John Wang's POV
March 17th, 2025 — 9:32 PM
Longwan University — Linbei Campus, West Courtyard
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The wounded clumped together near the ruined trucks. The half-useful ones hovered near the barricades, trying not to make eye contact with the guards or with me. I didn't blame them. Fear was smarter than bravery most days.
I crouched low against the rusted truck, keeping my voice low. Only Mu Qinglan, Shen Yifei, and Zhou Xue were close enough to hear me.
The rest of the courtyard didn't matter yet.
"We're going after Liang Mei," I said, voice flat. "Where is she?."
Zhou Xue's eyes brightened as she spoke. "The north-lab block... that's where the ones who cannot fight are lingering."
"I see..."
Mu Qinglan nodded once, with no hesitation, while Shen Yifei's fingers twitched against her spear. I noticed that Zhou Xue, still looked pale and bloodied, she sucked in a shallow breath but didn't argue.
"Just the four of us?" Qinglan asked.
