Looking at Tsubasa, who quickly armed himself from head to toe, everyone's expressions changed.
"This 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.
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 him feel uncomfortable!"
Clearly, not many people paid attention to his words. Although 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 surviving.
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!
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"W-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!
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Everyone scattered, distancing themselves from Tsubasa with fear.
"Sorry, I don't want to team up with you guys. I don't trust you all," said Tsubasa, his expression cold.
The mastermind of this Death 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. He leaned quietly against the wall and his eyes slightly narrowed, 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 Shiraha. What do you want?" Tsubasa raised an eyebrow slightly as he stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar blond young man.
"I want to team up with you!" Hayato gritted his teeth slightly, saying, "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!"
This point, 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 codename of this instance dungeon as Left 4 Dead. 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 hadn't activated his cheat, Tsubasa might have agreed to Hayato's request. After all, solo clearing Left 4 Dead was insanely difficult.
But now, he 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?" said Tsubasa, his expression calm.
"You go first," said Hayato. He tried to seize the initiative in the conversation but realized that Tsubasa was exceptionally willful. He could only give in and 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 gradually turned grim.
"Damn it, Hayato, stop bothering with this guy! We can start our own team!"
Hayato himself hadn't said anything yet. However, 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 Kakeru's 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. "Very well, goodbye, Shiraha-san."
In Hayato's 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 echoed in their minds.
«Newcomer Protection period is about to end. The ten second countdown begins: 10. 9. 8... 3. 2. 1!»
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