78: Chapter 78 Does examining a wound really require this much time?

Outside the Ston School cafeteria, the cold wind curled into the corridor, carrying the scent of blood.

Lin Yuan stopped in his tracks.

Xia Qingqiu looked at him.

Qin Yumo also looked up, her eyes still brimming with excitement.

Tang Qiqi hugged her baseball bat and whispered, "That crazy, long-legged sister?"

"Manager Lin... can you hear me?"

Su Xiaonuan's voice came abruptly through the earpiece.

Originally, due to the distance, the signal from Tiangong No. 1 could not reach this far.

Lin Yuan acknowledged.

"Just received a set of authorization codes."

"Temporary access to the military independent communication network has been opened."

Lin Yuan's gaze paused for a second.

This move by Jiang Xiaowan was too abnormal.

A normal person asking for help would raise the price, make threats, and hold onto their bargaining chips until the very last second.

Jiang Xiaowan did not.

She handed over her trump card first.

Then waited for him to decide whether to save her or not.

That bastard.

Lin Yuan could almost guess how Jiang Xiaowan was cursing him in her heart.

But she specifically chose a method he could accept.

No extortion.

No appealing to sentiment.

Sacrifice value first.

Then gamble on his judgment.

Lin Yuan chuckled.

"Jiang Xiaowan."

"You know me so well. You'd better not let me find out that you are also a reincarnator."

"Otherwise, I will personally strip your skin and bones."

Xia Qingqiu didn't understand.

Tang Qiqi shrank her neck.

She always felt that when the Great Demon King smiled, it was more ominous than a zombie.

Lin Yuan pressed the earpiece.

"Tank, Shadow."

"Stay for half a day as planned."

Tank replied, "Understood, Boss."

Shadow's voice was very low, "Received."

Lin Yuan looked at Liu Bin and Jiang Hao at the entrance of the cold storage.

Liu Bin was gripping an iron rod, his face covered in sweat.

Jiang Hao stood very straight, his eyes constantly scanning the doors, windows, and the corridor.

"Whether the school survives depends on you two."

Liu Bin's throat moved, but he didn't speak.

Jiang Hao nodded.

"I will take roll call every two hours."

"Fever, blackened wounds, graying whites of the eyes—lock them in the equipment room separately."

Lin Yuan glanced at him.

Smart people save trouble.

Before leaving, Lin Yuan stopped at the entrance of the Sports Stadium.

Zhou Zihao was still lying on the ground.

Seeing Xia Qingqiu, he immediately crawled halfway up.

"Qingqiu..."

"Save me..."

Xia Qingqiu's footsteps stopped.

She pushed up her glasses with her middle finger.

Behind the lenses, there was still a struggle in her eyes.

But she didn't speak.

Lin Yuan looked at Zhou Zihao, his tone flat.

"Shadow."

"Clean it up."

Shadow stood in the shadows.

"Understood."

Zhou Zihao's body stiffened.

"Qingqiu!"

"Xia Qingqiu!"

"You can't—"

Xia Qingqiu turned and got into the car.

Zhou Zihao's outstretched fingers were half an inch away from touching the car door when Shadow's boot stepped on the back of his hand.

The car door closed.

The sound was cut off.

The black george patton rushed out of Ston School.

A short, sharp scream came from the direction of the Sports Stadium.

Xia Qingqiu's fingertips trembled, but she did not look back.

Inside the car.

Qin Yumo sat in the passenger seat.

Her tactical bandages were still stained with black blood.

She leaned against the seat, her breathing steady, like a freshly sharpened blade.

Tang Qiqi sat in the back row, hugging her baseball bat.

"This magical girl has finally completed a mission today."

She muttered to herself, but her eyes kept staring at Qin Yumo's thigh and shoulder.

Xia Qingqiu sat on the other side.

Her knees still hurt, and she gripped the armrest with her fingers.

Lin Yuan opened the offline map.

Large areas had already turned gray.

The city network was cut off, and the navigation stopped updating.

But Lin Yuan didn't need it.

Pressing down on the steering wheel, the george patton turned directly into the side road.

After Jiangcheng fell in his previous life, he remembered which roads would be blocked, which alleys had zombie hordes, and which overpasses would collapse.

The city area had already changed.

The glass of the pharmacy nearby was shattered all over the ground.

Shelves were overturned, and boxes of fever medication were trampled into the blood.

Several cars had rear-ended each other in the middle of the road, and the airbags had deployed.

Someone in the driver's seat had only half a face left, still secured by the seatbelt.

The george patton did not slow down.

The front bumper rammed a white sedan aside.

Boom!

The car body rolled into a fruit shop.

Watermelons exploded, and black blood mixed with the red pulp.

Xia Qingqiu's face turned pale.

When she came, she was still thinking about saving as many people as she could.

Now she finally saw.

After Captain Han Xue's squad retreated, the gunshots and sirens had attracted all the zombie hordes.

The density of this block had surged significantly compared to when they arrived.

On the second floor of a convenience store.

Four or five survivors were crowded in front of the window.

A man was waving a white towel.

"Help!"

"Stop the car!"

A woman was crying while holding a child.

A dozen zombies downstairs were ramming the rolling shutter door.

Tang Qiqi subconsciously looked at Lin Yuan.

Xia Qingqiu's lips moved.

But she didn't make a sound.

Lin Yuan didn't even glance their way.

He didn't let up on the accelerator.

The george patton drove straight past.

Behind the car, the cries for help grew fainter.

Xia Qingqiu was silent for a long time.

"What if they were your people?"

Lin Yuan looked ahead.

