Lin Chu turned up the volume on the peephole vision to catch the sounds outside the door.

Earlier, that timid man had failed to ambush her and ended up getting a brutal beating instead. His screams had attracted a good number of zombies nearby, making it quite noisy. When sleeping or dissecting, she usually muted the outside sounds to avoid disturbances.

Lately, Twin Tails had nearly cleared out all the zombies on the first floor of Building 6, restoring some peace and quiet to their shelter.

She took a bottle of iced milk tea from her space, dressed in a loose, breathable patient gown, and leaned back on the bed.

Since entering the zombie world, Lin Chu had been racing against time almost nonstop—either for her own sake or for others. Now, she finally had a moment of leisure.

With a gulp of iced milk tea, she felt a burst of satisfaction.

In her original world, she rarely drank these sugary drinks.

As a child, her family was poor and could barely afford food.

After her father died, her mother remarried that man, and they couldn’t even manage three meals a day. As long as she wasn’t beaten and could eat, it was already a decent day.

When she started making money herself, Lin Chu had gotten used to a monk-like, minimalist life.

Now she suddenly understood why people in her original world loved these sweet drinks so much.

Sweet things really could lift your mood.

Lin Chu took sip after sip.

She wasn’t lacking in food and drink now. One pair of zombie eyeballs could be exchanged for one food item. Lin Chu had already traded in all the zombie eyeballs in her inventory for food.

A total of 30 items.

Adding that to the food she had brought back from the convenience store—items she had salvaged and made edible—she could easily survive in the shelter for a full 30 days.

But a person couldn’t just live off stored supplies forever.

This current zombie world wasn’t all that difficult, and since the system had limited her point farming, she’d shifted strategies. She would focus on completing as many eyeball missions as possible to stockpile food.

If the next world turned out to be much harder, she could rely on this stash to survive.

As Lin Chu planned out what to do in the remaining 23 days, she kept one ear trained on the sounds outside.

But until 3 p.m., nothing happened.

Just as she was about to lie back for a nap, a sudden string of footsteps sounded outside the door.

“Boss Ma, I saw it with my own eyes on the first day—those two women walked into this restroom and disappeared. They must have set up their shelter in here!”

That voice was identical to the one from the first day, the same one that had talked about messing with them behind their backs.

Lin Chu immediately jumped off the bed, walked barefoot to the door, and pressed her eye to the peephole.

She saw a group of people walk into the restroom. Leading them was a man with glasses who had been dropped into the game at the same time as her.

His glasses were now cracked.

Behind him stood none other than the psychotic killer she had locked in the elevator that night.

The man with glasses had just called out “Boss Ma,” and Lin Chu instantly remembered his name—Ma Yan.

Seeing how Ma Yan still walked with such a commanding air, Lin Chu felt a tinge of regret that her actions that day hadn’t managed to cripple him.

She looked past them.

Three of them were familiar faces from the night Ma Yan had first shown up—one of them was the scrawny cameraman who had fled in fear.

Two unfamiliar and aggressive men were pushing along two timid, beaten-down men at the rear.

Peering through the peephole, Lin Chu realized that those two timid men were also players who had been dropped into the game on the same day as her.

Their faces bore clear signs of recent violence.

All nine of them squeezed into the restroom, making the already cramped space even tighter.

If zombies showed up now, there wouldn’t be room to even throw a punch.

Ma Yan seemed to realize this too. He turned and instructed two of his men, “You two, stand guard outside. If anything—or anyone—tries to come close, take them out.”

The two obeyed and left.

With the two big guys gone, the space opened up slightly.

“They came in before us that day. By the time we came in, they were already gone. I—I don’t know which two doors they went into,” the man with glasses said cautiously, watching Ma Yan’s expression.

Ma Yan stared at the three intact doors and lifted his chin. “You all, tear down those three doors!”

“I want to see exactly which door that bitch is hiding behind.”

Lin Chu understood then—he was here for her.

She just didn’t know how he had managed to capture the man with glasses and the other two taskers who had entered the game the same day as her.

The scrawny cameraman was shoved forward by one of the unfamiliar men and stumbled toward the outermost door.

The other two men moved toward the doors belonging to Zheng Ziyu and Lin Chu.

All three began smashing the doors with their weapons.

Public restroom doors weren’t built to last. One hit bent them, two hits broke them down.

In no time, the three doors were torn down.

Ma Yan’s face twisted into a feral grin.

“Drag them out!”

“Ah—what’s going on?! Please, don’t kill me—!”

The scrawny one gritted his teeth and dragged the timid man out of the first stall.

But the two unfamiliar men only found empty stalls and looked grim.

“Boss, there’s no one in mine.”

“Same here, Boss. No one.”

At that moment, Lin Chu’s peephole vision was blocked by one of the unfamiliar men. Out of her sight, Ma Yan’s smile vanished in an instant.

“What?!”

His voice rose sharply, fists clenching until his knuckles popped.

They had destroyed the shelter’s doors, but no one had fallen out. That left only two possibilities:

One, she wasn’t in the shelter.

Two, she had activated the anti-theft door.

Activating the anti-theft feature required 150 points. Very few newbies could rack up that many points just after their 7-day protection period ended.

Everyone present subconsciously assumed it was the first possibility—that Lin Chu and Zheng Ziyu weren’t inside.

But where had they gone?

Ma Yan’s eyes fell on the timid man on the floor, whose mouth was stuffed with dirty cloth.

“Hey! Where did those two bitches go?!”

The coward shook his head violently.

Ma Yan was in a terrible mood.

It was like tearing open a package with excitement, only to find it was empty.

Anyone would want to curse at that.

Ma Yan did curse—and then took all his rage out on the man with glasses.

“You damn idiot! You sure this is the place?! You sure it was these stalls?! If your eyes don’t work, I’ll make sure they never work again!”

The man with glasses had also frozen in shock at the empty stalls.

Now, gripped by Ma Yan, he panicked and tried to explain, “Boss Ma, I—I swear I’m not lying! I saw them with my own eyes! I couldn’t be mistaken! Besides—besides, we even tried the keys on those stalls!”

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something. He pointed to the two timid men behind him and the man on the floor.

“They saw it too! The three of us saw them go in!”

Then he pointed at the coward on the ground. “Him! He was the one who secretly set up the shelter here when we weren’t looking! He must have seen those two women!”