point. Thanks for the valuable info. As reward, after we kill you we'll feed you to the zombies!"
He waved his hand. All Red Alert soldiers simultaneously laid down aiming their guns.
Including Xiao Fan, everyone moved in unison. Guns roared!
And Smith wasn't slow. Sensing unavoidable death, his first move was to detonate the explosives.
Including himself, all the foreign teachers died from either the blast or gunshots.
Yet Xiao Fan's men, all lying prone, suffered not one casualty!
As for the students behind, John's men kept them around the corner, completely unharmed.
Disregarding the smoke, Xiao Fan rushed into the student formation, immediately spotting his sister Xiao Tian.
"Xiao Tian!"
"Brother!"
Xiao Tian could hardly believe her eyes. She rushed into Xiao Fan's arms.
"Brother! How did you get here? Am I dreaming?"
"It's not a dream. We'll talk about this later. Were you hurt at all?"
"No, I wasn't hurt at all!" Xiao Tian shook her head left and right, crying now.
With no time to reminisce, seeing she was unhurt lifted a weight off Xiao Fan's chest. Glancing at the radar map, he saw many red dots converging toward them.
"No time left. All students come with me. John, split the rest into two teams of vanguard and rearguard to ensure the students' safe withdrawal!"
"Understood! Mission success guaranteed!"
The Red Alert troops immediately divided, half rushing ahead with the students. Just crossing the street ahead would return them to the zoo's territory.
That area was now cleared for safety.
The other half swiftly formed defenses while retreating slowly to cover the escaping students.
And behind them swarmed a horde of zombies!
Leading them was a mass of female zombies!

ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.