This instance greatly restricted the possibility of breaking the character setting.
Unless he planned to be alone.
But the problem was, facing zombies alone basically meant there was no possibility of survival.
And looking out from the glass door, there were zombies gnawing on corpses on the street, and there were also zombies tearing at people who didn’t escape in time.
It looked extremely terrifying.
Screams occasionally echoed, chilling the hearts of those who heard them.
Ruan Qing, facing the gaze of everyone, hesitated and said in a somewhat stiff voice, “Let, let them in.”
Although Ruan Qing’s voice wasn’t loud, everyone present looked at him.
Then, like those students, they froze directly.
Sitting in the corner, the young man was extremely beautiful, with fair skin and light pink lips, making it difficult to distinguish his gender.
Probably because he was just scared by the zombies, the corners of the young man’s eyes were slightly red, and with the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye, he gave off a pitiful feeling.
Moreover, due to the escape, the young man had somehow picked up dirt on his body, appearing dirty and disheveled.
But it didn’t detract from his beauty at all; instead, it added a touch of brokenness to him.
The floor of the supermarket was also dirty, but the young man was probably too tired to care and just sat on the ground.
The thin and delicate figure seemed to exude a trace of grievance, making him look even more pitiful.
But it also made it impossible for people to look away.
Because of the way he was sitting, the oversized T-shirt clung to his slender figure, making the young man look inexplicably... attractive.
Yan Ci lowered his gaze slightly, looking down at the young man sitting on the ground from a high vantage point. His eyes deepened with a hint of inquiry.
Ruan Qing lowered his head when speaking and did not notice Yan Ci’s gaze.
He lowered his gaze, concealing the expression in his eyes. A trace of pity appeared on his delicate face, and his tone was filled with sympathy and compassion. “Let them in. It’s safe outside now. Nothing will happen if you let them in.”
Ruan Qing didn’t want to say such silly and sweet words, but he had no choice.
Either say it or break the character setting.
Breaking the character setting would definitely result in losing points, but saying it might not necessarily get him thrown out.
Ruan Qing just hoped that everyone would directly ignore him.
The love brain teenager next to him shouldn’t just ‘help him’ without knowing right from wrong either.
This way, everyone could be happy.
A sensible youth next to him was the first to snap out of it. His face was full of disagreement. Despite the young man’s good looks, matters related to life and death were not something he would easily compromise on.
The youth coldly counter-questioned, “They have blood on them. How can you be sure they haven’t been infected?”
Ruan Qing pursed his lips, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly. “Even if they’re bitten, it doesn’t necessarily mean they’ll mutate.”
“I think everyone is just sick. As long as we find a way to treat them, we can definitely save everyone.”
With such a nonsensical statement, no one should bother responding to him, right?
Someone glanced at Ruan Qing with a hesitant expression, then spoke with some hesitation, “What he said makes sense. Why don’t we let them in?”
“After all, it’s a human life.”
Others immediately agreed, “Indeed, the zombies outside haven’t arrived yet. Letting them in shouldn’t be a problem.”
“And if they keep banging on the door like this, it might attract more zombies. By then, the glass door might not hold up.”
Ruan Qing didn’t expect these people to agree with him, but it was normal.
It was only the first day of the zombie outbreak, and most people still retained their pre-apocalyptic humanity.
They couldn’t bring themselves to watch living people die before their eyes, either.
They just needed someone to take the lead and say it first.
However, the hesitation and agreement of the crowd directly pushed the current situation to the worst.
Ruan Qing looked at the wrist of one of the people outside, where blood was oozing, and there was even a dark tooth mark.
Clearly, he was bitten by a zombie.
Being bitten or scratched by a zombie would lead to infection, and the time for mutation depended on the infected person’s physique and the severity of the injury.
If it’s a fatal injury, it would almost immediately lead to mutation.
But if it’s just a minor injury, the mutation would generally take longer.
The man seemed to sense Ruan Qing’s gaze and instinctively pulled down his sleeve, concealing the wound.
This guilty appearance further confirmed that a zombie caused the man’s injury.
With the original owner’s character, he would never have told others about this because he genuinely believed that there might be a chance of salvation as long as the mutation hadn’t occurred.
Once that man mutated, most people present might attribute this matter to him, as he was the one who first proposed to let the people outside in.
