RNP Chapter 63 The Beginning of Chaos on Campus
Chapter 63 The Beginning of Chaos on Campus
"It seems that thing has made its nest here."
Jiang Ming withdrew his gaze, his body pressed tightly against the school bus, without making any unnecessary movements.
After circling a dozen times, the Swiftwind Ironfeather Eagle landed back on top of the stone pillar.
It folded its wings, which were as strong as cast steel, and its sharp beak scraped against the concrete column, leaving a trail of sparks.
They showed absolutely no intention of leaving.
"It used this as a hunting ground."
As Zhao Yanzhi spoke, he tightened his grip on the composite bow.
"This road leading to the school gate is now useless."
Jiang Ming made his judgment.
This level 12 elite monster not only blocked the exit, but was also like a Damocles' sword hanging over everyone's heads.
Any moving living thing is a target as long as it is within its detection range.
"Let's go back."
Jiang Ming braced himself against the ground and, using the abandoned vehicles as cover, crouched low and retreated.
The heavy full-body armor of the Silver Knight, under his precise control, did not produce the slightest metallic clang.
Zhao Yanzhi was taken aback.
"Aren't you going to think about how to get rid of it?"
"I don't have the ability to handle it."
Jiang Ming didn't turn his head, his figure quickly disappearing into the shadows.
"You're just going to give that bird an extra meal. Why don't you try your bow and arrow to see if you can pierce its iron feathers?"
Zhao Yanzhi was speechless, gritted his teeth, and turned to follow after gritting his teeth as he glanced one last time at the several mutilated corpses in the distance.
……
Downstairs in the girls' dormitory building.
The once quiet square has now become bustling with noise.
Because the main gate was blocked by that terrifying giant eagle, the students who originally tried to leave the school were forced to turn back.
And the girls' dormitory happens to be located on the only route one can take to leave school and explore the outside world.
This place became the only way to survive, and also a "transportation hub" where people gathered.
"Make way! Don't block the way!"
"Hurry up! What are you all doing standing around here?! If you don't go out and find something to eat, I need to go out and find something to eat too!"
The crowd pushed and shoved, cursing.
Negative emotions are like a highly contagious virus, spreading across everyone's face.
But as the group of shaken refugees passed the open space below the girls' dormitory, everyone slowed down in unison.
A rich, smoky aroma, thick with the scent of grease and caramel, was brazenly filling their nostrils.
That's the smell of meat.
On the second day of this journey, the smell was still very appealing.
In the center of the open space, several bonfires were burning brightly.
Wang Yang, arms bare, revealing his muscular physique, was wielding his exaggerated, blazing battle axe, chopping the last few huge pieces of venison into smaller chunks.
Beside him, Li Bin was directing several ordinary-looking girls as they set up a makeshift smoked meat rack.
The dozen or so archery club members that Zhao Yanzhi left behind were currently scattered around the area, busy with their tasks.
Students passing by would inevitably stop in their tracks.
"Gurgle..."
The sounds of swallowing saliva rose and fell.
Dozens of eyes were fixed on the sizzling, oily chunks of meat in the firelight. The pupils, which were originally filled with fear, gradually turned green with a kind of "greed".
"Why should I...?"
In the crowd, a boy wearing black-rimmed glasses stopped in his tracks, his voice hoarse.
"Where did they get the meat?"
"It looks like that deer's..."
"Who cares? Let him share some with us!"
"Yes, everyone who sees it gets a share, so please share some with us!"
"Give us some!"
"..."
This feeling is like a spark falling into a haystack.
The crowd that was originally in a hurry to go out began to gather at the edge of the square, and instead of leaving immediately, they formed a semi-encirclement.
"Hey bro!"
A tall, Black international student walked out of the crowd.
He was holding a solid wooden leg that had been removed from a chair, with some black bloodstains still on it.
"This meat smells delicious!"
The Black exchange student licked his chapped lips, his gaze passing over a male member of the archery club who was working, and staring intently at the fattest deer leg hanging on the shelf.
"We're the ones who hit them."
The boy paused, his hand holding the fruit knife, and replied with displeasure.
"What are you looking at? Get out of here, this isn't a relief center."
"Don't say that."
The Black international student took two steps forward, and several of his fellow international students followed suit.
"In your country's parlance, we're all classmates, and it's so dangerous outside right now, shouldn't we help each other out?"
"We don't want much."
The Black international student held up one finger and pointed at the deer leg.
"Just give us that one, and we'll leave, okay?"
This is not a discussion at all.
This is a test.
He's gambling.
I'm betting that this group of people, who look well-equipped, won't dare to kill their "classmate" in full view of everyone.
Once this opening is made, those dozens of hungry wolves of students will swarm in and tear everything to shreds.
On the balcony on the second floor.
Xu Shishi and Su Xiaoxiao were leaning on the railing, watching the standoff below.
"How could they...do this?"
Su Xiaoxiao's grip on the railing tightened.
These people, who did nothing, demanded to take the best parts of the prey that Jiang Ming and his team had fought so hard to hunt.
"Because they were hungry, and they thought we were easy to bully."
Xu Shishi's voice was cold.
Having experienced Deputy Director Liu's betrayal, she saw through the rules of this collapsing world much earlier than Su Xiaoxiao.
downstairs.
Wang Yang stopped chopping the meat.
He raised his head, a ferocious smile spreading across his blood-stained face.
"Helping each other?"
He raised the blazing battle axe, the residual heat on the blade distorting the air.
"I'd be happy to 'help' crack your head open with this axe. Want to give it a try?"
The menacing aura emanating from the student made him instinctively take a half-step back.
But when he glanced at the mountain of meat behind Wang Yang, greed ultimately triumphed over fear.
"Who are you trying to scare?"
The Black international student stiffened his neck, raised his voice, and tried to incite those around him.
"You have so much meat, can you even finish it all? You'd rather let it rot than share it with your classmates, do you have no humanity?!"
"Exactly! What's wrong with sharing a little?"
"Let's all grab it! There's no law against crowds!"
The crowd began to stir, and the encirclement was shrinking.
Chaos is about to erupt.
Just then.
A series of heavy footsteps came from the other side of the square.
"Clang, clang, clang."
That was the sound of metal combat boots stepping on the concrete ground.
Dull, powerful, each step felt like it was treading on everyone's hearts.
The crowd dispersed automatically to both sides, like a parted tide.
Jiang Ming walked in.
The silver-white full-body armor was still covered with some dust, and the black iron horse-slaying sword was casually dragged behind him, its tip drawing a streak of sparks on the ground.
He looked at the Black exchange student and the people around him, and said:
"Are you sure you want to do this?"