"Uh… What’s going on?" Jinn stirred groggily, her fever-clouded mind struggling to process the chaos around her. Normally sharp-witted, she now felt dizzy and disoriented.
"Don’t worry, Jinn. We’ll find somewhere else to stay," Camila whispered urgently, pulling her friend aside. She feared Jinn’s fiery temper might provoke Olivia further.
Despite her arrogance, Jinn valued her classmates deeply—especially Camila and their close-knit dorm mates.
Jinn glanced around, quickly assessing the situation. Though her thoughts were muddled, she noticed the panic in Camila’s eyes and the lifeless body of Ale hanging on the wall. Her stomach churned at the sight of the blood pooling beneath him.
"You, you, and the rest of you—follow us," Olivia commanded, pointing to a group of female students. Camila observed that all those chosen were girls—not a single boy among them.
Olivia had her reasons. The master had decreed that his base would consist solely of women.
Naturally, she wouldn’t bring men back to disturb him. Pretty ones could serve the master, while plainer ones would handle chores. As for the remaining males… Olivia intended to eliminate them entirely.
To her, all men except the master were worthless scum, and killing them was simply tidying up loose ends.
Jinn frowned, her expression darkening. While she cared little for most things, her classmates—especially Camila and her dorm mates—meant everything to her.
Held firmly by Camila, surrounded by terrified female students and escorted by two armed women, Jinn murmured weakly, "Camila, where did these women come from?"
Camila shook her head, too frightened to elaborate.
"We’ll talk later. Not now."
Jinn nodded faintly, her pale face betraying her exhaustion. Though arrogant, she understood that resisting now would only lead to disaster. For the moment, she had no choice but to comply.
Once all the female students—about twenty in total—were led away, the remaining boys in the room seethed with anger and helplessness. They stared at Ale’s corpse still pinned to the wall, too terrified to speak.
Zaiden lowered his head, masking his fury behind clenched teeth. His goddess, Camila, had been forcibly taken away. He imagined her being humiliated, losing her innocence, or becoming another man’s plaything. The thought shattered his heart.
But Olivia was too terrifying. A single gesture had ended Ale’s life. Fear gripped him tightly, silencing his rage. His jealousy and despair threatened to consume what little sanity he had left.
"Oh, and you…" Olivia approached Zaiden, shooting him in the leg without warning. He screamed in agony, collapsing to the floor.
But his cries were short-lived.
Olivia retrieved her knife from the wall and, with surgical precision, severed his tongue in one swift motion. Then, with equal ruthlessness, she gouged out his eyeballs.
Overwhelmed by the pain, Zaiden passed out.
"I feel much better now," Olivia muttered coldly.
"You disgusting worm. How dare you look at me like that? Do you think you’re worthy of comparing yourself to the master?"
If Ryan looked at her with desire, she’d revel in it. But Zaiden admiration as a mere fan disgusted her—and cost him his life.
Inside the room, the remaining boys were nearly driven mad with fear after witnessing Olivia’s brutal display. Not only had she killed Ale with a single throw of her knife, but she also mutilated Zaiden—cutting out his tongue and gouging out his eyes—simply because he dared to look at her for an extra second.After finishing her grim work, Olivia turned to the group of trembling boys in the room, sneering with disdain. This would be the last time they ever saw her.
Outside, Camila quickened her pace as the screams from inside reached her ears. On her back, Jinn wore a dark expression.
Though she didn’t have a close relationship with those male classmates, they were still part of the same class. Watching them meet such a horrific end was unbearable.
Once the four women leading the group of female students exited the building, Olivia followed suit. Kill the person, destroy their spirit, and cut off the root of the problem—that was her philosophy.
With a satisfied smile, she climbed onto the roof of a nearby building and tossed a grenade into the house they had just left. A deafening bang echoed through the area, blowing a massive hole in the structure.
The explosion could be heard for kilometers around, quickly drawing hordes of zombies.
The dazed male students inside were surrounded by snarling zombies before they could react. Those who managed to leap out of windows met an equally gruesome fate, torn apart by the waiting horde below.
As for Zaiden, he wasn’t even spared long enough to face the zombies. When Olivia threw the grenade, it landed right beside him, shredding him to pieces with shrapnel.
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Meanwhile, outside the gymnasium of A University, Yale and his lackeys were preparing for their next move.
After the typhoon had passed, Yale ordered Dagan to capture a male student and tie him to a statue outside the gymnasium.
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They planned to use him as bait to lure the mutant rats. Yale and Higuan hid inside the gymnasium, ready to strike if the rats appeared in manageable numbers. If there were too many, they’d let the student become rat food.
Their food supplies were nearly depleted. Without replenishment, everyone in the gymnasium would starve to death.
Yale wasn’t ready to give up yet. He hadn’t even had his way with the most beautiful girls at A University, and he was already bored with the ordinary female students.
No one dared to resist Yale. His brutal beatings had cowed the students into submission. More than one or two had died at his hands.
"Behave yourselves. Those who listen to me won’t become bait. Those who cause trouble will be next," Yale said, his voice dripping with menace. As a teacher, he knew how to manipulate these inexperienced students, playing them like puppets.
Outside, the male student tied to the statue whimpered desperately, his mouth taped shut. Blood flowed from his thighs, staining the water pooling around the statue. Before long, he fell unconscious from blood loss.