110: Chapter 110 Official Reaps the Benefits? Chu Feng: Jiang University Won't Relinquish Power!

Major Zhao raised his hand.

Thirty seconds.

Inside and outside the East Gate of Jiang University, it suddenly went silent.

Two light machine guns were mounted on the roof of the armored vehicle, their dark, hollow muzzles trained on the earthen wall.

The students on the wall had only spears, Molotov cocktails, and a few homemade crossbows in their hands.

Below the wall, a parent held a child, crying until their voice cracked.

"Chu Feng, stop holding on so stubbornly! They have guns!"

Chu Feng did not explain.

He turned to look at Xu Mengmeng.

"The ledger."

Xu Mengmeng immediately held up the registration book she was clutching.

As the wind blew, the pages flipped open with a rustle.

It recorded how much rice and water were consumed daily, who guarded the East Gate, who guarded the West Gate, who killed how many zombies, and who received how many bowls of porridge.

Chu Feng stood on the earthen wall, his voice booming over the loudspeaker.

"On the night of the Red Moon, who stood on the wall?"

"Who hid in the cars?"

The students inside the wall fell silent at first.

Then, someone roared out.

"Senior Chu Feng!"

"Brother Bai!"

"Fang Xiaoxiao!"

"We guarded the gate ourselves!"

Chu Feng asked again: "Who brought back the rice in the cafeteria?"

"We did!"

"Who rescued the wounded in the Library basement?"

"We did!"

Chu Feng pointed at the armored vehicle outside the wall.

"Then what about them?"

"That woman surnamed Shen used the name of rescue to disrupt our deployment, causing dozens more of us to die in the end!"

"If the state still existed, I would be willing to obey. But those standing here now are not the state; they are the mouths behind a piece of paper wanting to devour people."

A thin, small boy's eyes turned red, and he raised his spear and shouted: "They only come now to pick the peaches!"

The second person followed suit.

"We won't surrender power!"

The third person.

"We won't surrender!"

Soon, the entire earthen wall was shouting.

"We won't surrender power!"

"We won't surrender supplies!"

"We won't be cannon fodder!"

Major Zhao's expression darkened.

"You kill zombies to save your own lives, while the soldiers are fighting for the whole city! By what right do you negotiate with the state?"

He put down the loudspeaker.

He waved his right hand down.

"Open fire!"

Da da da!

The two light machine guns fired simultaneously.

Mud and debris exploded on the earthen wall.

Several students were pinned down.

The armored vehicle's engine roared, charging directly at the roadblock of abandoned cars.

Chu Feng roared: "Molotov cocktails!"

A dozen glass bottles were smashed down from the wall.

Boom!

Flames spread along the gasoline, forcing the armored vehicle's front wheels to a halt.

Crossbow bolts, stones, and bricks were thrown out all at once.

The East Gate of Jiang University instantly turned into a battlefield.

A thin, small boy who had just shouted "We won't surrender power!" had his shoulder grazed by a bullet, but he gritted his teeth and continued to pass Molotov cocktails.

The parent held the child and rolled into the mud; the half-bun in the child's hand fell into the blood-stained water.

Lin Yuan cowered behind the crowd, still clutching that iron rod.

He kept his head down, looking as if he had been frightened senseless by the gunfire.

In reality, his Mental Energy had already covered the entire street.

On the sixth floor of the residential building opposite.

Behind the curtains.

A gun barrel slowly extended.

The sniper scope locked onto Chu Feng's chest.

Lin Yuan did not move.

He wanted to see who would save Chu Feng.

Bang!

The moment before the gunshot rang out.

Bai Jingchen stood behind and to the side of Chu Feng.

His little finger moved slightly.

A slip of paper appeared in Chu Feng's hand.

The slip of paper moved without wind.

It transformed into a gray-white mist, covering the residential building in the distance.

The view in the sniper scope instantly turned to static.

Bang!

The bullet missed.

The concrete pillar was shattered.

Fragments flew past Chu Feng's shoulder.

There was a chorus of exclamations inside the wall.

Bai Jingchen whispered: "Building 3, there's a sniper."

Chu Feng did not turn back.

"Got it."

Lin Yuan lowered his eyes.

The paper slips can interfere with vision.

They can also lock onto the line of fire in advance.

This is not an ordinary Superpower.

It's more like a card activation.

Major Zhao lost face when the sniper shot failed.

"Esper team, go!"

Two men walked out from behind the armored vehicle.

One raised his hand.

The steel bars on the abandoned cars were twisted into knots, tearing toward the earthen wall like iron pliers.

The other had fire emerging from his palms; crimson flames sprayed out, directly setting fire to the barricades and desks.

The students were forced back by the heat wave.

The breach in the East Gate was forcibly torn open.

Major Zhao picked up the loudspeaker.

"Chu Feng!"

"If you resist again, it's rebellion!"

"Kneel down now, and I can still leave you a position!"

The sound of a child crying inside the wall rang out.

