Chapter 136: Plants vs. Zombies

Chapter 136 *Plants vs. Zombies*

Wu Xiuli turned to Sirius. "What do you think?"

The members of the Sirius team exchanged glances. "Captain Wu's opinion is ours."

Wu Xiuli smirked. "Typical of Principal Jiang's people—so incredibly perceptive."

She tilted her head toward Wu Yue, who immediately declared,

"Sis Xiuli, I'm your loyal follower now."

Praise our captain! Even her subordinates are spineless yes-men!

Wu Xiuli's face twitched. "Wu Yue, don't say such nonsense with that unfairly handsome face of yours."

Wu Yue nodded. "Yes, Sis Xiuli is right."

It’s so reassuring when the bosses are overpowered. Bosses sticking together—how wholesome.

"Wu Yue? It's Su Mo! Please help me!

I'm starving and bleeding... it hurts so much...

Can you bring Qingci-ge to save me?"

Wu Yue thought Su Mo sounded like a broken record on repeat.

Wu Xiuli glanced sideways. "Heard about your conflict with the girl inside from Wu Chong. Want us to eliminate her?"

Concerned about potential backlash from harming the protagonist, Wu Yue shook her head.

"Just seal her in. I'll draw a silencing talisman."

She took out a red marker and painted a large character for "Silence" (静) on the door. As an extra precaution, she drew a hyper-realistic open mouth beneath it—surrounded by a circle and slashed through.

As the ink dried, Su Mo's pleas faded into silence.

Wu Yue clasped her hands, murmuring, "Three point one four one five nine two six..."

The Sirius members exchanged puzzled looks. One asked,

"What chant is that?"

Wu Yue blinked—she hadn’t expected these reserved types to engage.

"Clan secret. Reinforces the seal."

(She avoided using techniques from the Celestial Master Manual while outsiders were present.)

Their stares intensified, watching her suspiciously until Wu Xiuli blocked their view.

"Falcon's intelligence was only half accurate. No school building, but we’ll be at the dorms by eight."

She checked her watch. "Move out."

As soon as they left the building, the dormitory erupted with the sound of marching ghostly battalions and the howls of wrathful spirits.

The entire dormitory building seemed to come alive, with the sound of massive chewing like a monster chowing down.

Wu Yue's cold gaze turned toward the clock tower—its hands hadn't moved, indicating no one had died yet.

As expected, Wu Yue thought, Su Mo couldn't possibly die so easily in a dungeon like this.

Just after eight o'clock, the thick fog dissipated, unveiling the truth of the vast square below the dormitory.

Beneath the towering clock tower stretched endless rows of black stone tablets—all tombstones. As sunlight hit them, the tombstones shuddered sporadically.

Soon, countless zombies crawled out from beneath them. These zombies, split by the clock tower as a dividing line, simultaneously advanced toward both the girls' and boys' dormitories.

Wu Xiuli immediately commanded, "Everyone, form up!"

The female commander of Sirius barked, "Attack!"

Wu Yue noticed the zombies moved extremely slowly, their blank, dopey faces almost laughable.

Upon spotting people, they ambled over like lazy punks.

They couldn't care less about losing limbs. When killed, they simply fell apart in chunks, brains splattered everywhere.

It had a weird, nihilistic charm—living if they could, dying if they couldn't.

Then they dropped loot—all total junk.

However, different tombstones spawned different-looking zombies—some wore hats, others metal buckets. The more equipment a zombie had, the harder it was to defeat.

With their current numbers, 60 zombies spawning per minute was doable.

But if all tombstones spawned zombies simultaneously—especially high-level ones, with equal numbers on both sides—their group of 25 facing the boys' dormitory's 67 would be wiped out.

As Wu Yue pondered, she swung a plunger and mop handle in both hands, bashing zombie heads left and right.

Watching heads drop at her feet, she ignored the decay stench and rifled through the drops.

"Obtained a rusted bucket full of holes—leaks like a sieve."

"Obtained a stinky Santa hat—even a mutt wouldn't touch it."

"Obtained a broken baseball bat—attack power +3."

"Obtained a berserk Corn Soup Launcher—watch out, its boiling soup can melt you to goo."

Looting away, Wu Yue stopped dead.

A berserk Corn Soup Launcher... a zombie...

This scene suddenly reminded her of a world-famous tabletop game, irresistible to anyone from toddlers to grannies during idle moments!

Wu Yue tried placing the Corn Soup Launcher on the square, but it immediately went berserk in every direction—720 degrees, sky and ground. If not for her reflexes, she might've become stew meat for zombie soup.

Clearly, this launcher was uncontrollable.

But judging by how it scorched everything in a 10-meter blast zone, Wu Yue realized:

To win this battle, these launchers might just be the key!

Here's the edited translation incorporating the expert suggestions:

Think carefully...

Think again...

The instance strongly suppresses their abilities while providing tools to complete the level, so there must be a way to control the pitchers!

What did she gain after entering the instance?

Blankets, plentiful food, and... a flashlight.

Yes! The flashlight!!

Carefully releasing the Enraged Corn Soup Pitcher again, Wu Yue ducked under the blanket and immediately aimed the flashlight at it.

The acrid smell of burning filled the air, accompanied by the tearing sound of leaves and rapid plant growth.

The Corn Soup Pitcher locked onto the flashlight's beam, its eyes burning with rage.

"Ha!!"

With a loud shout, the pitcher's size doubled.

Thump thump thump, thump thump thump, thump thump thump,

The pitcher twisted rhythmically, its throwing speed tripling while the corn kernels and soup projectiles grew ten times larger than before.

A single soup missile landed with a thunderous "Boom!"

The zombies turned in confusion, "Huh?"

Where the horde had gathered near freshly appeared tombstones, every blade of grass was gone—reduced to scorched earth that instantly burst with shimmering loot bags.

Wu Yue's sharp eyes noticed the projectiles could even damage the tombstones themselves.

While the damage was slight, this proved the combat method worked perfectly!!

As Wu Yue processed this major discovery, her mind racing,

The thunderous blast made all five elite battle team members halt their battles.

Even these elite fighters, renowned throughout the alliance, stood shocked into questioning themselves.

What superhuman player could create such a huge disturbance with their game weapons, systems, and mental powers all suppressed?!