Chapter 176: Rant Mode

Finally, the figure in the black robe could hold back no longer. He glanced at Qin Yu, looking somewhat hesitant. Yet, unable to withstand the inner torment, he spoke up, "Qin Yu, what is your relationship with Feng Ji?"

Qin Yu! What kind of question was that? She had braced herself for an all-out battle, and he asked her this?

Qin Yu’s mouth twitched, her expression a portrait of utter despair, but she answered truthfully nonetheless, "We are friends."

"You lie! Tell me the truth right now, what kind of relationship is it?!" The figure in black seemed unsatisfied with the answer and interrogated her further.

Qin Yu felt a wave of dark lines cross her forehead. "Even if you kill me, we really are just friends!" At that moment, she felt that this long-absent black-robed man had completely lost his mind.

Upon hearing this reply, the figure in black actually let out a sigh of relief. And then, he vanished. Just vanished.

Seeing that she was all alone in the room, Qin Yu’s body stiffened. Was there genuinely something wrong with that man? He had wasted so much time beating around the bush with her, only to ask what her relationship with Feng Ji was? Was something wrong with her, or was something wrong with that man, damn it!

Qin Yu roared on the inside, while maintaining an elegant and composed facade on the surface. Anyone looking at her then would certainly have thought she was in a wonderful mood and possessed a gentle nature, never imagining the tempest of screams echoing within her mind!

Qin Yu sat there for another dozen minutes, ultimately deciding against entering her spatial dimension. Reflecting on recent events, she felt it was genuinely perilous to enter the space during daylight. Better to wait until nightfall; after all, there was no need to rush.

With that thought, she decisively dismissed the idea of entering the space. Qin Yu rose, caught sight of the blazing sun outside, and resolved to check on the state of the zombie army.

Qin Yu reached an optimal viewing terrace, where she happened to encounter someone from City S who had received her at noon. Seeing her arrival, the person eagerly invited her to inspect the condition of the zombie horde.

Qin Yu gladly accepted their goodwill and stood upon the high platform to observe the zombie army.

To her surprise, the zombies were standing together in clusters. Looking closer, Qin Yu discovered that these clustered hordes were actually segregated by rank! Low-level zombies were grouped separately by gender, age, and generation, while second- and third-tier zombies—perhaps due to their smaller numbers—gathered strictly with their peers. As for fourth-tier zombies, none were in sight.

Seeing such a zombie army, Qin Yu’s mouth twitched. She could now state with absolute certainty that their leader must have been a severe obsessive-compulsive before the apocalypse!

Seeing that its underlings were required to form up in distinct batches, Qin Yu felt a wave of profound helplessness. True to form, had that paranoia failed to vanish even after turning into a zombie? Qin Yu could only laugh dryly.

The person beside her, noticing Qin Yu’s peculiar expression, assumed she had spotted something and hurried over to ask, "What is it? Did you discover something?"

Qin Yu shook her head as a matter of course; she had zero desire for anyone to know about her discovery! At that moment, she abruptly realized that zombies could actually be this utterly comical!

Seeing Qin Yu shake her head, the person assumed she was unwilling to share and walked away crestfallen, while simultaneously forming a poor impression of her. Faced with a newly discovered secret, she wasn't even willing to share it—humph, how utterly selfish.

Had Qin Yu known what that person was thinking, she would have cried out in injustice and mocked that eccentric train of thought.

Unfortunately, Qin Yu possessed no mind-reading abilities, so naturally, none of that mattered.

Suppressing her overwhelming urge to吐槽, Qin Yu began observing the movements of the zombies once more.

Fortunately, she spotted nothing strange. Of course, this was merely Qin Yu’s wishful thinking. When her gaze swept past the low-tier zombies, drifted over the second-tier ones, and finally landed on the third-tier zombies, she decisively switched on her internal ranting mode.

What on earth were those third-tier zombies up to? Don't assume that because you're being secretive I can't see you playing rock-paper-scissors! With those broken arms and crippled legs, you're actually playing rock-paper-scissors! Can you even tell who won or lost? And what was with that look of utter disappointment after losing? Why did the loser have to let others ride on their backs? Are you playing horsey?! You're this childish, does your leader know? Are you such clowns, and does your leader know? Does he know?!

Qin Yu’s mouth twitched uncontrollably, wearing an expression that screamed, "I must be seeing ghosts." Was she hallucinating? Why was the art style of these zombies completely abnormal? The zombies she encountered on the road had clearly been standard bloodthirsty and ferocious beasts; why had such bizarre phenomena emerged the moment she arrived in City S?

Were they trying to prove through hard facts that the zombies of City S were different from those "flashy, cheap sluts" outside? Qin Yu took a deep breath to steady herself. This time, she refused to observe any further, and decisively departed with a faint smile on her face while screaming internally.

Just as Qin Yu left, one of the third-tier zombies cast a glance in her direction and the corner of its mouth curled into a smile. However, a piece of rotting flesh fell off its cheek due to the movement; it hurriedly pressed the decaying flesh back onto its face with a look of anguish, and then cheerfully went back to playing rock-paper-scissors.

Meanwhile, after leaving and returning to her room, Qin Yu found Ouyang Jue and Murong Yi standing at her doorway, seemingly waiting for her.

Qin Yu immediately turned serious, knowing that the two of them seeking her out proactively must mean something was amiss. She ushered them inside and locked the door tightly.

Qin Yu sat down in a chair, looked at Murong Yi, and asked earnestly, "Murong, what brings you here?"

Murong Yi nodded, yet hesitated as if choking on her words. Qin Yu instantly grew tense and prompted once more, "Just say whatever is on your mind."

Murong Yi glanced at Ouyang Jue before turning back to Qin Yu. "Qin Yu, it's like this. We just went to take a look at the zombie army and discovered something rather strange."

"What is it?" Qin Yu straightened up, awaiting Murong Yi's reply.

"We found that the arrangement of the zombie army is somewhat peculiar," Murong Yi said.

"Peculiar? In what way?" Qin Yu wondered if it was the same thing she had discovered. If so, what a coincidence, she thought with a dry chuckle.

"Their formation closely resembles a string of symbols—symbols that haven't appeared for at least a thousand years," Murong Yi recalled with a frown.

"Symbols? What kind of symbols?" Qin Yu asked.

Murong Yi shook her head. "I don't know."

Now it was Qin Yu’s turn to be shocked. What was meant by "I don't know"? What kind of answer was that—pfft.