Translator: transcendentwings
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The culprit of the false alarm was finally untied by a kind comrade. As for the bewildered new classmates, under Huang Mo’s introductions, they had a cordial and friendly exchange with the eight compatriots of the Wusheng classes who had only ever heard of their names.
These thirteen came the night before last, not long after Song Fei, the eight of them, departed from the canteen.
When he mentioned this specific node in time, Song Fei felt that there was something wrong. After hearing the identity of the other parties being part of the “chemistry department”, it was nearly certain like the nails on a board: “You guys caused the explosion in the Qiushi Building?”
The thirteen companions were all from Class 1 of applied chemistry. All of them were male students, the most energetic one was the Communist Youth League’s secretary, called Wang Shan. He was very talkative, and had been communicating with the students of the Wusheng classes as their representative. It could be seen that he was quite trusted by his fellow classmates.
According to him, as a third year in college, he passed the CET-4 and CET-6, while the rest of his companions all passed the CET-4 and had no plans to take the CET-6. As such when the zombie tide broke out, he was in the middle of leading this band of brothers who were about to take the make-up exam to sharpen their spears before battle, but in the end was met with zombies infiltrating the building. After experiencing a series of chaos, bewilderment and then escape, they hid back in the laboratory and relied on the two vending machines in the corridor, persisting for twenty or so days. Ultimately, their stock of supplies ran dry and they had no choice but to create an explosion and flee in the resulting chaos.
“Then do you know what happened after the explosion?” Song Fei asked gently after listening to Wang Shan’s story.
Wang Shan shook his head blankly.
Song Fei smiled: “The power was cut.”
Wang Shan was surprised at first and then reacted: “It may be that the blast affected the circuitry and the power grid at the department-specific buildings sector is actually all connected.”
“En,” Song Fei nodded reassuringly, “As a result the elevator stopped and I was inside.”
Wang Shan froze.
Song Fei continued: “So, do you understand what I’m hinting at?”
Wang Shan was briefly dazed and then was abruptly enlightened: “Sure enough, you can’t take the elevator when there is danger.”
Song Fei: “. . . Who told you to criticize me!!!”
Although the companions hiding out in the other buildings were also inconvenienced by the power outage, none of them experienced a bloody history like Song Fei and He Zhiwen had, especially Zhou Yilu and Qiao Siqi who wiggled forward in a cardboard box when the black out occurred. They avoided a lot of direct confrontations under their cover of invisibility. Thus no one else except He Zhiwen, who just kept nodding his head, but didn’t know how to help lodge this complaint, was respondent to Song Fei’s accusation.
After venting with a few sentences, the combination of a weak follow-up plus the poor comprehension of the chemistry course students which needed urgent improvement, ultimately resulted in Song Fei’s complaint being shelved without an adequate conclusion.
Seeing that the conversation became somewhat dry, Song Fei wanted to brighten up the atmosphere, so he jokingly inquired as to why there wasn’t a single girl in their class. The answer received was how were there none, there were more than a dozen ne, and even the class leader was one of them. It just so happened that when the incident occurred, they weren’t at the Qiushi Building, perhaps they were in the dormitory or maybe somewhere else on campus, or they were just shopping. In short, hope they were safe ba.
With a sigh, the atmosphere lost its liveliness and instead became even heavier. The eight returning soldiers all felt a little awkward, wanted to continue, but didn’t know what else to say.
At this time, Luo Geng stepped forward: “I really can’t take it anymore, please do me a favor, wake up, can we listen to the broadcast first?”
He had been staring at the cumbersome retro radio next to He Zhiwen for a long, extremely lengthy, and terribly protracted period of time, and if he wasn’t able to tune in to it right this instant, he would be driven crazy!
Song Fei made a face and the seven other companions also apologized. They already knew the content of the broadcast, and forgot that the six remaining members of their family were still waiting to be fed ne!
However. . .
Song Fei peered at Qi Yan without saying a word, but there was a question in his gaze.
Qi Yan understood what he meant. If there were only the Wusheng classmates in the canteen, even if Song Fei forgot, he would’ve swiftly prompted to have the radio be turned on so their six comrades could listen in to the radio. Yet now, there weren’t just Lin Dilei, Luo Geng, the six of them, there was also the existence of the thirteen “new classmates”. The quotation marks didn’t have any discriminatory implications, it’s just that people who have suffered losses before would always be extra cautious.
“Just turn the radio on ba,” Huang Mo suddenly interjected, behind the transparent lens of her glasses was a picture of composure and serenity, “It’s fine.”
Huang Mo’s figure was very petite, but every time she showed this expression as if every aspect was within her grasp, Qi Yan felt that her aura would instantly annihilate Zhao He and overwhelm Wu Zhou. Only Little Landmine under her berserk state could compare at an equal level, although even then, the probability of losing was higher and of winning was smaller.
