Except for Kevin Zhou, the other four people in the dorm were all busy with their own things. When they heard his shout, they couldn't help but look over.
"Ian Song, could you please stop making a fuss?" Leo Liao said, a little speechless.
"Something's wrong! Mason Ma has gone crazy—someone help!"
Suddenly, an anxious and panicked shout came from outside the door.
Everyone recognized the voice—it was Warren Wang from the neighboring dorm.
"Did something really happen? Let's go check it out!" Kevin Zhou stood up, ready to head outside.
But Ian Song reached out and grabbed his shoulder, lowering his voice. "Don't be impulsive! I suspect Mason Ma has already been infected by the zombie virus."
"Damn! Still playing spooky games at a time like this? I don't believe there are zombies in this world!" Leo Liao cursed as he rushed out of the dorm.
Seeing this, Ian Song was a bit helpless. Worried that Leo Liao might run into trouble, he quickly followed after him.
"Warren Wang, what happened?" Stepping out of the dorm, Leo Liao asked a tall guy—the very same Warren Wang who had just shouted.
Fear flashed in Warren Wang's eyes, and he pointed toward their dorm room.
Leo Liao walked up to the doorway and saw someone hunched over a corpse, gnawing on its flesh. Two other people were huddled in the corner, shaking.
Maybe sensing Leo Liao’s gaze, the person devouring the corpse suddenly lifted his head.
His face was smeared with blood, bits of flesh hanging from his mouth. Even through the gore, Leo Liao recognized Mason Ma. But Mason’s eyes had turned an ashen gray, making him look terrifying.
"Ah!"
Leo Liao jumped back in fright, instinctively retreating.
Inside the dorm, Mason Ma kept his head down, gnawing on the corpse. The sounds of tearing and chewing made Leo Liao’s skin crawl.
At that moment, students from other dorms rushed over. Seeing the scene inside, their faces turned ashen with fear.
"You five, get back to your dorm!"
Ian Song frowned at Leo Liao and the others. He didn’t know when the full zombie outbreak would erupt, but Mason Ma was clearly the start. Dozens of students crowded the corridor—no one knew who might turn next.