Even if the final decision wasn’t his.
Ruan Qing never underestimated human malice.
He glanced at the layout of the supermarket.
This supermarket wasn’t small, with two floors, so if something happened on the first floor, they could escape to the second.
But it seemed there was no need to run.
This was a supermarket, and there were more useful things here than one might imagine.
It’s a good opportunity to see how many points he could earn by killing a zombie.
Ruan Qing stood up, supporting himself on the floor.
However, halfway through standing up, his vision darkened, and a dizzying sensation came over him. He ended up half-kneeling on the ground.
If he hadn’t quickly supported himself by putting his hands on the floor, he might have fallen directly.
...Did the original owner have hypoglycemia?
It didn’t seem so?
Ruan Qing searched through the original owner’s memories but couldn’t find anything about hypoglycemia.
Speaking of which, since using that book, he always felt uncomfortable, as if he couldn’t catch his breath.
Ruan Qing, puzzled in his mind, asked, ‘System, what’s going on?’
The system remained silent for several seconds before hesitatingly responding, its tone filled with uncertainty, [...Perhaps your heart condition has worsened.]
Ruan Qing: “???”
‘Didn’t you say that only the data of the body at the time of entering the game is read?’
The system made a sound of realization, [Oh, that might be the severe deterioration of your original body’s heart condition.]
The system’s explanation was quite lackluster.
Ruan Qing investigated, and a player’s body was based on the data before entering the game. Unless irreversible damage occurred in a dungeon, the body shouldn’t deteriorate.
And it seemed that, except for him, players of the Infinite Horror game all entered after they died.
There’s simply no possibility of issues with his own body affecting him in the game.
Was there something the system didn’t want him to know?
Originally, everyone was fiercely arguing about whether to let people in. However, upon hearing the sound from the corner, everyone subconsciously looked over.
Then they just froze.
To save a few strangers they had never met, the young man actually knelt down and begged them?
Yan Ci looked at the young man half-kneeling on the ground, lips slightly pursed. “Do you really want to save them? To the extent of kneeling without regard for dignity?”
Ruan Qing: “???”
This instance greatly restricted the possibility of breaking the character setting.
Unless he planned to be alone.
But the problem was, facing zombies alone basically meant there was no possibility of survival.
And looking out from the glass door, there were zombies gnawing on corpses on the street, and there were also zombies tearing at people who didn’t escape in time.
It looked extremely terrifying.
Screams occasionally echoed, chilling the hearts of those who heard them.
Ruan Qing, facing the gaze of everyone, hesitated and said in a somewhat stiff voice, “Let, let them in.”
Although Ruan Qing’s voice wasn’t loud, everyone present looked at him.
Then, like those students, they froze directly.
Sitting in the corner, the young man was extremely beautiful, with fair skin and light pink lips, making it difficult to distinguish his gender.
Probably because he was just scared by the zombies, the corners of the young man’s eyes were slightly red, and with the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye, he gave off a pitiful feeling.
Moreover, due to the escape, the young man had somehow picked up dirt on his body, appearing dirty and disheveled.
But it didn’t detract from his beauty at all; instead, it added a touch of brokenness to him.
The floor of the supermarket was also dirty, but the young man was probably too tired to care and just sat on the ground.
The thin and delicate figure seemed to exude a trace of grievance, making him look even more pitiful.
But it also made it impossible for people to look away.
Because of the way he was sitting, the oversized T-shirt clung to his slender figure, making the young man look inexplicably... attractive.
Yan Ci lowered his gaze slightly, looking down at the young man sitting on the ground from a high vantage point. His eyes deepened with a hint of inquiry.
Ruan Qing lowered his head when speaking and did not notice Yan Ci’s gaze.
He lowered his gaze, concealing the expression in his eyes. A trace of pity appeared on his delicate face, and his tone was filled with sympathy and compassion. “Let them in. It’s safe outside now. Nothing will happen if you let them in.”
Ruan Qing didn’t want to say such silly and sweet words, but he had no choice.
Either say it or break the character setting.
Breaking the character setting would definitely result in losing points, but saying it might not necessarily get him thrown out.
Ruan Qing just hoped that everyone would directly ignore him.
