Chapter 157 First Aid Medicine, Devastating Results

"Yun Feng!"

Qiao Yunge exclaimed, stunned as if struck by lightning, and rushed over in an instant.

The blood drained from her radiant face as she looked at her brother, who was being supported by two cousins, his chest riddled with wounds so deep the bone was visible. Her heart felt as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, making it difficult even to breathe.

"What happened?! Didn't you on the Tenth Floor face the zombie attack last? How could he be injured like this!"

Qiao Yunge's voice trembled with uncontrollable anger, and she grabbed one of the cousins by the collar.

The young man's face was filled with both grief and guilt as he cried out in explanation, "Sister! It's not our fault! It was... it was Brother Yun Feng himself..."

"When the zombie horde was at its fiercest, the defensive pressure on the Tenth Floor was actually the lowest, but Brother Yun Feng said that as the Tenth Floor Leader personally appointed by the Boss, he couldn't hide in the back and do nothing, and he couldn't lose face for the Boss or you!"

Another cousin added, choking back sobs.

"Many people said he was just a connection hire who only became a Leader because of you, his sister..."

"So, he's always been holding a grudge in his heart. Today... today, just to save people, he took the initiative to attack..."

Connection hire...

These three words pierced Qiao Yunge's heart like needles.

She knew, she had always known.

Her brother appeared carefree and heartless on the surface, but deep down, he was more competitive than anyone.

"You idiot!" Qiao Yunge's eyes were red as she scolded the dying Qiao Yunfeng, "Who asked you to prove anything?! I just want you to stay alive! Do you hear me!"

Qiao Yunfeng struggled to open his eyes, his lips pale as paper from excessive blood loss. Looking at his sister's anxious face, he weakly pulled off a smile.

"Sister... I didn't... I didn't embarrass you, did I?"

His voice was as thin as a thread, as if it could snap at any moment.

"I just thought... if I were a little stronger, performed a little better, you would definitely... have a higher status with the Boss... than the other women..."

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Qiao Yunge was both angry and anxious, her eyes red, "Su Ze treats us all equally! He is not that kind of person!"

"Cough, cough..."

Qiao Yunfeng coughed violently, a trickle of black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He had long since injected the zombie serum, so he would not turn into a zombie. It was just that his injuries were too severe.

As if experiencing a final burst of energy, he looked past Qiao Yunge at the man who had remained silent behind her.

"Brother-in-law..."

He used all his remaining strength to call out this title he had never used before.

Everyone present was stunned. Qiao Yunge froze completely.

Qiao Yunfeng's gaze was locked tightly on Su Ze, filled with an unprecedented solemnity and sense of entrustment.

"My sister... she's carefree, sometimes she doesn't think things through, but she... is the best person... from now on... I'll leave her to you..."

"Shut up."

Su Ze walked over nonchalantly, his expression calm as he pushed aside Qiao Yunge, who was blocking his path.

He glanced at the dying Qiao Yunfeng and took out a green potion brimming with the aura of life directly from his backpack.

【emergency revitalization potion】

This was a reward he had just obtained from the treasure hunt settlement. There were ten in total, and one had just refreshed.

"You want to die? It's not that easy."

Su Ze's voice was not loud, but it caused Qiao Yunge, who was crying, to freeze.

She watched blankly as Su Ze cleanly and decisively plunged the needle of the potion into Qiao Yunfeng's neck.

The green liquid was pushed in entirely. The next second, a miracle occurred.

The hideous and terrifying wounds on Qiao Yunfeng's chest began to squirm and heal at a speed visible to the naked eye!

His complexion, which had been as pale as paper, also quickly regained a hint of rosiness.

In just a few seconds, Qiao Yunfeng, who had been struggling to breathe, suddenly coughed and slowly woke up.

He opened his eyes blankly, feeling the power surging back into his body, and was completely bewildered.

"I... I didn't die?"

