Looking at Tsubasa, who quickly armed himself from head to toe, everyone's expressions changed.
"That guy... How did he pick so fast?"
"Looking at his skilled manner, could he be a military enthusiast?"
"Hey, can you help me pick one too!"
"Bro, let's team up!"
After a brief pause, everyone gathered around Tsubasa, wanting to seek the advice of this military enthusiast to choose suitable weapons.
A certain blond young man named Hayato Hayama frowned at the sight, squeezed into the crowd, and loudly told everyone: "Everyone, time is limited, please don't crowd! Let's not make this student feel uncomfortable!"
Clearly, not many people paid attention to his words. Even though Hayato had good social skills, not everyone present was a student from Class 1-A of Toyogasaki Academy.
Just like Yukino, Hayato was also a new student of Toyogasaki Academy.
But at this moment, Tsubasa had no time to think about why Hayato was attending Toyogasaki Academy; all his attention was focused on preparing for his survival.
Tsubasa gradually grew impatient as he watched the noisy crowd. He raised the Colt Python in his left hand and pointed the muzzle towards the ceiling.
Then—
*BANG!*
"EEEK!"
A deafening gunshot interrupted the crowd.
This sudden turn of events made everyone instinctively flinch. A few timid individuals even let out terrified screams!
"What...what's going on...that guy...he actually fired a gun?!" Kakeru Tobe, standing behind Hayato, trembled all over in shock.
Kakeru stared blankly at the smoking muzzle of the Colt Python in Tsubasa's hand, his legs shaking uncontrollably.
That...that was a real gun!
One careless move, and he could be riddled with holes!
After Tsubasa fired a warning shot, everyone scattered away from him in fear.
"Sorry, I don't want to team up with you guys. I don't trust you all," Tsubasa said, his expression cold.
The mastermind of this Survival Game didn't forbid players from killing each other. The teammates he required for cooperation must, at the very least, understand mutual coordination and be worthy of entrusting one's back to. Unfortunately, at a glance, not a single person met this standard within the entire room.
Hearing Tsubasa's blunt words, everyone's expressions quickly turned ugly.
"Damn it, why is he acting so high and mighty? Does he think he's great?"
"Exactly! Stop showing off! All he knows is how to use a gun, right? We'll figure it out quickly too!"
"Who do you think you are?! I am the son of the chairman of the Yamato Group!"
"What's so great about that... We don't want to be your teammate anyway!"
Tsubasa couldn't be bothered to pay attention to these jeers. He put the Colt Python back under his uniform, and then simply held the AK-105 in his hands. After that, he leaned quietly against the wall and closed his eyes, silently waiting for the Newcomer Protection to end.
Seeing the crowd disperse, Hayato finally found a chance to approach Tsubasa.
"Hello, I am Hayato Hayama. I saw you in the classroom earlier... We should be classmates from the same class."
Tsubasa opened his eyes and looked at Hayato with one eyebrow raised. He said, "Tsubasa Shiraha. What do you want?"
"I want to team up with you!" Hayato gritted his teeth slightly as he said, "If you'll excuse my bluntness...it will be very difficult for you to survive for the next thirty days alone. If the zombie apocalypse mentioned on the screen is real...then all of us will inevitably face monsters like zombies!"
Regarding this matter, Tsubasa was also very clear about it. The main mission of this instance dungeon was survival, the type of this instance dungeon was zombie apocalypse, and the duration was one month.
Therefore, no matter what method was used, as long as they stayed alive for 30 days, the main mission would be complete, and they could safely return to reality. But the question was...would the mastermind be so lenient?
The mastermind had designated the code name of this instance dungeon as Left 4 Dead. And Tsubasa didn't know if it was the same as a game he used to play in his original world... If it was, the difficulty of this mission would definitely become extremely high!
Never mind surviving for 30 days, even surviving one week would be difficult!
Assuming he didn't have his cheat, Tsubasa might have agreed to Hayato's request. After all, clearing Left 4 Dead solo was insanely difficult!
But now, Tsubasa was confident he could survive alone until the 30 days were up!
"You can team up with me, but can you agree to my conditions?" Tsubasa said, his expression calm.
"You go first." Hayato initially tried to take the initiative in the conversation, but soon realized that Tsubasa was exceptionally willful. Having lost the upper hand, he let Tsubasa take the lead in this negotiation.
"First, you must obey my orders at all times. Second, if danger arises, I have the right to abandon anyone in the team who is holding us back. Third, regardless of the circumstances, all resources within the team must be prioritized for selection by me first."
These three conditions were each more difficult to accept than the last. Hayato was barely able to maintain his composure at first. But soon, his expression turned grim.
"Damn it, Hayato, stop bothering with this guy! We can start our own team!"
Hayato himself hadn't said anything yet. But his loyal lackey, Kakeru, couldn't hold it in and spoke up.
The messy-haired young man wearing a headband glared furiously at Tsubasa, his eyes filled with indignation.
In his view, Tsubasa had absolutely no intention of recruiting anyone by setting such harsh conditions!
What exactly was this guy so high-mighty about? Did he think he was amazing just because he knew how to use a gun?
Remembering how his legs went weak from the sound of the gunshot, Kakeru felt both humiliated and indignant.
At that time, there had been quite a few young women from the same school nearby, and they must have seen him embarrassing himself!
He, Kakeru Tobe, had completely lost his dignity!
"..." After a moment of silence, Hayato ultimately chose to leave, saying, "Very well. Goodbye, Shiraha-san."
In his opinion, Tsubasa was far too willful and conceited, practically unable to distinguish between primary and secondary priorities.
In the dangerous zombie apocalypse, what was the most important thing?
Teamwork!
No matter how strong you were alone, could you really face an incoming horde of zombies by yourself?
Only by cooperating could they safely survive these dangerous 30 days!
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Soon, no one lingered around Tsubasa anymore. The people in the classroom formed small groups with their friends or acquaintances.
Even the aloof Utaha found a team of young women she was familiar with.
"It's just zombies, right?"
"We have guns, so why should we be afraid of those things?"
Clutching the heavy firearms in their hands, the students' eyes were filled with excitement, completely devoid of fear.
Suddenly, the synthetic, emotionless voice sounded in their minds.
"Newcomer Protection will soon end. The ten second countdown begins: 10. 9. 8... 3. 2. 1!"
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