[A few days ago]
The former site of the former Tianqing Academy.
White snow had already covered the entire campus, and except for a few bell towers and the spires of tall buildings emerging from the snowy surface, this top-tier aristocratic school covering an area of 2,000 acres completely disappeared into the ground plane.
It was hard to believe that there were still people surviving in the middle of this prosperous campus under the ice and snow cover.
This relied on the sturdiness of the Tianqing Academy's school building, as well as the massive amount of money invested in its construction.
After all, the children who went to school in this place were all the children of officials and tycoons.
The quality of the school they built for their children was more than a hundred times better than the public schools.
At this moment, there was a group of students taking refuge in one of the school's gymnasiums.
Under the snow layer, the air was thin, and coupled with the horrific events that had befallen them over the past few days, it had left every single one of them drained.
Everyone was gathered in groups of three or five, with haggard, terrified looks on their faces.
The teacher who had just taken care of them had gone to the warehouse to look for food, leaving them to rest here.
In one corner of the gym, a young girl with long hair was sitting in a wheelchair, staring down at the floor of the basketball court in a daze.
Her skin was somewhat sickly white, even a few shades paler than the snow outside.
Her slender figure seemed as if it could be blown down by a gust of wind, delicate and frail.
But underneath that long black hair, there was a stunningly beautiful face.
Delicate and small, less than the size of a palm, her appearance was six points similar to Yang Mi, but she had two completely different styles from Yang Mi.
Yang Mi's face always carried a sense of stubbornness and self-reliance.
On the other hand, her face was so weak and pathetic that it could definitely make every man's heart burst with protective desire!
A phrase to describe it was - absolutely pitiful girl, beautiful like a flower that would wither at any time.
She was Yang Mi's cousin, Yang Xin Xin.
But at this moment, this talented hacker girl looked a bit lonely.
There was only a longtime best friend by her side.
And the other students were all far away from them, unwilling to get involved at all.
Even the eyes that looked at Yang Xinxin took on a look of disgust.
It wasn't because Yang Xinxin had done anything wrong.
It was simply because her legs were disabled and she was still alive.
Nowadays, everyone was in danger, and no one was sure when the horrible creatures in the dark would appear.
Having a cripple around is equivalent to having an additional liability.
On the contrary, their teacher was a person who extremely valued teacher ethics, and every time they encountered danger, they had to bring her along.
In the beginning, everyone had no complaints about Yang Xinxin, instead they would care for her and take care of her.
However, as more and more people died, and they went from the initial number of over a hundred to the present day number of over forty, everyone's mentality took a twisted turn.
Yang Xinxin, who could only sit in a wheelchair, was treated as a burden even if she did nothing.
Some even put the death of their friends on Yang Xinxin's head.
"Everyone else is dead, why are you a cripple still alive?"
"Could it be that it's because of your existence that you killed everyone?"
Human beings, in the midst of the desperate situation of death, would either burst out with an extremely rare friendliness, or burst out with the evil that lurked deep within.
The latter was easier, as disgust was always easier to learn than forgiveness.
This evil, on the other hand, twisted their hearts beyond measure.
Amidst the depression of death, one always needed to find some way to release their negative emotions.
If they can get pleasure by bullying the weak, they are happy to squander this evil in the moment of uncertainty of life and death.
And the strong are angry and draw their knives on the stronger, and the weak are angry and draw their knives on the weaker.
Breathing in the thin oxygen, the students in the gymnasium, one by one, did not have the extra strength to move around.
Everyone leaned against the wall or sat on the gymnastic mats and began to talk.
A young girl slowly opened her mouth, "Do you guys think ... we can still survive?"
Several of the girls around them sniffed, fear and helplessness showing on their tired faces.
Another girl clutched her knees tightly and shuddered, "We can definitely survive! It must be possible."
"But too many people have already died!"
"Li Huimin, Yuan Sisi, Zhao Huan, Tong Siya ..."
One by one, as the names were read out, everyone's hearts felt cold.
Those were all their former classmates, and the ones they watched die in front of them.
Just at this time, a girl with wavy curls glanced at Yang Xinxin in the wheelchair.
Without a reason, a strong feeling of disgust rose from her heart.
"So many people have died, why is this disabled person still alive?"
Once this topic started, it was hard to end it.
As if the crowd had found a vent, they all looked at Yang Xinxin with angry gazes.
"Having to bring her along every time we run away is such a pain in the ass! Teacher Liang is really something too, why don't you just let her feed the monsters!"
"That's right, what's the point of her or there? In her condition, she might die of illness one day."
"I think she's just a spoilsport, instead of dying herself, she keeps dragging us down!"
The girls' expressions gradually became twisted, twisted with perverted pleasure.
Criticizing Yang Xinxin gave them pleasure in the midst of this despair.
As long as they threw all the blame on Yang Xinxin's shoulders, it was fine!
As if they would all be able to survive if Yang Xin Xin died.
Or perhaps, they were simply releasing their malice and fear.
Once someone opened this topic, the people around them would be affected along with it.
"I think she's a liability too! If she died, would everyone not have to work so hard?"
"If she dies, the monster won't let us go either! But ... if there's a next time, let's throw her down to lure the monster, okay?"
"That way, at the very least, her sacrifice would be meaningful!"
"Anyway, it's like this, why is she still struggling? Even if she lives, she'll still be a wreck!"
The girls talked more and more recklessly.
Their voices gradually became louder and louder, and in the end, the expressions on their faces became distorted and insane.
On the boys' side, there were also people discussing the need to protect Yang Xinxin.
"We've protected her long enough, it's considered to be merciful, right?"
A flat-headed boy frowned, "Why don't we not bring her along next time!"
At this time, a boy with his back against the wall and an exquisite perm said helplessly, "What's the use of us saying that? Teacher Liang can't leave a person behind every time. What's the result? Heh, aren't there still more and more people dying?"
He was the class president of this class named Wu Chengyu.
Just at this time, among the people who started talking about Yang Xinxin, a girl with a ponytail suddenly stood up.
With a strange smile on her face, she carried her hands behind her back and walked step by step in front of Yang Xin Xin.
Yang Xinxin raised her head, somewhat fearfully not daring to look at her.
"Zhang ... Zhang Meng Ning ..."
Zhang Meng Ning walked up to Yang Xin Xin and looked down on her condescendingly.
Her gaze slowly became malicious before she bowed down and said to Yang Xinxin, "Yang Xinxin, please hurry up and die, okay?"
"You're a complete liability in this state, so disgusting eh!"