With a mind at ease, Qi Yan nodded at Song Fei.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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After returning to the kitchen, He-tongxue, who had been clinging onto the radio, not daring to let go, finally had the chance to let it make its debut. They only watched as he stood up slowly, holding the radio securely in his arms, and then approached the power socket in the corner steadily one step at a time. . .
“Ai, I’ll just inform you all first ba, the virus in the three provinces of Beijing, Tianjin, and Tangshan, the three provinces of the east, as well as the coastal areas is pretty much all under control. It is said that it’s expected to be sorted out throughout the whole country within a month.”
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“Ah?”
“. . . Mbgufa la.” Ktf ijra akb kbgvr kfgf rdeffhfv atgbeut tlr uglaafv affat.
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Song Fei shimmied up next to Qi Yan, whispering into his ear: “Believe it or not, what He Zhiwen wanted to say just now must be sharing spoilers will curse your whole family to death.”
Qi Yan glanced at the gloomy back of He-tongxue who was on all fours with his backside in the air, inserting the plug and expressed his endless sympathy.
On the other hand, Qiao Siqi shared his experiences with Zhou Yilu: “I am often annoyed by this sort of bullet screen when I watch videos, especially for mystery films, only on the title screen and a comment pops up spoiling that the murder was the guy wearing glasses at the 3 minute 59 second mark, I guarantee that it’ll make you vomit blood.”
Just as Zhou Yilu was about to comment on the other’s critique, he heard Luo Geng ask Zhao He—
“You guys finished tuning in to the radio already? Didn’t the power go out?”
Zhao He pondered, ai, there’s some logic to that ah, and immediately looked toward Song Fei: “That’s right ah, how did you guys hear it since the power was cut?”
Zhao He was shocked for a long time upon his first glance that the spoil of war was so antiquated, but his comrade-in-arms finished listening to it already and informed them that the situation in the motherland was very good, which he believed unconditionally. Now that Luo Geng posed this question, he became uncertain again.
Song Fei no longer wanted to continue this exchange with the single-celled Zhao-tongxue, and answered Luo Geng directly: “That device has a battery slot as well.”
Luo Geng was stunned, having a constant nagging impression that something was off: “Why does he have to waste so much effort to plug it in to connect to a power supply when it can just use batteries?”
He Zhiwen, who was finally able to connect the radio to an outlet, looked back to explain: “The quantity of batteries is finite, if we can save it, then we should.”
“Oh. . .” Very good, everything has been perfectly explained now.
The conclusion was that no one cared that he was already in such a rush that the fire was about to burn the house down!!!
“Zizilala. . .”
“Zila. . . China’s National Broadcast. . .”
Although Zhao He already gave a spoiler in advance, it wasn’t until they actually heard the broadcast with each word enunciated clearly that everyone was really affected by emotional fluctuations—Dawn came, piercing straight through until it reached the heart. Things that everyone kept harboring hope for but didn’t dare to dream about was finally captured, its arrival guaranteed, right by their ears.
Similar to Song Fei, Qi Yan, and He Zhiwen before them, their comrades-in-arms who stayed behind and the thirteen students from the chemistry department also listened to it for a long time. Even though the content of the news had been repeated countless times, they were still fascinated by it. Even Zhao He, Feng Qibai, Zhou Yilu, Qiao Siqi, and the others were moved for a second time because this was also the first time they heard the contents of the broadcast.
It wasn’t until midnight that the emotions of the various companions gradually calmed down. Lin Dilei’s eyes turned red from crying. Originally, the tears had the mind to continue its outpour overnight, but after catching sight of Qiao Siqi who was also in tears, she couldn’t squeeze out a drop more in an instant.
Feeling that they had finally heard enough, He Zhiwen switched the radio off after soliciting the opinions of his companions.
Twenty-seven companions sat on the floor in a haphazard manner, staring at each other.
In the end, it was Wang Shan who piped up first: “Fortunately, we have enough food, the next step is to just wait for rescue.”
Everyone basically thought the same, thus they conversed idly in turn as they looked toward the bright future optimistically as one.
Song Fei was wary of the thirteen youths of the chemistry department at first, but after getting along for half a night, he didn’t feel that there was anything alarming about them any more. On the contrary, they even inadvertently showed a type of amicability, as if they tacitly agreed that the ones who arrived first were the hosts and them, as the latter arrivals, were the guests. Although the resources were shared, there were still subtle differences in status.
In addition, they were merely ordinary classmates, who neither deliberately got close nor deliberately distanced themselves. What they discussed, they voiced, all their thoughts were written right on their faces, just like the alumni who passed by the campus on the weekdays, simple and friendly.
