Chapter 110 Undercurrents

Su Ze's figure lingered in the shadows outside the Teaching Building for a moment before he turned and walked toward the Dormitory building.

Just then, his private message channel flickered.

It was Zhou Kai.

[Private Message · Zhou Kai: Boss Su Ze, something happened! Somehow, the fact that you can move freely outside at night has gotten out. A lot of people know now!]

[Private Message · Zhou Kai: The private chats are exploding. Everyone is cursing you, saying you've scavenged all the supplies in the entire school and aren't leaving a way for others to survive!]

Su Ze's pace didn't falter for a second, and his face showed no hint of surprise.

He had expected this day would come sooner or later.

With so many eyes in the Dormitory building, as long as someone observed through their peephole long enough, they were bound to notice something.

All he could do was try to keep a low profile, but it was impossible to remain completely undetected.

To have gone undiscovered until now was already quite a feat.

He checked the Public Channel; the conversation content seemed normal.

Hmph, no one dared to curse him openly.

[Private Message · Su Ze: Got it.]

Those three simple words left Zhou Kai on the other end stunned for a long time.

That's it?

Is the Boss too calm? He's about to become the public enemy of the whole school!

[Private Message · Zhou Kai: Boss, you must be careful! A lot of people harbor great resentment toward you now. I'm afraid they'll unite to target you!]

[Private Message · Su Ze: Just a bunch of rabble, no need to pay them any mind.]

Su Ze truly didn't take these people to heart.

Unless they could gather the vast majority of people to charge and besiege him regardless of life or death.

Otherwise, no matter how many came, they would just be delivery boys.

[Private Message · Su Ze: Just help me keep an eye on Chen Xueming in Dorm 985 on the 9th floor.]

[Private Message · Zhou Kai: Understood!]

Su Ze closed the private chat.

explosives were indeed one of the few things at this stage that could pose a substantial threat to him.

However, as long as he remained vigilant, others wishing to use those things to blow him up was nothing more than a pipe dream.

...

Meanwhile.

7th Floor, Dorm 777.

In the dim room, the atmosphere was oppressive to the extreme.

"Dammit! I was wondering why supplies were so scarce! Turns out that bastard took them all!" a boy punched the wall hard, his face full of anger and resentment.

"Exactly! Before the game officially started, I remember we could find supplies from time to time. Now? Can't even find a single hair! It turns out Su Ze moved everything out while we were locked in our dorms!"

"He's such a piece of work! He eats the meat while the rest of us can't even get a sip of soup! And now he's turning around and selling them to us at high prices to earn our copper coins! So damn black-hearted!"

The boys in the Dormitory were filled with righteous indignation, their curses rising one after another.

Among them, a handsome boy with an outstanding temperament was leaning against the bed, listening without saying a word.

His name was Liang Xing.

Before the apocalypse, he was the Student Union President of Jinghai University and one of the recognized campus heartthrobs.

Coming from a wealthy family and being handsome, he had always been the center of attention at school, accustomed to being flattered and looked up to.

But after the apocalypse descended, everything changed.

The looks, status, position, and wealth he took pride in became worthless in an instant.

While that guy named Su Ze rose like a comet.

Sitting on a mountain of supplies, surrounded by stunning beauties—including the three campus belles and several others who weren't inferior to them at all!

Every single one was a top-tier beauty!

On what basis?

Why should Su Ze get to live the high life with beauties on both arms, while he had to squeeze into this crappy dorm with a bunch of guys, worrying about a single bite of food or a few materials?

The flames of jealousy burned fiercely in his heart.

"No! This cannot be allowed to stand!" Liang Xing suddenly spoke, his voice carrying an unquestionable tone.

The Dormitory fell silent instantly.

The other boys all looked at him. One who had been cursing vigorously just now shrank his neck and advised in a low voice:

"Brother Xing, don't be impulsive... That Su Ze is a freak with a basic combat power as high as 101. He cleared the zombies in the Teaching Building by himself. We can't afford to provoke him!"

"Yeah, Brother Xing, let's just vent our anger with some private cursing. Actually going against him—isn't that just seeking death?"

"Exactly, exactly. That guy is ruthless. Many people saw him kill those who provoked him before without even blinking an eye."

The roommates chimed in to dissuade him; they were truly afraid.

Su Ze's fearsome reputation had long since spread throughout the entire Dormitory building.

However, Liang Xing let out a cold laugh.

"Just us wouldn't be enough, of course."

He scanned his terrified roommates, a flash of contempt in his eyes.

"But what about others?"

"Do you think we're the only ones who find him eyesore? People like Wang Meng and Zhuang Qianhao—do you think they're content to be Su Ze's dogs for the rest of their lives, risking their lives for him?"

"Su Ze is powerful, but even if he can fight ten or a hundred, can he really kill all of us players?"

Liang Xing stood up and paced back and forth in the cramped Dormitory, his voice becoming increasingly impassioned.

"He scavenged the survival supplies that should have belonged to all of us, making life so difficult for everyone! This is a robbery of all survivors! We are fighting for our right to survive!"

"As the saying goes, the law doesn't punish the masses! As long as we can unite enough people, no matter how strong Su Ze is, he'll have to think twice!"

The roommates looked at each other. Although they felt Liang Xing had a point,

the thought of Su Ze's terrifying strength still made their hearts tremble.

"Brother Xing... what if he just kills the few leaders?" a roommate asked worriedly.

"I'm not stupid enough to lead it myself." A calculating smile appeared on Liang Xing's face. "I'm just going to spread the news and light the fire in everyone's hearts."

As the former Student Union President, speech-making was what he was best at.

He really didn't believe it!

There would always be idiots who get hot-headed.

Looking at Liang Xing's face, which was slightly flushed with excitement, the roommates glanced at each other and didn't dare say anything more.

They knew Liang Xing had made up his mind.

In fact, they were also a bit tempted.

What if... they really succeeded in making Su Ze hand over the supplies?

Even if it failed...

They could just push Liang Xing out.

Exchanging glances, they tacitly stopped trying to dissuade him.

Liang Xing ignored them and immediately opened his private message channel, beginning to contact those he believed could be won over.

He didn't directly say he wanted to oppose Su Ze.

Instead, he stood on the side of all players, righteously denouncing Su Ze's 'evil deeds.'

He painted a tragic atmosphere of being oppressed and plundered, skillfully inciting the other party's emotions.

For a time, an undercurrent targeting Su Ze began to surge frantically through private messages among friends and classmates...

In their respective dorms, Wang Meng and Zhuang Qianhao also received private messages from their acquaintances almost simultaneously...