Chapter 93 B-Rank Talent [Key Synthesis]

"You guys... aren't joking?"

"That's the Villa Area; all ten buildings are occupied, and some people have guns!"

Sun Hui was also getting anxious, his hand shaking as he pushed up his glasses. "Senior Sister, you have to say something. That place is really no joke; you shouldn't go there!"

Zuo Shi didn't speak, but her gaze swept back and forth across Zhang Wanyue and Shen Qingci's faces.

She wanted to see through these two.

After all, these two... one was the Class Monitor, rational and calm; the other was a famous starlet in the film industry, steady and thorough.

But she couldn't see the slightest hint of fear in either of them.

What exactly was wrong with them?

Weren't they afraid even after hearing about the guns?

Wang Mengmeng, on the other hand, was a bit panicked. "Brother Chen Yu... aren't you afraid of guns?"

Li Mengyao, Deng Yuxin, and the other girls were also somewhat afraid.

After all, the fear of guns is etched into human bones.

No matter what Talent or ability you had, if you didn't wet yourself while staring down a dark barrel, you were considered impressive.

Chen Yu shook his head.

He didn't speak, nor did he explain.

Wang Mengmeng swallowed hard and didn't ask further.

Zuo Shi and the others looked at each other, taking everything in.

The fear was real.

The obedience was also real.

"Wait, don't any of you... have anything to say?"

Zhang Yufeng's lip twitched. "He says go, and you just go?"

He looked at Zhang Wanyue, then at Shen Qingci.

"I mean, Senior Sister, Class Monitor, are you two really going to be this submissive? Those are guns! Even if the Eye of Peace is active and they don't dare to kill, a shot to the leg would still strip you of your combat strength!"

"At that level, they won't be obliterated!"

Zhang Yufeng grew more agitated as he spoke, turning to Chen Yu. "What right do you have to decide for them? Have you even asked if they're willing? If something happens, who will take responsibility?"

Liu Xiaoqian tugged at Zhang Yufeng's sleeve, but he brushed her off.

The others didn't speak, but they didn't stop him either.

*Splash—!*

*Splash—!*

As the waves rhythmically crashed against the shore, Chen Yu slowly stood up... but before he could speak...

Zhang Wanyue was the first to step forward. "We are willing."

Shen Qingci also said calmly, "Junior Yufeng, we can take responsibility for ourselves."

Zhang Yufeng froze. "You guys..."

He had been speaking up for them, but instead, he was left speechless by their rebuttal.

"Thank you for the information."

Chen Yu nodded to the group. "It's time for us to go check the well."

"..."

Liu Ming and the others were completely at a loss for words and could only remain silent.

Zuo Shi suddenly spoke up. "Why don't you go after eating? We have some food we can share. Take a break; it won't make a difference to wait a little longer."

Zhang Yufeng said, "Zuo Shi, you..."

Zuo Shi didn't respond to him, only looking at Chen Yu.

Zhang Yufeng still hadn't caught on. "We've stopped them, we've advised them—what more do you want?"

"We were in the same class, after all."

Zuo Shi waved her hand. "Though we can't help much, we can at least see everyone to the Villa Area. I know a shortcut that winds around the coastal rocks; it's much closer."

To her...

Chen Yu's group was too abnormal.

Normal survivors should be avoiding the villas.

Even if they had some strength, they should still hesitate.

But what about them? From start to finish, they were just "reckless," leaving everyone baffled.

Either they were stupid, or they were extremely confident.

Giving them a lift wouldn't take much effort, but if they actually succeeded, things would be very different.

"That shortcut really is closer."

Liu Ming also chimed in. "We took it the day before yesterday when we were scouting the coast..."

Zhang Yufeng frowned. Since both Zuo Shi and the car owner had spoken, he naturally stopped talking.

There was only a trace of helplessness left on his face.

He had a vague, inexplicable admiration for both Senior Sister Shen and the Class Monitor.

Though he knew he wasn't good enough for them.

But he couldn't just stand by and watch them go to their deaths... "Sure, then thank you."

Chen Yu chuckled and led the group, following Zuo Shi and her companions to a patch of flat sand.

This was the shady side of a large rock, shielded from the sea breeze and the sun.

Zuo Shi practicedly pulled a tablecloth from her backpack, shook it out, and spread it on the sand.

"Sit down, don't mind the simple setup."

Liu Ming chuckled and began pulling items from his backpack space.

First was a whole pack of biscuits, then three chicken sausages, followed by a large bag of mixed dried fruit—raisins, cranberries, and mangoes all mixed together.

There were also two cans of dace with salted black beans, three tins of luncheon meat, and four bags of marinated eggs.

Zuo Shi was also quite generous, taking out a fair amount of food.

Sun Hui pulled out a pack of bottled water. "There's plenty of water; we're not short on that."

As the car owner, Liu Ming rubbed his hands together sheepishly. "Right, right, as long as you don't think it's too little."

Wang Mengmeng's eyes lit up. "Too little? You guys are living quite well!"

Liu Ming waved his hand. "It's alright, it's alright. My Talent is B-Rank [Key Synthesis]. It's not very useful in most scenarios, but I've been doing well in the Living Area."

Liu Ming couldn't help but feel a bit of pride as he said this.

After all, a resource-oriented Talent like this was hard to come by.

"Oh~"

Wang Mengmeng realized. "No wonder you're the leader; it's because you can pick locks!"

Liu Ming: "..."

Only then did Chen Yu understand why they planned to stay in the Living Area long-term.

Indeed, compared to the terrifying survival missions, the B-Rank Talent [Key Synthesis] allowed one to thrive in the Living Area, accumulating more resources to prepare for future disasters.

"Class Monitor, take out some of our food as well."

Chen Yu gave the instruction in a casual tone.

Liu Ming and the others reflexively sat up a bit straighter, their gazes falling on Zhang Wanyue.

They thought to themselves that while Chen Yu's team was indeed in good condition, resources weren't something that could be conjured out of thin air just by having high spirits.

After all, not every team had a resource channel like [Key Synthesis].

Zhang Yufeng was even more displeased. Why did the Class Monitor follow his orders?

Zhang Wanyue simply nodded and casually pulled a large pot from the Public Backpack. Inside were four bright red Boston Lobsters, neatly arranged.

Even the sea breeze couldn't mask that fresh, sweet, and overpowering aroma.

The eyes of Liu Ming, Sun Hui, Miao Yin, Zuo Shi, and the others went wide.

Zhang Wanyue reached in again and brought out a large basin of stir-fried crayfish, all uniform in size.

"?"

Then came boxes of beef jerky, luncheon meat, German sausages... the soda crackers, chicken sausages, and dace with black beans already on the tablecloth suddenly looked exceptionally plain.

"Uh..."

Liu Ming swallowed. "This... what kind of lobsters are these? Boston?"

"Don't tell me you guys... also have a lock-picking Talent? No..."

Liu Ming suddenly felt that even a lock-picking Talent couldn't get its hands on a boston lobster of this caliber!

This was simply unbelievable!

"Traded for them,"

Chen Yu broke off a claw and handed it to him. "Don't be shy, help yourself..."

These classmates were different from Zhang Longqi and the others.

First, they hadn't joined his vehicle, so there were no core conflicts.

Second, although they tried to stop him from going to the villas, it was out of goodwill.

Since they weren't stingy with their food...

Chen Yu naturally wouldn't be stingy either.

In any case, his supplies were already overflowing; the whole carload of people couldn't possibly finish them all.