Taking advantage of when his comrades were not paying attention, Song Fei called Wang Qingyuan to a corner alone.
Although he believed in his own intuition, the lesson learned from the past was too painful. To be safe, he decided to inquire about the situation: “What was it like when the thirteen of them came? Were any incidents incited?”
Song Fei asked very quietly, like they were plotting something.
Wang Qingyuan smiled, peered at the group of people who were still engrossed in debating when rescue would arrive in the distance and whispered back in a low voice tinged with amusement: “Don’t worry. Even if they had any crooked plots when they came initially, they would all be in the state of having been nipped in the bud by Huang Mo.”
Song Fei heard, but didn’t comprehend: “What’s that mean?”
Wang Qingyuan very clearly seemed as if he considered the memory to be very precious and interesting, as such he reproduced the previous day for Song Fei quite vividly.
When the thirteen of them first arrived, the two squads of comrades stationed in the kitchen had already gathered on the first floor, a total of six people. Facing the abrupt arrival of new companions, Lin Dilei and Luo Geng, who experienced a bloody history, initially reacted with caution, and Wang Qingyuan and Li Jingyu also didn’t dare to take it lightly because they had heard of the past incident from their comrades. Fu Xiyuan’s mind was the most straightforward, he was neither guarded nor enthusiastic, he merely performed the expected duty as a fellow classmate.
After the catastrophe, the thirteen youths of the chemistry department were still in shock, and several of their comrades had lost their lives in the escape, thus they were still in a state where their souls were separated for a long time even after they arrived and didn’t have much of an awareness of the complex emotions of the six.
At this point in time, classmate Huang Mo took the stage.
Warm the stomach of their new companions first with hot soup and then heat their hearts with pleasant words. When the minds of the thirteen gradually recovered, she didn’t hesitate to supplement that they weren’t a mere group off six, rather they still had eight comrades who would return shortly, subtly leaving a cognitive brand in the other party’s mind that “in fact, we are the one with superior numbers”; In the end, it morphed into “having a sincere exchange”, and she confessed that the eight comrades who left were actually on a mission to seek a radio, setting the psychological mindset that their situation wasn’t completely bleak and was actually even hopeful, then it became a suggestion that they also remain here and wait for their comrades to bring back “the hope for survival” in triumph. Finally, she took the initiative to share their resources, took their new companions on a tour to visit all the food reserves. While she reassured them, she also strengthened the win-win concept that only unity, friendship, and solidarity could ultimately allow them to defeat the virus.
And Song Fei’s return in victory was the strongest footnote of the “correct attitude” instilled by Huang Mo. If the students of the chemistry department still harbored doubts before this, then the broadcast just now was the final nail in the coffin.
With sufficient food, brilliant hope, familiar classmates, and the kindness of fellow students, unless the thirteen youths of the chemistry department didn’t want to live a good life, then they now possessed neither the ideological basis for confrontation nor the objective reason for conflict.
“Is this considered brainwashing. . .” Song Fei peaked at Huang Mo, who was sorting out the remaining cans in everyone’s backpacks, and was in awe.
“It’s all about presenting the facts and reasoning.” Wang Qingyuan felt that Song Fei’s comparison was exaggerated, although, “She does have a good grasp of people’s hearts. . .”
Song Fei raised his eyebrow in suspicion: “Why do I feel that this isn’t what you really wanted to say?”
Wang Qingyuan ruminated on it for a moment: “Well, she does have the potential to be the leader of a cult.”
“Song Fei—” Zhao He’s call came from not too far away, “What was the name of that rock song you sang before, you know, the one that Feng Qibai played later!”
The looking forward to the future crew disbanded at some point and now the Wusheng class was the Wusheng class and the chemistry class was the chemistry class. Everyone gathered in bunches, with the organization of groups revealed quite distinctly.
“Let Me Go Wild in the. . . Forget it, you can’t search for the name anymore, I have it on my phone.”
Having already completed his chat with Wang Qingyuan, Song Fei just went over directly, fished out his cell phone and shared it with Zhao He via bluetooth.
—It was rare for someone to acknowledge superior goods, Song-tongxue was somewhat touched.
Zhao He also sincerely showed his support by playing it from the speaker of his phone the moment he received it. As a result, Wu Zhou, Feng Qibai, and Fu Xiyuan also gathered around, the former two wanted to hear the original version, while the latter was due to pure curiosity.
While the four listened enthusiastically and Song Fei, who felt honor and glory, squatted beside them as he enjoyed the rare pride of “having his musical literacy acknowledged”, had his shoulder tapped.
Looking back, it was Qi Yan.
“En?” Song Fei raised an eyebrow and asked with a monosyllable.
Qi Yan pointed to a hidden area covered by a counter in the distance: “Over there, let’s talk about something.”