The love brain teenager next to him shouldn’t just ‘help him’ without knowing right from wrong either.
This way, everyone could be happy.
A sensible youth next to him was the first to snap out of it. His face was full of disagreement. Despite the young man’s good looks, matters related to life and death were not something he would easily compromise on.
The youth coldly counter-questioned, “They have blood on them. How can you be sure they haven’t been infected?”
Ruan Qing pursed his lips, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly. “Even if they’re bitten, it doesn’t necessarily mean they’ll mutate.”
“I think everyone is just sick. As long as we find a way to treat them, we can definitely save everyone.”
With such a nonsensical statement, no one should bother responding to him, right?
Someone glanced at Ruan Qing with a hesitant expression, then spoke with some hesitation, “What he said makes sense. Why don’t we let them in?”
“After all, it’s a human life.”
Others immediately agreed, “Indeed, the zombies outside haven’t arrived yet. Letting them in shouldn’t be a problem.”
“And if they keep banging on the door like this, it might attract more zombies. By then, the glass door might not hold up.”
Ruan Qing didn’t expect these people to agree with him, but it was normal.
It was only the first day of the zombie outbreak, and most people still retained their pre-apocalyptic humanity.
They couldn’t bring themselves to watch living people die before their eyes, either.
They just needed someone to take the lead and say it first.
However, the hesitation and agreement of the crowd directly pushed the current situation to the worst.
Ruan Qing looked at the wrist of one of the people outside, where blood was oozing, and there was even a dark tooth mark.
Clearly, he was bitten by a zombie.
Being bitten or scratched by a zombie would lead to infection, and the time for mutation depended on the infected person’s physique and the severity of the injury.
If it’s a fatal injury, it would almost immediately lead to mutation.
But if it’s just a minor injury, the mutation would generally take longer.
The man seemed to sense Ruan Qing’s gaze and instinctively pulled down his sleeve, concealing the wound.
This guilty appearance further confirmed that a zombie caused the man’s injury.
With the original owner’s character, he would never have told others about this because he genuinely believed that there might be a chance of salvation as long as the mutation hadn’t occurred.
Once that man mutated, most people present might attribute this matter to him, as he was the one who first proposed to let the people outside in.
Even if the final decision wasn’t his.
Ruan Qing never underestimated human malice.
He glanced at the layout of the supermarket.
This supermarket wasn’t small, with two floors, so if something happened on the first floor, they could escape to the second.
But it seemed there was no need to run.
This was a supermarket, and there were more useful things here than one might imagine.
It’s a good opportunity to see how many points he could earn by killing a zombie.
Ruan Qing stood up, supporting himself on the floor.
However, halfway through standing up, his vision darkened, and a dizzying sensation came over him. He ended up half-kneeling on the ground.
If he hadn’t quickly supported himself by putting his hands on the floor, he might have fallen directly.
...Did the original owner have hypoglycemia?
It didn’t seem so?
Ruan Qing searched through the original owner’s memories but couldn’t find anything about hypoglycemia.
Speaking of which, since using that book, he always felt uncomfortable, as if he couldn’t catch his breath.
Ruan Qing, puzzled in his mind, asked, ‘System, what’s going on?’
The system remained silent for several seconds before hesitatingly responding, its tone filled with uncertainty, [...Perhaps your heart condition has worsened.]
Ruan Qing: “???”
‘Didn’t you say that only the data of the body at the time of entering the game is read?’
The system made a sound of realization, [Oh, that might be the severe deterioration of your original body’s heart condition.]
The system’s explanation was quite lackluster.
Ruan Qing investigated, and a player’s body was based on the data before entering the game. Unless irreversible damage occurred in a dungeon, the body shouldn’t deteriorate.
And it seemed that, except for him, players of the Infinite Horror game all entered after they died.
There’s simply no possibility of issues with his own body affecting him in the game.
Was there something the system didn’t want him to know?
Originally, everyone was fiercely arguing about whether to let people in. However, upon hearing the sound from the corner, everyone subconsciously looked over.
Then they just froze.
To save a few strangers they had never met, the young man actually knelt down and begged them?
Yan Ci looked at the young man half-kneeling on the ground, lips slightly pursed. “Do you really want to save them? To the extent of kneeling without regard for dignity?”
Ruan Qing: “???”
