WMSR – QT Chapter 99

 

WMSR – QT Chapter 99

By

siofra

Chapter 99: The Senior of the Apocalypse

Having escaped the campus crawling with zombies, the scene outside opened up considerably. Although the desolate streets were devoid of human life, roamed only by staggering zombies, the conditions were still vastly superior to the nightmare on campus.

Xiao Yi surveyed his surroundings, tightened his grip on his wooden club, and marched toward the supermarket nearest to the university.

Qi Yuanyuan stood bewildered for a brief second before hastily keeping pace with the figure ahead, harboring zero intention of separating from him.

Half an hour later, when Xiao Yi and Qi Yuanyuan arrived at the entrance of the supermarket, they encountered the open square out front strewn with countless shopping carts in utter disarray. Most carts were completely empty; the few that still held scattered items contained only non-essential daily commodities, while ration foods were nowhere to be seen.

Gazing upon this scene, Xiao Yi understood in his heart that he was likely too late.

Xiao Yi and Qi Yuanyuan stepped inside this once-familiar supermarket, greeted by a chaotic spectacle of absolute pillaging. Unexpectedly, the concentration of zombies inside was minimal; most infected creatures encountered were pinned beneath collapsed storage shelves, rendering them immobile. Clearly, these zombies had been cleared out by earlier waves of survivors plundering for survival supplies.

Without waiting for Xiao Yi's instructions, Qi Yuanyuan proactively scoured the food aisles. A short while later, she returned looking ready to burst into tears, cradling a single bag of instant noodles that had been trampled open, along with a few minuscule snacks missed by previous scavengers.

Xiao Yi stared at Qi Yuanyuan's meager haul in silence. Ultimately, after supplementing their packs with a few useful daily necessities from the store, they departed with the remaining "food" Qi Yuanyuan had salvaged, intending to scout other locations.

However, as they stepped out of the supermarket, a flash of light suddenly caught their eye from a building across the street. Before they could react, an ecstatic shout echoed out: "Qi Yuanyuan! It's Qi Yuanyuan!"

Xiao Yi and Qi Yuanyuan raised their heads in astonishment, only to find several faces squeezed against an upper-floor window that looked unexpectedly familiar. Upon recognizing those faces, Xiao Yi's entire body tensed instantly—those were Ling Mengchen's teammates! Since they were all gathered here, did that mean... could it mean...

That speculation—that overwhelming relief of surviving a calamity—made Xiao Yi's heart pound with unprecedented intensity.

Author's Note:Sobbing, please don't be mad, the update is here! Sending kisses, hugs, and high-fives to all the little angels waiting for updates~Also wishing everyone a Happy Mid-Autumn Festival~ There will be another chapter tonight, but given that I don't know how late I'll end up updating, please don't stay up waiting. It's better to check it when you wake up tomorrow~

Calling out across a street populated by active zombies was clearly an unwise decision. Before the sound could draw a crowd of infected creatures, the teammates upstairs signaled for Xiao Yi and Qi Yuanyuan to hurry inside and come upstairs.

Upon ascending, Xiao Yi and Qi Yuanyuan were ushered into the apartment where the group was sheltering, and both were instantly stunned—for no other reason than a corner of the room stacked high with ration foods and drinking water. Yet while Qi Yuanyuan's eyes sparkled at the sight of those supplies, Xiao Yi snapped back to reality first. His gaze swept across the room, darkening by the second—he couldn't find the single figure he yearned to see most.

Just as Xiao Yi was about to ask directly, the teammates proved even more anxious than they were. One guy immediately shook Qi Yuanyuan out of her daze, asking frantically: "Where's Mengchen? Did Mengchen come out with you guys?"

That anxious interrogation felt as though a heavy boot had slammed onto Xiao Yi's heart—which had just soared into the clouds—plunging it into an endless abyss. Xiao Yi squeezed his eyes shut, unable to suppress his grief. He knew that the stroke of luck he had dared to hope for was merely wishful thinking. The person he wanted to see most was not here.

Jolted awake by the student's frantic questioning, Qi Yuanyuan looked at her boyfriend's closest friends, whose faces were contorted with worry, and burst into tears: "When I noticed the zombies, I went to find Mengchen, but the male dormitory building was already crawling with them! Wuwu, I hid on campus for days before escaping—the whole school is completely overrun by zombies now!"

Though Qi Yuanyuan refrained from stating it outright, the male dorms had been infested with zombies when the outbreak began, days had passed, and the entire campus was now overrun. What fate had befallen Ling Mengchen was painfully obvious—not to mention that right before the zombies appeared, Ling Mengchen had taken a fall on the basketball court and injured his foot.

In an instant, everyone in the room sank into deep, agonizing grief...

Bai Yichen remained completely unaware of how deeply his former teammates mourned his presumed death—and even less aware that the person suffering the most profound agony over his passing was someone the original Ling Mengchen had never once noticed.

He remained isolated inside his apartment, while the world outside deteriorated further as the apocalypse progressed. Though the city had devolved into total chaos with cell signals dead, municipal water and electricity had at least remained operational. Yet one week later, the entire city's nightscape abruptly plunged into pitch darkness...

Another week passed. Bai Yichen turned the tap, only to find that not a single drop of water flowed out. The city had descended into an absolute state of water and power outages.

Bai Yichen had taken the precaution of stockpiling abundant ration foods and drinking water, filling every available bucket and container—even filling the bathtub to the brim. But not everyone sheltering indoors possessed his foresight.

The impending depletion of food had already been agonizing enough, but the sudden cutoff of water and electricity served as a crushing blow. Survivors who had originally planned to hide indoors were forcibly driven out into the open under these dire circumstances.

Continuing to hide no longer served a purpose; with water and electricity cut and food supplies exhausted, remaining indoors meant starving to death. Stepping outside—no matter how horrifying the world had become—at least offered a faint glimmer of survival.