Rotting Land: Survive

Chapter 957: Chapter 942: Back From the Dead (Part 3)

In the conference room, Old Xu and others were lined up, while Watanabe and others were tied up like a bunch in a corner.

But none of this was the focus; all eyes were fixed on the center of the stage.

"When did he start showing abnormalities?"

"About five minutes before I came to find you."

"What were the specific symptoms?"

"Convulsions, trembling, foam at the mouth. Similar to epilepsy."

After hearing Hua Biao’s report, the wrinkles on Old Xu’s forehead immediately deepened: "It seems this mutation happens very rapidly."

"Yes, Captain, why is this happening? They were normal people when alive, so why would they mutate after being killed?"

To Hua Biao’s question, Old Xu had no answer; after all, he was just a soldier, not a doctor.

Even if a doctor were present, without relevant pathological research, they might not be able to draw a conclusion.

"Not sure, but that’s not important anymore. How are those three guys?"

Hearing himself mentioned, Watanabe glanced over mournfully.

"What can they do, they’re shriveled up like defeated dogs. By the way, Captain, should we deal with this beast..." Hua Biao gestured a throat-slitting motion, indicating to kill Jiang Kou.

"No, tie him up tightly, keep him."

"Keep...keep him!?" Hua Biao thought he had misheard and involuntarily repeated the question.

"Yes, keep him!" Old Xu didn’t explain the reason, but he had already evaluated "Jiang Kou’s value" in his mind.

"What about those three guys?" Hua Biao gestured to the corner.

Old Xu looked over accordingly, sharp glints flashing in his eyes.

Watanabe quickly avoided eye contact, lowering his head, fearing provoking the Demon God.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Old Xu indifferent instructed: "Leave them as is for now."

Although Derek’s plan to use the Japanese students as a path had been vetoed, Old Xu hadn’t abandoned the idea of utilizing the Japanese students.

Knowing that these Japanese brats must be dealt with by Old Xu.

So instead of ending them quickly, keeping them might prove useful later.

"How is the student count? How many?"

"Fifteen female students, seven male students."

"Their status?"

"Not very good. Especially the male students, to be honest, Captain, I doubt they can hold on much longer."

"Let’s go check on them!"

Leaving Lei Tong behind as usual, Old Xu bent over and followed Li Xiaoxin to the male students’ holding place.

Upon opening the door, a stench hit them immediately from inside.

"Those bastards locked the students in here, forcing them to deal with their waste inside."

Old Xu clenched his fists and then walked in again, using moonlight to see, Old Xu could make out seven hunched figures on the ground.

Without bedding or light, Old Xu couldn’t imagine how these students survived such a miserable life for more than half a year.

As Li Xiaoxin said, the students were all skin and bones. If he hadn’t known there were people inside, Old Xu would have really mistaken them for a pile of bones.

"What should we do for them?"

Old Xu glanced at the motionless students again, then gestured for Li Xiaoxin to exit.

After the latter left, Old Xu closed the door again.

"We can’t save these people! Their condition is beyond rescue with our limited supplies."

"So, Captain, you mean..."

"Sigh~" Old Xu gazed up at the sky, letting out a heavy breath: "We can only give up on them."

As a soldier, making such a decision required immense courage.

Old Xu genuinely wanted to help these students, as thinking of the parents and relatives waiting behind them pained him.

But reality was so brutal, he had no food, no medicine, and more critically, escaping the school itself was a problem.

Thus, he had to use their limited resources wisely, and clearly, these male students weren’t within that scope.

Li Xiaoxin raised no objections to his captain’s decision.

Because prior to asking, Li Xiaoxin had already reached the same conclusion as Old Xu.

"How are the girls?"

"Their physical condition is okay, but their mental status..."

Nodding slowly, Old Xu could imagine the psychological changes after the Japanese brats violated them.

This was also a thorny issue because, regardless of difficulty, they’ll need team coordination for a breakout.

If the girls’ emotions are unstable, it could lead to pitfalls.

Old Xu clutched the doorpost, then stood up: "Let’s go back inside and check out the material statistics from Demmi."

In the "living room," Demmi handed the recorded notebook to Old Xu, who scanned it briefly, finding the sparse data disheartening: "Is this all there is?"

Derek nodded weakly: "This is all that’s left. Most of what we brought was consumed by those idiots during their celebrations."

To prevent causing unnecessary worry, Old Xu didn’t show much despair.

Instead, after reviewing the records again, he calmly stated: "According to the figures, we can stretch resources for about two days if we ration."

Derek wasn’t naive; he understood exactly what Old Xu meant by rationing.

But he wasn’t concerned about that; his sole concern was...

"Old Xu, even if we can last two days, it doesn’t solve the actual problem; don’t forget we’re in the midst of zombie territory. If we can’t break out, we’ll starve."

"I know, which is why we must use these two days to come up with an escape plan. That’s it. You’ve worked hard with Demmi all night; go rest now. Oh, also, Demmi, could you please give Lina some medicine and let her know the current situation? But don’t mention anything about her father."

Old Xu intentionally lowered his voice in the final words.

The primary reason for entrusting Demmi to talk to Zhao Lina right then was to prevent outdoor chaos disturbing the girl’s recovery.

Considering the complicated days ahead, it’s better to prepare Zhao Lina now than tell her the truth later.

"Alright, I understand, I’ll go give Lina her medicine now!"

"Xiao De, while you were inventorying supplies, did you find Watanabe’s handheld radio?" Old Xu recalled Derek mentioning the Japanese students had found police equipment.

Derek shook his head: "No, we only went into the storage room. There’s food and medicine there, but the radio is likely in Watanabe’s room."

"Okay, go rest. We’ll handle the rest!"

With that, Old Xu led Hua Biao out of the living room, heading towards Watanabe’s room. (To be continued. If you like this story, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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