Chapter 83 I need someone, I'm willing to go.

Su Ze's figure vanished into the darkness of the corridor.

The door of Dormitory 404 was gently closed.

As soon as he stepped into the corridor, a stench of blood and rot, thicker than ever before, rushed toward him.

In the corridor, the roars of zombies rose and fell from all directions.

But unlike the previous chaotic and disorganized howling...

Tonight's roars were clearly laced with a more frenzied and excited tone.

Several zombies wandering the fourth floor turned their heads at the sound, their crimson eyes lighting up in the dark.

They were no longer shuffling slowly; instead, they charged forward in a posture nearing a full run!

"Heh—"

A low growl escaped Su Ze's throat.

The zombies that were halfway through their charge froze, tilting their heads as if trying to distinguish something.

Ultimately, they gave up the attack and turned back to continue their aimless wandering.

It worked.

Su Ze felt more confident, but he did not lower his guard.

He noticed that the speed of these zombies was at least twice as fast as yesterday.

If yesterday's zombies were like elderly men taking a stroll...

Then today's were like middle-aged women rushing to a market.

Combined with their never-ending Stamina, the threat to ordinary players had risen by more than just one level.

He didn't waste any time, maintaining his low growl while quickly moving through the corridor toward the stairwell.

At the same time, he opened his private chat interface with Xu Feng.

[Private Chat · Su Ze (landlord): I'm on my way. I don't need you to sacrifice your life; I just want one person...]

...

Meanwhile, on the Eighth Floor, in Dormitory 811.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Heavy and dense impact sounds, like the beating of war drums, hammered ruthlessly against the hearts of everyone in the Dormitory.

That alloy door, which had only recently been upgraded to Level 4, was currently trembling violently.

Several clear dents had already appeared on the door panel.

On the Dormitory panel, the durability value was continuously dropping.

A boy's face was pale, his voice trembling. "This is a Level 4 door! How can this be happening?"

Xu Feng stared intently at the panel, his expression incredibly grave.

"It's only been a few minutes and it's already lost over a dozen durability points. At this rate, our door definitely won't last through the night!"

His words made the already oppressive atmosphere in the Dormitory even more suffocating.

"Brother Feng, God Su... Did God Su reply to you?" a girl in the corner asked with a sob.

This question voiced the thoughts of everyone present.

In their eyes, the only person who could save them now was that god-like man.

Xu Feng took a deep breath.

He was just about to say that he had sent a distress message but hadn't received a reply yet.

Just then, a private chat notification popped up on his panel.

It was Su Ze!

Xu Feng's spirits lifted as he quickly opened it.

His face first showed joy, but immediately after reading the short message, he froze in place.

The expression on his face became extremely complicated.

"Brother Feng? What did God Su say?"

"Did... did he agree to come over?"

"Sigh, looking at Brother Feng's expression, he probably didn't agree. Can he really bear to leave us to die?"

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, everyone anxiously crowded around him.

Xu Feng looked up, scanned the expectant faces of the crowd, and spoke with difficulty.

"Su Ze... he's already on his way."

"That's great!"

"We're saved!"

A cheer like a narrow escape from death instantly erupted in the Dormitory. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, their faces showing wild joy.

No matter what, there was finally hope!

However, Xu Feng's next words were like a bucket of ice water, instantly dousing everyone's enthusiasm.

"...But, he set a condition."

The cheering stopped abruptly.

Everyone fell silent and looked at Xu Feng.

Xu Feng's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice dry.

"He said... he wants one person from our Dormitory."

The entire Dormitory instantly fell into a bizarre, deathly silence.

Wants... one person?

What did that mean?

"Wants a person? Male or female?" a boy asked subconsciously.

As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen gazes simultaneously and uniformly converged on the corner.

They landed on the short-haired girl who had been silently wiping her dagger, the one called "Sister An."

"Could it be... he means Sister An?" someone muttered in a tiny voice.

"Who else could it be besides Sister An?" another boy said with a bitter smile.

"What kind of person is Su Ze? It's not like we don't know his criteria for recruiting tenants—they're all goddess-tier! In our Dormitory, besides Sister An... who else even comes close?"

"But... how would he know about Sister An?"

The boy who had first asked the question was full of confusion and a hint of fear. "Sister An... she basically never leaves the Dormitory door!"

This question was like a stone thrown into a lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves in everyone's hearts.

That's right!

In their Dormitory, it had always been the boys going out to take risks and earn copper coins, while the four girls were responsible for logistics inside the Dormitory, almost never showing their faces.

That Su Ze was far away on the fourth floor.

How did he know about a girl on the Eighth Floor who never went out, and even specifically named her?

And more importantly, how could someone who wasn't very familiar with her know An Lan's true appearance?

One must know that before the apocalypse, during daily classes, An Lan had already "sealed" her own beauty...

Could it be...

Is there a traitor among them?

For a moment, everyone looked at each other, their eyes filled with a hint of suspicion and wariness.

The atmosphere that had just been unified by solidarity instantly became subtle and tense.

"What are you all thinking!" Xu Feng gave a low roar, interrupting the crowd's suspicions.

"A man like Su Ze has much wider information channels than we do. What's so strange about him knowing An Lan? Is now the time to be thinking about this!"

Being roared at like this, everyone finally realized that the biggest crisis right now was the zombies outside the door.

Only, asking them to hand over An Lan...

It felt completely different from when they had previously thought about using An Lan to trade for supplies.

Before, they were the ones taking the initiative; now, they were being passive.

One was a trade, the other was... extortion?

While everyone had different thoughts and didn't know what to do...

The short-haired girl who had been silent all along, An Lan, finally spoke.

She looked up and pushed the heavy black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose.

Under her messy hair, those eyes were calm, without a single ripple.

"I'll go."

Her voice was a bit raspy but exceptionally steady.

"As long as he can save everyone, I'll go."

After saying that, she lowered her head.

She continued to methodically wipe the dagger in her hand with a cloth.

It was as if what she had just said was merely a trivial matter.

Xu Feng's brow furrowed tightly as he stared at her, speaking in a heavy voice.

"An Lan, listen well! The words I, Xu Feng, have spoken always count!"

He took a deep breath, every word carrying weight: "As long as you don't want to go, say the word 'no' right now, and even if we die here, we will never hand you over!"

"I'll reply to him right now and tell him to change the condition, even if it means all of us working for him like beasts of burden!"

However, An Lan just shook her head gently.

"There's no need, Brother Feng."

She stopped her wiping motion and raised those calm eyes to meet Xu Feng's gaze.

"I'm willing."