"My people wouldn't stand at a window waiting for others to save them."

Xia Qingqiu lowered her head.

This sentence was very cold.

And very true.

If you want to save people, you must first give them the ability to survive.

Otherwise, it's just postponing their death date.

The george patton turned the corner.

Heavy gunfire came from the distance.

Tang Qiqi leaned against the window.

"It's that Judy Rabbit!"

A few streets away.

Captain Han Xue's two police jeeps were surrounded by a horde of zombies.

The police lights on the roof were still flashing.

The red and blue lights flickered in the fog, like a piece of glowing meat.

Hundreds of ordinary zombies surrounded the convoy.

Captain Han Xue stood by the car, holding a gun with both hands, retreating while firing.

Her police uniform had been stained black with blood.

An injured police officer was dragged by the leg by a zombie.

"Captain Han! Don't worry about me!"

Captain Han Xue gritted her teeth and fired.

Bang!

The zombie's head exploded.

But the gunfire attracted more gray-white figures.

Lin Yuan only watched for three seconds.

The gunfire was still ringing.

The horde was still pouring into that street.

Charging in now wouldn't save anyone; it would only send them into the meat grinder.

He turned the steering wheel.

The george patton took a detour.

Xia Qingqiu's fingers twitched, but in the end, she said nothing.

The commercial back street was very narrow.

The rolling shutter doors of the shops on both sides were half-open, and it was too dark inside to see clearly.

The george patton had just rushed past the outer wall of a shopping mall.

The glass above suddenly exploded.

A dark blue-black shadow pounced down.

Bang!

The car roof sank suddenly.

Sharp claws scraped across the blast-proof steel plate, making a harsh sound.

Tang Qiqi's scalp tingled.

"There's a dog on the roof!"

Xia Qingqiu's face turned white.

Qin Yumo's eyes lit up.

She didn't look back.

"Master, I'll go handle it."

Lin Yuan nodded.

Qin Yumo opened the sunroof.

She flipped her body and went directly onto the roof.

The wind blew into the car, bringing in a fishy, foul smell.

Tang Qiqi immediately hugged the baseball bat tightly.

"Sister Yumo, be careful!"

On the roof.

The D-rank Elite Zombie was on all fours, its figure like a skinned hound.

Its sharp claws gripped the steel plate, its mouth split open, and black blood dripped onto the car window.

Qin Yumo grabbed the luggage rack with one hand and kicked its head with the other foot.

Bang!

The Elite Zombie's head tilted, and half of its face collapsed.

But it didn't fall off.

Instead, it used the force to flip to the other side, its claws sweeping horizontally.

Qin Yumo leaned back to dodge, her knees bracing against the roof, and she slid half a meter along the car body.

The next second, she grabbed the zombie's hind leg.

A twist.

Snap!

The bone broke.

The Elite Zombie roared, its neck twisted at a weird angle, and it bit back at Qin Yumo's arm.

Qin Yumo raised her hand and clamped its jaw.

She exerted force with both arms.

Crack!

The neck was twisted and broken.

Tang Qiqi just let out a sigh of relief.

Lin Yuan's voice came from the driver's seat.

"It's not dead."

On the roof.

The broken-necked Elite Zombie suddenly twitched.

Its chest cavity suddenly swelled up.

Its sharp claws popped out one last time.

Ssh!

The outside of Qin Yumo's thigh was slashed open.

Fresh blood splattered onto the edge of the car window.

Tang Qiqi's eyes turned red instantly.

"Sister Yumo!"

Qin Yumo frowned.

She grabbed the zombie's head with one hand and slammed it hard against the edge of the roof.

Bang!

Bang!

The third time.

The skull cracked.

A white crystal core rolled out along with black blood.

Qin Yumo kicked the corpse away.

On the road behind, black blood exploded.

She grabbed the crystal core and flipped back into the car through the sunroof.

Fresh blood dripped down her tactical pants.

Lin Yuan said coldly, "Let me see the wound."

Qin Yumo did not hesitate.

She rested her leg by the seat.

Lin Yuan controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and tore open the damaged fabric with the other.

The tear widened.

The wound was deep, and the muscles were tense.

His fingers pressed over the edge of the wound, confirming there was no black line spreading.

No zombie toxin.

Just a laceration.

Qin Yumo's body tensed.

But she didn't dodge.

"A small injury."

"Doesn't affect combat."

Lin Yuan looked up.

"Next time, smash the head first."

Qin Yumo's eyes shone brighter.

"Understood, Master."

In the back row.

Tang Qiqi's eyes were still red, her fingers clutching the baseball bat tightly.

But seeing Lin Yuan's hand hadn't been pulled back, she couldn't help but sourly remark.

"Does checking a wound really take that long..."

Xia Qingqiu forced herself to look away.

She felt she shouldn't be looking.

But she couldn't help but feel that the relationships in this car had completely broken away from the rules of the old world.

Lin Yuan took a hemostatic bandage from his space and threw it to Tang Qiqi.

"Bandage it."

Tang Qiqi was stunned for a moment.

"Me?"

"Aren't you the one shouting 'Go, go'?"

Tang Qiqi immediately sat up straight.

"This magical girl is a part-time healer!"

She pounced over, still muttering.

"Sister Yumo, don't move."

"I bandage more gently than the Great Demon King."

Lin Yuan continued driving.

The fog ahead was getting thicker.

Su Xiaonuan's voice came from the earpiece.

"Manager Lin, Jiang Xiaowan's coordinates have been stationary at the same location for over five minutes; it's impossible to determine if she is still alive..."