I want to announce some information to you

"Of course, you can choose to run now."

"But didn't you want to use the academy as a safe zone? Have the guts not to run away!"

"At most, half an hour, and that monster will break through the seal and enter the academy!"

"Ira!"

"You are really too selfish to do this!"

"Have you ever thought about us?"

"That monster left its breath on us! Release it, do you want everyone to die with you!"

The crowd is agitated, hysterical in the face of the fear of death. Many girls who survived that day are despairingly crying, as ordinary people, their hope of survival is minimal.

"Selfish?"

"I don't want to live like a dog as you do!"

"Spit!"

Ira glares fiercely at Clark, looking as if she's resigned to death.

"With you accompanying me to hell, I won't be lonely when I die!"

"Clark."

"Shouldn't we evacuate from here?" Dirk's face is solemn, urgently looking at Clark. Arnold is seriously injured, and there are still many elderly and weak at the base. If the monster is as terrifying as the academy says, it might be better to retreat first, especially since they don't have the monster's aura on them.

Clark waves his hand, signaling Dirk not to panic. He suddenly walks to the window, looking at the back mountain, his face somewhat strange with his back to the crowd. Resisting mental attacks, having been sealed before, and now in the mountains. Clark suddenly turns around, asking the guy who explained earlier.

"Are you sure the monster will break the seal in half an hour?" The guy nodded affirmatively, his eyes cunning. After getting a confirmed answer, Clark suddenly spoke up.

"If you want to survive, gather everyone in the square."

"Of course, you can choose not to listen and escape on your own."

The crowd was stunned at the words, then questioned.

"Gather everyone in the square?"

"Do you want us to die faster? Gathering together will make it easier for the monster to kill us!" The first awakened one to question felt he had no hope of survival and was no longer afraid of Clark's intimidation, sneering contemptuously.

Clark casually looked at him, intending to grant his wish.

"Bang!" The Divine Sting strikes again, given his current mental recovery speed, as long as it's not used continuously at high intensity, the consumption of the Divine Sting is almost negligible. The invisible mental attack blasts towards the guy, and in an instant, his head explodes. The crowd that was about to voice their doubts immediately shuts their mouths. Every second of extended life counts, and besides, this way of dying is too gruesome.

"I don't like interruptions when I'm speaking."

"Let me repeat it once more. If you want to survive, gather in the square. I naturally have a way to deal with the monster."

"Haha!"

"Deal with?"

"Just relying on you, a useless piece of trash? I'm really looking forward to the screams of you being eaten alive by the monster."

Ira, lying on the ground, sarcastically speaks, knowing that Clark won't spare him no matter what.

"How about it?"

"Idiot, come on!"

"Kill me!"

Clark chuckles lightly, his tone calm.

"Don't worry, you will die."

"But not now."

A mad dog gone berserk is no longer worth keeping, but there's still a need to make use of the waste.

The moonlight is bright, rare without the shroud of blood mist. The once brightly lit academy buildings are now hidden in the darkness of the night. The vast campus square, which used to see couples strolling and students playing basketball or chatting before the apocalypse, is now rarely frequented during the night.

"What's going on?"

In the cold night, groups of students are awakened from the library and cafeteria, gathering in the square like sheep being herded.

"Why are we being gathered here?"

The crowd is in chaos, with the awakened students who were called waking up constantly asking the awakened leading the way for information. The zombies inside the dormitory building have not been completely cleared, so most ordinary students choose to sleep in the open gym, seeking a collective sense of security.

"Don't ask so many questions..."

The dark-faced awakened from the academy stops the crowd's inquiries. Under Clark's intimidating force, perhaps still holding onto the last shred of hope, the remaining awakened in the academy choose to follow his instructions and gather all the students together.

From the moment Ira went crazy and destroyed the seal, they had lost hope of survival. The monster is skilled at tracking, and even if they want to escape, there is no way out. Only a part of the zombies outside the academy has been cleared, and it's too dangerous to leave individually. Grouping together will inevitably attract the relentless pursuit of the monster.

So when Clark says he's here to resolve the situation, people instinctively see him as their last lifeline.

On the podium in the square, the platform that was once used for the principal's speeches, Clark and the other two stand side by side. The numb-looking principal and leadership stand aside as if they were accessories.

The awakened stand at intervals of 10 meters to prevent potential chaos. In the middle are more than three thousand panicked and noisy students.

In another open space, cleared within a radius of fifty meters, Ira, covered with an oilcloth, curses incessantly while tied to a flagpole.

The chill of the night blows.

The hurriedly awakened girls only manage to put on their outerwear. Some well-proportioned art students can't help but shiver. Under normal circumstances, their beautiful body curves would attract attention, but now everyone is looking towards the platform with unease.

"Have you noticed that Lenny is missing?"

The crowd buzzes, a few sharp-eyed boys notice that Lenny, who used to stay close and follow the principal, is nowhere to be seen.

"Not just him, Senior Edmund is also missing..."

As the leading figure in the sports institute, Edmund's disappearance causes strong unease among the crowd.

"I know where Senior Edmund is..."

In the crowd, a few frail girls suddenly speak up:

"In the afternoon, the infirmary sent over an awakened one, and half of his body was crushed. "

"Although his head was covered, the clothes on his body were Senior Edmund's!"

"What's going on!?"

"Senior Edmund is so strong, who could harm him? Could The Licker have appeared nearby again?"

"The Licker?"

As the most commonly encountered mutant, it was a nightmare existence in the early days of the apocalypse.

"It's probably not as simple as The Licker."

Because the news was immediately sealed, most of the students who were just ordinary people had no idea what changes had occurred in the academy in just nine hours.

A bespectacled guy points towards the platform, looking doubtful.

"Haven't you noticed the three additional people?"

"And there was an explosion at the school gate, and President Norm, who usually loves the spotlight, is missing too."

"President Norm and the others should be in the back mountain; I went to inform them yesterday."

"Really? But I still feel something is off..."

"What do you mean?"

All present are university students, even the most foolish among them can understand the meaning behind the guy's words.

"If I'm not mistaken, our academy might be in for a change..."

He points to Clark, who is clearly in a leadership position, and the humble leaders beside him.

"Don't joke around, with so many awakened ones in our academy, not to mention a whole army, might not even be able to take us down!"

"Three people? I think they might have some background, like from the military? They've come to convey some information to the school!"

"I also think, maybe the outside has been reclaimed! They've come to get us to move!"

Before the crowd can reach a conclusion through arguments, President Gerard, at Clark's signal, steps forward to the front of the platform.

As the president, even though his prestige has diminished after the outbreak of the apocalypse, the title of president still has some use for ordinary students.

His voice, enhanced by psychic power, instantly spreads across the entire square.

"Students, I want to announce some information to you."

"Before revealing the information, I hope everyone can stay calm and stable their emotions."

As soon as he finishes speaking, the initially uneasy student group becomes somewhat chaotic. People whisper to each other, unsure of what to do. Some wonder if it's good news from the military.

Stay calm? Stabilize emotions?