Inside the deep green military tent, it was full of bloodstains.
Under the light of the camp lamp hanging from the tent roof, several pools of blood reflected the light.
Wu Ya, the closest one, had a few splatters of blood on her face and stood stunned in place, as if petrified.
Tian Wang’s plump body trembled crazily like a quail, and his pants gradually became wet.
The entire scene exuded a bizarre, eerie postmodern flavor.
Lu Bai turned around, picked up a bedding, and wiped the bloodstains off the eight-sided Han sword.
Just this small action of bending down made Wu Ya and Ke Jiangni involuntarily step back half a step.
There was no way around it; even though they had seen plenty of mutilated zombies while fleeing for their lives along the way.
But killing people and killing zombies, though the two looked similar in appearance, gave completely different feelings to onlookers.
Ke Jiangni steadied her mind: “This… what should we do now?”
Due to her extreme mental tension, her voice sounded somewhat distorted, but it was still discernible that she was asking how to handle Guo Mi’s corpse.
Even though accidents had occurred all over the settlement, District 7 where they were was still safe for now.
The army had entered with heavy weapons; normally, one heavy machine gun could hold a passage entrance airtight.
Even the most frenzied zombie horde would turn into meat scraps in front of the steel defensive line of 12.7mm bullets.
The chaos would gradually subside, which meant that order still remained.
“It’s okay.”
Lu Bai sheathed the eight-sided Han sword and restored his usual kindly smile: “We just need to leave this tent; no one saw anyway…”
Before he finished speaking, the tent curtain was lifted again by someone.
It was a youth with skin pale to a sickly degree, but upon first sight, everyone found it hard to focus on his refined features.
What was easier to notice was the aura he exuded from within, an ultimate sense of shattering like a jade mountain on the verge of collapse.
He lifted the curtain and stood at the tent entrance, taking in the entire scene inside the tent.
“Looks like I came at a bad time.”
Yet this short sentence was uttered with some effort by the youth.
It was like being caught by a stranger in the middle of handling a murder scene; except for Lu Bai, everyone present felt their hearts race, though it wasn’t someone they had killed.
Lu Bai’s mindset was steady; he pondered for two seconds and said, “No, you came at just the right time.”
“What?” Ke Jiangni glanced back at Lu Bai, not understanding what he meant.
Zheng~
The eight-sided Han sword was unsheathed once again, its tip pointing straight at the pale-skinned youth at the tent entrance.
Lu Bai scolded righteously: “Tell me, why did you kill? Outrageously bold!”
Ke Jiangni: “…”
Wu Ya: “…”
Xiao Xueyin: “…”
Perhaps irritated by Lu Bai’s blatant lie with eyes wide open, a faint blush appeared on Xiao Xueyin’s sickly pale face.
“You don’t need to do this; I’m not here for you. The person I originally wanted was her.”
Xiao Xueyin pointed at the corpse behind Lu Bai that had been sliced in half, then added: “Too bad I’m late; having you join us is also a…”
The word “way” hadn’t yet left his mouth when Lu Bai had already moved.
The eight-sided Han sword thrust straight ahead, dodged by Xiao Xueyin bending his body.
Lu Bai was somewhat surprised at the opponent’s swift reaction, then promptly raised his right leg knee, slamming toward Xiao Xueyin who hadn’t straightened up yet.
But this attack still didn’t work.
Xiao Xueyin had at some point crossed his hands in front of his body.
Peng!
The muffled collision sound made one’s teeth ache.
Xiao Xueyin’s legs left the ground, flipping backward two somersaults in the air; it looked flashy but was actually maximally dissipating the impact force of Lu Bai’s knee strike.
The movement from the collision immediately attracted nearby residents, with quite a few starting to look toward this side.
Realizing this, Lu Bai didn’t continue attacking.
Part of the reason for stopping was also that the opponent wasn’t as frail as he appeared.
After all, aside from not activating [Blood Rage], his two consecutive attacks hadn’t held back.
“I can forgive you for attacking me; I can tell your skill is good.”
Xiao Xueyin moved his arms a bit: “So, last chance: do you want to join us?”
Us?
Lu Bai noticed the opponent’s wording and silently sheathed the eight-sided Han sword in his hand: “If I join, what do I need to do?”
“Just like what you did earlier, take out the other death fighters.”
The explosion head youth with multicolored dyed hair suddenly jumped down from atop a tent; before he spoke, Lu Bai hadn’t even noticed there was someone on the tent roof.
Behind Xiao Xueyin, one boy and one girl emerged from the crowd, and Lu Bai shifted his gaze from the explosion head.
The young people in gray hooded sweatshirts pushed the hood back casually and shrugged: “Don’t look at me; I was dragged in temporarily too.”
“That’s how it is; our team already has four people, plus you makes five.”
Xiao Xueyin’s attitude felt somewhat sincere.
Or rather, under the boost of his unique aura, whatever he said seemed to have considerable credibility.
“Hey hey! I haven’t agreed yet? Weren’t we supposed to find a pretty big sister as the last teammate?”
The speaker was a girl with several lip piercings; even with heavy makeup, it was obvious she wasn’t very old, around sixteen or seventeen.
“The pretty big sister is already dead.” Xiao Xueyin simply pacified her.
Liu Yue stuck out her tongue to lick her lip piercings and rudely eyed Lu Bai: “Hey, I like bad boys; how bad are you?”
Lu Bai was silent for a moment, then said: “I have multiple organ failure.”
At these words, it was the turn of the others present to fall silent.
“Hahaha!”
Liu Yue laughed so hard she doubled over, without any ladylike demeanor: “That’s hilarious; okay, him it is, I like this kind.”
The explosion head and hoodie man exchanged a glance, increasingly feeling this group had no future.
“So I’m considered joined now? No need to align particle sizes or anything?” Lu Bai raised an eyebrow.
Xiao Xueyin let out a long breath.
“Anyway, we’ve barely reached an agreement now, right?”
With that, he proactively revealed an ability he had mastered.
[Drow Group (Silver): All other team members besides himself receive 20% physical quality enhancement; team limit is five people.]