Song Fei was frightened by the other party’s seriousness, clambered up hastily, and followed Qi Yan to the “no man’s land” at the far end of the kitchen.
“What did you want to. . . Wu. . .”
The kabedon kiss descended without warning.
Song Fei was shrouded in Qi Yan’s shadow, the other party’s kiss was strong and overbearing, but his lips were extremely soft, causing Song Fei to be torn between resistance and lust.
Up until Qi Yan reluctantly ended it, he still hadn’t figure out what happened.
In the end, he decided to counter violence with might—Kiss back.
Both of them could feel each other’s excitement and rising heat, but they both understood that this matter couldn’t progress any further. Ultimately, they could only rely on strong willpower to separate from each other, their foreheads pressed against one another, panting heavily.
“They will definitely find out.” One could be shameless during a kiss, but after it was over, Song Fei felt a little scared. Although he was more than ten meters away from the crowd, he couldn’t shake his guilty conscience.
“I’m blocking you ne.” Qi Yan’s voice was extremely hoarse.
“This kind of thing doesn’t have to be viewed in all directions at 360 degrees for it to be discovered!” Song Fei made a face. Anyone who noticed that he and Qi Yan were here was tantamount to a nonexistent distance from the truth.
“So what,” ever since Qi Yan got back with his ex-boyfriend, he had become pretty much fearless on the road of coming out of the closet in the manner of smashing the already broken jar, “We got back together, so we should drive the car in celebration.”
The hotblooded young man, Song-tongxue, deeply acknowledged that as the truth and sighed helplessly: “It’s a pity that the drive can’t take place now, at most we can only step on the gas in neutral.”
Qi Yan pinned the other down again: “Then let’s just step on it a few more times.”
Song Fei was still afraid of scaring his companions by being too indulgent and was about to refuse, but then he heard Big Bro B’s familiar rhyming wordsmith, as well as his comrades joyful laughter at a distance and immediately felt relieved to stomp on the gas pedal to his heart’s content.
More than ten meters away, He Zhiwen, who turned on the radio again, was tuning the channels for his comrades. Lin Dilei, Luo Geng, and Li Jingyu were huddled around him with great interest and when he tuned in to Big Bro B’s channel a minute ago, Lin Dilei had exclaimed: “I’ve heard this guy’s program before, it’s very interesting!”
Luo Geng acted like he unearthed a treasure and learned as he listened, trying it out on the spot.
Li Jingyu was amused into great gales of laughter.
He Zhiwen roasted: “Whale Li, your threshold for amusement is so low.”
The latter was speechless: “Why is that even you are calling me by my nickname.”
He Zhiwen was shocked: “Isn’t that your real name?”
Whale Li made a face and directly hauled his comrade over: “Come over here and let me give you a lesson on my character. . .”
On the open space near the stove, Qiao Siqi and Zhou Yilu, who were hiding quietly, were illustrating to Wang Qingyuan, who was left behind, the thrilling tales of their epic battles. Zhou Yilu flapped his gums so much that spittle flew everywhere while Qiao Siqi added onto the narration when needed. The two put in their best efforts into the retelling with all their hearts.
Wang Qingyuan listened very attentively, from the beginning to the end, extremely concentrated.
After they finished, the two asked expectantly: “How was it, riveting ba?”
Wang Qingyuan nodded: “So, Song Fei and Qi Yan got back together?”
Zhou, Qiao: “Their relationship only acted as an afterthought at the end of the Luban Building Adventures!!!”
Wang Qingyuan spread his hands: “I’m passionate about extras.”
This was bound to be a sleepless night.
All the companions were celebrating hope and welcoming the dawn in their own way.
Of course, there were also exceptions—
In a corner of the kitchen, the thirteen youths of the chemistry department, who were silently huddled together, had already been mutely spectating for a long time.
They saw at first hand four male students singing “Yiye~~Yiye~~Because I don’t feel sick at all” in a chorus at a cell phone; party crashed upon two male students hiding in a corner of the wall performing eighteen touches; found that faces that may have seemed familiar were actually all nameless; witnessed three comrades-in-arms have a falling out because of the heated debate regarding whether the storyline or the shounen ai subplot was more important; in the end, the stunning beauty yanked the companion from the mathematics department aside and took over the spot on the frontlines herself to be MC and swayed to the beat.
“Is it. . . really safe here?”
The boy who asked this question had a simple and honest face, just like the innocent kid in “The Emperor’s New Clothes”.
Author’s Chapter Summary:
The Wusheng class forget their sorrows in their jubilant pursuits, the thirteen youths tremble in their boots!
The translator has something to say: oh dear, the chemistry class may have more violent AOE firepower, but I feel like they’ve fallen into the lion’s den and are actually the ones in danger
Thanks for the chapters! <3