He subconsciously touched his chest. Although the wounds were still there, they were no longer bleeding, and even the pain had subsided significantly.

"Thank you... thank you, Boss!"

Qiao Yunfeng jolted, his instinct for survival making him blurt it out.

"Pfft." Qiao Yunge, standing beside him, saw his dazed expression and was both angry and amused; she raised her hand and smacked him on the back of the head.

"You brat! Just try acting recklessly like this next time!"

She scolded him, still having traces of tears in the corners of her eyes, but a smile of relief at surviving a disaster appeared on her face, and she then teased him indignantly.

"Also, didn't you just call him brother-in-law quite smoothly earlier?!"

"Uh..." Qiao Yunfeng's old face flushed red, and he scratched his head with an awkward laugh, not daring to respond.

The players around them saw this scene and all revealed knowing smiles, and the atmosphere eased up quite a bit.

Just then, other Leaders like Xu Feng, Wang Meng, and Chen Xueming also arrived on the Fourth Floor, one after another, covered in wounds.

Su Ze was not stingy; he took out a few more emergency revitalization potions and distributed them to those with the most severe injuries, allowing them to temporarily stabilize their conditions.

Once everyone had finished treating their injuries, Su Ze's gaze swept over the group, his voice returning to its previous calmness.

"Report the situation."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere that had just eased instantly became incredibly heavy again.

The surviving Leaders looked at each other, their faces filled with undisguisable grief and heaviness.

Wang Meng was the first to step forward; one of his arms was in a sling, his face was covered in blood and exhaustion, and his voice was hoarse.

"Boss... the First Floor... Zhuang Qianhao, he..."

"I know."

"Yeah... on our Third Floor, although we held it, we lost about 40% of our personnel..."

Following that, the surviving Second Floor Leader, Pang Bai, with all his fat trembling, fell to his knees with a "thud" and wailed loudly.

"Boss! I've let you down! On the Second Floor... I'm the only one left! My brothers... they're all dead!"

"If it weren't for the fact that my fat was thick enough to block the fatal wounds, and even more so, the Boss's methods at the critical moment that made the zombies stop and leave, otherwise... I would have... I would have died too!"

One piece of bad news after another arrived. Wu Hailong on the Fifth Floor, Luo Shengyuan on the Sixth Floor, Tang Jing on the Seventh Floor...

Every floor that each person was responsible for had suffered heavy casualties.

The Ninth Floor, where Chen Xueming led the most technical personnel, although it faced the zombie horde later, still lost nearly a hundred people.

When everyone had finished reporting, a bloody casualty report was placed in front of Su Ze.

The original survivor count of nearly 45,000 had plummeted to less than 30,000 after this night of bloody fighting!

A full 15,000 people had disappeared forever on this night!

Among them, the First Floor, which served as the first line of defense, and the Second Floor, the second line of defense, were almost completely wiped out.

The entire corridor was deathly silent. Everyone could feel that extremely oppressive sorrow.

"Boss." Pang Bai, kneeling on the ground, raised his tear-filled face, his voice filled with dejection and self-denial.

"I... I am no longer fit to be this Leader. The people on the Second Floor are all dead, and I've become a commander with no troops... I request to step down."

He knew that his ability and performance were completely inadequate for this position.

Su Ze looked at him, didn't say much, and just nodded gently. "Granted."

Thus, of the original ten great leaders, Zhuang Qianhao had died in battle, Pang Bai had stepped down, and only eight remained.

Looking at these core subordinates before him, who were disheveled but still had resolute gazes, Su Ze took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Don't look like your parents just died. The newbie protection period is about to end."

"But you cannot have any thoughts of relaxing your vigilance, because the real threat has only just begun."

He scanned the crowd and said, enunciating every word.

"What attacked us this time was not just an ordinary zombie horde."

"Behind them, there are higher-level existences in command. I call them... Zombie Royals."

"And my sudden disappearance for so long this time was precisely because I was set up by them..."