Rotting Land: Survive-Chapter 384 - 382: Shuren Architecture College (Part 2)

Chapter 384: Chapter 382: Shuren Architecture College (Part 2)

"Damn it!" Rarely swearing, Wang Zhongyu was somewhat irked by Zhao Huilong’s "fearless" move, but due to the threat of zombies, he restrained his urge to shout: "Hope this guy doesn’t get into any trouble!"

In his mind, he prayed, after all, compared to getting out of the car to stop him, it was clearly more important to stay in the car.

Wang Zhongyu could still tell what mattered most.

Inside the school building, Old Zhao led Yue Guishan and Bi Dahu upward. Given it was summer vacation, the number of "teachers and students" inside was not large, and they almost effortlessly reached the second floor.

"Wait a minute!" Raising his hand to stop Yue and Bi from moving further up, Old Zhao pointed to the floor guide standing at the entrance of the second floor.

His intention was very clear: instead of wandering aimlessly around the floor, it’s better to confirm the target first.

"The administration office..." His finger followed the guide down, and Old Zhao quickly found what he was looking for: "Here it is!"

Although the writing was somewhat faint due to dried bloodstains, the traces still vaguely showed the words "Archive Room."

"What floor is it on?"

Wiping off the print that covered the floor number with force, Old Zhao quietly replied to Yue Guishan: "3F, on the third floor!!"

After confirming the location, the three of them immediately headed up, even though they encountered no resistance along the way. But Zhao Yunhai, having taught for decades, still dared not let his guard down because he was keenly aware that this was a school, a densely populated school, and even though the summer vacation reduced the foot traffic, "a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse."

Moreover, only Wang Zhongyu and Zhao Huilong were guarding the ground level, so he had to find the architectural blueprints as quickly as possible to lessen the "burden" on the two outside.

However, what Zhao Yunhai did not know was that right behind him, just a floor below, a dark figure was secretly following them, closely watching their every move.

On the third floor, Old Zhao and his crew immediately spotted the green door sign marked "Archive Room," which was a room located at the far end of the corridor, tightly closed by a security iron door.

"What do we do? The door is locked!" Yue Guishan asked the first question, and faced with such a question, Zhao Yunhai scratched his head, feeling a bit annoyed: "In this situation, we’ll have to find the key."

Yes, neither Old Zhao nor Yue and Bi had the skill to pick locks or force doors open.

And forcibly breaking in would inevitably cause a zombie uproar, so weighing the pros and cons, looking for the key became the group’s only option.

"Really! Old Zhao, there are so many rooms here; if we search one by one, how long will it take to find it?" Speaking in not-so-fluent Mandarin, Bi Dahu immediately raised his doubts.

"Hmm—" His eyebrows furrowed tightly together, Bi Dahu’s doubts were also Old Zhao’s worries.

Undoubtedly, they clearly didn’t have time to waste on this pointless search, but if they didn’t search for the key, it wouldn’t just magically appear on its own.

So, does it mean they must stop here today?

Obviously, that wasn’t the outcome Old Zhao wanted. Not to mention the fuel they used for this trip, just the anticipation of the brothers at the base made him unable to accept returning empty-handed.

What to do? What should they do?

Scanning the corridor forward and back, Zhao Yunhai quickly thought about where the key might be.

A moment later, he decisively said, "Let’s go to the department chair’s office!"

"Is there a key there?" Seeing the resolute expression on Old Zhao’s face, Yue Guishan asked impulsively.

"I don’t know! Hopefully, there is!" Old Zhao’s answer was quite honest; he really couldn’t determine the origin of the Archive Room key.

However, based on his past experience, such an important item would likely be entrusted to a relatively important person in the college, and the department chair of this floor was undoubtedly the best candidate.

Let’s take a gamble; whether it succeeds or not depends on this time!

With this decision in mind, Zhao Yunhai immediately took action, heading straight for the department chair’s office at the end of the corridor.

As expected, the office door was closed, but luckily, it wasn’t a solid, difficult-to-open security iron door, but a relatively weak wooden door.

Given the urgency of time, Old Zhao couldn’t afford to worry about anything else, so he raised his right foot and stomped down on the door lock.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, a few wood chips burst forth appropriately, and the fragile wooden door immediately fluttered back and forth like flapping wings.

After the wooden door stopped, Old Zhao was the first to enter, and Yue Guishan and Bi Dahu followed closely behind.

The rain outside was still fierce, and the dense raindrops continued to hit the silent campus like a falling bead curtain.

Wang Zhongyu had already gotten out of the car and taken down three groups of "enemies," mostly attracted by his "arrogant behavior" when entering the park.

However, thanks to the protection of the Jeep Wrangler and the help of the summer vacation, Wang Zhongyu, though alone, easily dealt with the incoming enemies.

"Hope everything goes well for Old Zhao and the others!" He prayed sincerely in his heart once again, and when Wang Zhongyu looked up, a few more curious beasts emerged from the rain curtain.

Without another word, Wang Zhongyu tapped the car roof twice, then rolled up the car window leaving just a small crack. This was a method he had just thought of.

He planned to use this crack to slowly take out the zombies coming to surround the car one by one.

Sure enough, attracted by his tapping, three zombies staggered over.

The beasts seemed very excited, unhesitatingly charging at Wang Zhongyu sitting in the car.

But the brainless creatures didn’t understand; even though their prey was so close, it was still blocked by an "invisible wall" they could neither see nor touch.

The knife slid through the crack, precisely stabbing the beasts’ skulls, and they immediately fell to the ground like limp sausages.

Then, Wang Zhongyu continued to deal with the remaining two zombies in the same way.

After completing all this, "Wang Zhongyu," who had a habit of fooling around, didn’t forget to give himself a victory gesture, as a fair evaluation of his newfound method of enemy extermination.

But having done the killings, Wang Zhongyu still got out of the car to dispose of the corpses, for he didn’t know when Old Zhao and the others would come down. If he allowed these bodies to stack near the car, it might cause a blockade issue later.

Having disposed of the dead bodies, Wang Zhongyu instinctively glanced at the school building behind him, only to see a familiar figure hastily "running" out from inside... (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)