The female students were quietly discussing in hushed tones, looking worriedly distressed. Yet, Zhang Hao was grinning from ear to ear with a gleeful and unseemly smile. After all, with Tang Zheng around, there was no need to worry about fumbling during a monster attack.
"Having a strong Group Leader sure takes a load off." Zhang Hao smacked his lips and decided to cooperate with Tang Zheng for now and not anger him unnecessarily.
After three hours, the high school students still hadn't discovered anything. Their initial enthusiasm had gradually depleted, and they no longer cared about the dirt on the ground. They found the cleanest places they could to sit down and rest. The combination of fatigue, hunger, and the oppressive, dim underground prison cell made them feel particularly oppressed and exhausted.