Xu Mengmeng gripped her crossbow tightly, the back of her hand taut.

Chu Feng jumped off the earthen wall.

"Have I ever knelt to zombies?"

He charged toward the two Espers.

Metal spikes exploded toward him.

Chu Feng dodged to the side and punched the metal spikes, breaking them.

A line of fire swept toward him.

He rolled over, his soles scorched black.

But his injuries hadn't healed.

After fighting for more than ten seconds, blood was already visible at the corner of his mouth.

Ma Chao hid at the base of the wall; seeing Fang Xiaoxiao staring at Lin Yuan, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.

The next round of machine gun fire swept over.

He suddenly slammed into Lin Yuan.

"Newbie, don't block the way!"

Lin Yuan stumbled, throwing himself toward the breach.

Fang Xiaoxiao's expression changed.

"Boss Lin!"

She rushed over and grabbed Lin Yuan by the collar.

At the same second.

A grenade landed near the two of them.

Boom!

Gravel exploded.

Fang Xiaoxiao instinctively shielded Lin Yuan behind her.

In the smoke and dust.

Lin Yuan's toe stepped on a loose brick.

Using the force of the blast, he rolled, hugging Fang Xiaoxiao as he tumbled into the drainage ditch.

Machine gun bullets swept over their previous position.

A row of holes was blasted into the brick wall.

Fang Xiaoxiao lay at the bottom of the ditch, her face covered in dust.

She looked at Lin Yuan.

"How did you roll in here?"

Lin Yuan gasped for air, his voice trembling.

"I... I don't know either."

Fang Xiaoxiao stared at him for a second.

Finally, she only said: "Don't move around."

Not far away, Ma Chao immediately shouted.

"It was him running around!"

"He almost got Xiaoxiao killed!"

"Why keep such a newbie?"

Fang Xiaoxiao looked up at him.

That look made Ma Chao choke on the rest of his sentence.

She didn't expose him.

Now is not the time.

Lin Yuan leaned in the drainage ditch, his fingers still trembling.

But his Mental Energy had already locked onto Bai Jingchen.

Bai Jingchen stood behind Chu Feng.

His little finger twitched again.

A slip of paper suddenly appeared on Chu Feng's back.

The moment it touched, it turned into golden threads and drilled into Chu Feng's body.

Chu Feng's aura surged sharply.

His body temperature rose.

Golden light appeared in his eyes.

He stomped the ground, shattering it, and charged head-on through the line of fire to the fire-type Esper.

The fire-type Esper's expression changed.

"Are you crazy?"

Chu Feng grabbed his wrist.

Snap!

He bent it backward, breaking it.

The next punch slammed into his chest.

The fire-type Esper flew backward, his sternum collapsed, and he stopped moving on the spot.

The Metal-type Ability user roared.

Dozens of metal spikes exploded from behind Chu Feng.

This time, Bai Jingchen personally threw out a paper slip.

The paper slip exploded into fine white light.

The trajectory of the metal spikes shifted by half a foot.

Chu Feng seized the gap and charged into the Metal-type Ability user's embrace.

He pried open the opponent's metal chest armor with his bare hands.

Then he grabbed his head.

Bang!

He smashed it into the armored vehicle's door.

The door dented.

The Metal-type Ability user's body twitched twice and went still.

Two C-rank Espers, both dead.

The official soldiers' gunfire became chaotic.

Some retreated.

Some looked at Major Zhao.

Major Zhao held the loudspeaker, his mouth open, but no sound came out.

The people who had just shouted about rebellion were now the first to panic.

Chu Feng stood among the corpses.

The golden light in his eyes faded away bit by bit.

His face was terrifyingly pale.

Xu Mengmeng rushed over to support him.

Chu Feng waved his hand.

"I'm fine."

He turned and walked toward Bai Jingchen.

The two looked at each other across the flames.

Chu Feng patted Bai Jingchen's shoulder.

Bai Jingchen winced in pain.

He didn't ask about the paper slip.

Nor did he say thank you.

He only whispered: "Don't boost it so hard next time."

Bai Jingchen smiled.

"I'm afraid you'll die."

Lin Yuan sat in the drainage ditch, his face stained with mud.

He watched this scene with calm eyes.

Chu Feng knew.

Chu Feng had always known about Bai Jingchen's power.

He was even helping him cover it up.

Bai Jingchen wasn't just some simple charlatan.

The paper slips were rule-based support cards.

They could view the past.

They could also interfere with vision and strengthen targets.

The new player had finally revealed their cards.

Just then.

Major Zhao suddenly grabbed the walkie-talkie, his voice fierce.

"Jiang University is resisting arrest, armed rebellion!"

"Requesting drone fire support!"

"Repeat!"

"Requesting drone fire support!"

Lin Yuan looked up.

In the distant sky, the low sound of propellers could be heard.

The group from Jiang University clearly had no anti-air capabilities.

And in Bai Jingchen's palm, a fourth paper slip appeared.

There were only two words on the paper slip.

[Lin Yuan]