John Wang's POV
March 17th, 2025 — 8:47 PM
Longwan University — Linbei Campus, Pharmacy Ruins
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The air stank of smoke and rotting meat.
The floor was starting to tilt under my boots, the structure groaning every few seconds like some dying animal. We didn't have much time left before the whole pharmacy came down on our heads.
Didn't matter.
I slung the Type-9k from my back, thumbed off the safety, and squeezed the trigger in short bursts.
The SMG barked sharp, loud in the cramped aisles.
Three infected staggered back, heads snapping like popped melons.
The Type-9k wasn't a heavy weapon.9mm, low recoil, meant for fast, dirty culling. Perfect for clearing weaklings.
"Yifei, left!" I barked without looking. A Stage-1 zombie broke from the side, half a face missing. Shen Yifei swung her spear with a scared grunt, catching it across the throat and dropping it hard.
The system flickered at the edge of my vision:
[Shen Yifei Kill: Stage-1 Infected — EXP +10 / ZKP +5]
