Although Lu Huaqing was angered by her threatening words, he did not lose his composure. Instead, he pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Miss Zhao is truly remarkable. But I'm still curious, how did you obtain such an ability?"
"Does Mr. Lu watch wuxia novels?" she explained earnestly, "My boyfriend is the heir to a martial arts family. I've only learned a bit of it."
Lu Huaqing: "..."
Chong Yan: "..."
Lu Huaqing didn't believe her, but he couldn't find a better explanation.
As for Chong Yan, he was more bewildered than anyone. Looking at Zhuo Lin's serious expression, he began to doubt if he had forgotten something, like perhaps he was indeed the heir to a martial arts family as she claimed.
"I see. You two are truly fortunate. Not only do you possess such formidable combat power, but you've now awakened supernatural abilities. I doubt anyone in the world can match you. Wouldn't you want to make a grand contribution in this world and achieve your ambitions?"
"What ambitions?" Chong Yan pondered for a moment, then said, "Oh, right. Since I'm so powerful now, can I apply for early marriage? I'm still more than two years away from twenty-two. It's such a long wait."
Lu Huaqing: "..."
Chong Yan seemed to have discovered a new world and peppered him with questions, "When General Zhen arrives, we'll talk to him about it. Look, you're almost twenty. You can get married at twenty, but I have to wait two more years. And if you have to wait with me, when will we be able to get married and have children? No, I have to talk to him about it. I'll ask him to issue us a marriage certificate privately. What do you think?"
"I don't think that's a good idea," Zhuo Lin pinched his cheek. "If you want to get married, you can do it now. The civil affairs bureau is gone, so no one cares how old you are when you get married."
"That's true." But he was still insistent, "But a marriage certificate is proof. We must have one."
"We can make one ourselves."
"No, it has to be officially issued to be meaningful," he nodded decisively. "I want him to help us issue one privately."
"And then we'll need to find a password lock to keep it safe?"
"That makes sense!"
"What sense does that make? You just come up with things as you go."
"When have I ever? I'm just trying to secure our future..."
Lu Huaqing suddenly felt like a dog.
A single dog being force-fed dog food.
The less than two-kilometer journey, no matter how bad the road, took only a few minutes.
The school gate ahead was enclosed by a fence. There were no zombies in sight. The entire H University was as silent as a haunted house. Apart from the messy environment, it was as if everyone was on vacation.
But they dared not let their guard down.
Especially when someone got out of the car to move the fence, there was a sudden commotion from inside the guardhouse. A few people cautiously approached, and a zombie with a blood-stained face and grotesque features suddenly appeared inside, startling them.
The car drove over, and Lu Huaqing looked out the window, "Is something there?"
"A zombie, probably one of the school's former security guards. It was trapped inside. Leader, how should we handle this?"
"Let it out and kill it. We have to deal with it sooner or later."
If they were here to find something, they would have left it trapped inside. But they were going to live here, so it had to be dealt with.
"Alright."
Someone kicked open the door of the guardhouse. A group of zombies, their bodies covered in black blood and starting to rot, immediately crawled out. The people in front raised their guns and fired, blowing off their heads.
The gunshots shattered the initial tranquility of the place.
They walked a short distance inside when zombies began to emerge from somewhere. Most of them looked like young people, clearly former students of this school. Their bodies were twisted, some so rotted that their bones were visible, and maggots crawled on them, making them look disgusting and terrifying.
Knowing that only headshots could kill them, these people did not hesitate. They sat in their vehicles, moving much faster than the zombies swarming from all directions. As the monsters chased them from behind, they fired from the cars.
Zhou Chuan was wrong about one thing: these monsters were not afraid of them at all, nor would they be driven to the gate as he had said. They used themselves as bait to lure the zombies away.
But no matter what, the outcome was the same.
A continuous barrage of gunfire echoed as the two machine guns on the vehicles made it incredibly efficient and convenient to mow down these zombies, though it did consume quite a bit of ammunition.
Someone reminded them, "Conserve your bullets. We won't have cover soon."
Their weapons were already limited. Heavy ordnance like bombs and rocket launchers were unsuitable for this location. If they ran out of bullets now, they would be at a significant disadvantage during the cleanup without proper weapons.
At this reminder, those people calmed down. No matter how persistently the zombies chased them, they no longer fired indiscriminately. If any of them managed to pounce, they would use wooden clubs or similar objects to push them away.
To draw as many of them as possible, the drivers honked their horns incessantly. More and more zombies followed them, but in terms of sheer numbers, these monsters could have easily overwhelmed them.
The ability users, targeting their prey with their powers, also killed quite a few, but compared to the vast horde, it was a mere drop in the ocean.
Sixteen minutes after entering the university, a large group of zombies appeared in front of them. After crushing through them, their vehicles were forced to a halt. Everyone grabbed their weapons and prepared for battle.
These zombies now possessed almost no consciousness. Their only instinct was to attack living beings, to bite and feed on their flesh and blood. Their movements were not agile, even sluggish, making them easy targets for these well-trained soldiers.
The ability users hid in the vehicles, taking potshots. Their powers were influenced by many factors, and their own stamina would be severely depleted after using them, so they dared not dismount.
Unless they were powerful ability users like Lu Huaqing.
Chong Yan, fearless, wielded his long sword. Though they often found each other irritating, with Zhuo Lin present, they cooperated quite well.
He moved like he was slicing watermelons. His chaotic swordsmanship looked like a child playing with a wooden stick, yet with a casual flick of his wrist, he could kill several zombies. The others even dared not approach him for fear of being accidentally injured by the long sword.
Zhuo Lin barely made a move, only intervening to help when someone was in danger. Draining the water from the zombies' bodies could not kill them, but it made their movements more stiff, making it easier for others to dispatch them.
They fought and retreated all the way, luring hundreds of zombies, most of whom they killed. The rest were successfully led towards the main gate.