"Young man! You call yourself educated? Where's your decency?!" The grandfather glared at the college student, shielding his sobbing grandson.
Chaos erupted. The elevator became a pressure cooker of frayed nerves—couples argued, strangers shoved. None noticed the digital display flickering to **Floor 9**.
The doors parted.
Li Xiaofeng stood there, a nightmare in rotting flesh. Red eyes glowed. Drool pooled at his feet.
*Surprise.*
A bloodcurdling scream tore through the elevator. The college student acted first—shoving his girlfriend straight into the zombie's arms.
"WANG XU, YOU BASTARD!!" she wailed, her summer dress brushing Li Xiaofeng's decayed skin. No hesitation. His jaws clamped her neck.
*Crunch.*
Blood sprayed. The others stampeded past, trampling morality under survival's boot.
**[Ding! Host infected 1 human. Evolution Points +10!]**
Li Xiaofeng dropped the unconscious woman, now a twitching biohazard. *Let's see how fast the virus works.*
Minutes later, she rose—pale, veined, eyes hollow. But when he growled, expecting obedience, she shambled away.
*What the hell?!*
**[Ding! Host tier insufficient. Command authority locked.]**
**[Secondary infections grant no points. Upgrade required.]**
Li Xiaofeng's raspy snarl echoed. *All that scheming for ten measly points?!*
He lurched toward the stairwell, plotting.
*But once I level up…*
A gurgling laugh escaped him—a sound like rats in a coffin.