Inside the canteen, Zhou Meng and several others were still observing the situation outside from time to time.
"Master, the gunshots have stopped," Zhao Xin had been watching the situation all along. Hearing that the gunshots on the inpatient department side had stopped, he immediately reported to Zhou Meng.
Zhou Meng was eating at this time. Hearing this, he spat out a chicken bone from his mouth: "They should be out of bullets this time. We have to be careful. They don't have enough bullets left and definitely won't be able to survive over there at the inpatient department. They will come back here to the canteen."
"Yeah, I think so too. When they come back, we'll fight them head on."
"Don't worry. I guess if anyone else comes over, there will only be three people left. Black Wolf's injury is much better now. It won't be difficult to take them out."
"What if Black Wolf gets shot again? Those soldiers seem to have pretty good marksmanship."
"That's fine too. Black Wolf has strong self-healing abilities. As long as we stay inside the canteen and guard the windows, they can't get in even with guns."
As he spoke, Zhou Meng fiddled with a crossbow arrow in his hand, full of confidence.
This crossbow was something he had bought online before. Although not as good as a gun, it was still very useful for shooting birds and small animals, with considerable destructive power. As long as he hid in the dark, anyone who dared to come in would get an arrow from him, whether they were soldiers or not. At least heavily injured, if not killed.
Zhao Xin also nodded: "That's right. Besides, there are so many hostages here. The soldiers absolutely won't dare to mess around."
Zhou Meng took another chicken leg and gnawed on it a few more times. After eating about half of it, he directly threw the remainder to the Tibetan Mastiff, Black Wolf.
The Tibetan mastiff wolf swallowed it in one gulp, then turned its cold, fierce gaze on the rest of the survivors.
Including the man who claimed to be the CEO of Tianyuan Group, all the survivors shivered in fear.
This mutant beast was too terrifying. If it hadn't been for its master restraining it, these survivors would have definitely been eaten by the Tibetan mastiff. They didn't dare defy Zhou Meng, mainly because of this Tibetan mastiff.
Especially when the few soldiers had come over earlier, all of whom had been driven back by this Tibetan mastiff. Their hearts were even more desperate.
The CEO of Tianyuan Group was even more indignant as he scolded Xiao Fan and the others. He also took this opportunity to express his loyalty to Zhou Meng.
"Big brother Zhou, if there is no rescue, then I will follow you from now on. Even if there is a rescue, I know quite a few people in high places. I will surely put in many good words for you then to ensure your safety."
Zhou Meng's gaze swept over this CEO. The other party was dressed in custom tailored western suit, with a shiny gold watch on his wrist, looking every bit an upstart. Indeed, such a person would never have given him a second look before. If not for this doomsday, how could he possibly be so respectful to him now?
Feeling much lighter, he glanced sideways at the other party: "Well, that depends on your performance."
The Tianyuan CEO nodded like a chicken pecking rice, indicating that he would definitely perform well.
At this moment, the Tibetan mastiff who had been lying next to Zhou Meng suddenly raised its head, its fur slightly bristled, and it made a terrible growling sound, as if it had encountered some danger.
Zhou Meng hurriedly threw a bone to the Tibetan mastiff to soothe it. This was his precious pet, the capital to survive this doomsday. In his heart, the Tibetan mastiff′s life was much more valuable than a human′s.
But the Tibetan mastiff didn′t even look at the bone. As if provoked by something, it suddenly stood up and rushed towards the window.
"Hey Black Wolf, stop! It's dangerous outside!"
Zhou Meng hurried to catch up, as he didn′t dare guarantee the Tibetan mastiff wouldn′t get shot by those soldiers if it went outdoors.
Reaching the window and lifting the curtains, Zhou Meng saw the situation outside.
No wonder the Tibetan mastiff had gone mad. Just ten meters outside the window, a huge German Shepherd was squatting there.
This German Shepherd was very big, even slightly bigger than the Tibetan mastiff. Especially when it saw the Tibetan mastiff appear at the window, the German Shepherd even lifted a leg and pissed right there!
The animal kingdom has its own unique laws. This kind of urinating was marking territory, a behavior seen in animals with a sense of territory. Any animal that had a sense of its territory absolutely could not tolerate provocation from other animals!
By doing this, the German Shepherd was bluntly telling the Tibetan mastiff ′I don′t even consider you worth looking at. What are you gonna do about it huh? Not convinced? Come at me!′
The Tibetan mastiff was already quite ferocious to begin with, let alone a mutant beast. How could it tolerate this kind of provocation? Before Zhou Meng could hold it back, the Tibetan mastiff let out a roar and leapt through the window!
Seeing the Tibetan mastiff come out, the German Shepherd also fearlessly went up to meet it!
The fighting between animals was even more brutal than humans. In an instant, dust flew outside the window, dog fur fluttered everywhere, and intense barking rang out, even attracting the zombies upstairs who couldn't resist rushing down upon hearing the noise.
But without intelligence, they didn't know how to take the stairs. Some zombies even smashed through the upstairs windows and fell straight down, shattering into pieces upon hitting the ground.
Those whose heads weren't smashed still squirmed worm-like on the ground, trying to crawl over here.
Zhou Meng was anxious and paced around, wanting to try shooting the German Shepherd with his crossbow, but the two dogs had already tumbled into a ball, not easy to get a clear shot.
Moreover, he didn't quite dare get too close to the window, for fear those soldiers might take a shot at him.
After thinking for a moment, he directly pulled over the Tianyuan Group CEO and shoved him in front of himself as a human shield.
"Come on, now's the time to show yourself. Give me some cover."
The Tianyuan Group CEO stood tremblingly in front of Zhou Meng as Zhou Meng prepared to aim his crossbow.
If he had eyes in the back of his head, he would've seen that on the building of the surgical department, someone was sliding down a rope and had almost reached right above their heads!
Feeling safe with his human shield in place, Zhou Meng concentrated on aiming carefully. He didn't expect a figure to suddenly plunge down from the sky!
Xu Qiang had been preparing for half a day already. Seeing the two dogs fight, he had slid down. Now seeing his chance, he kicked powerfully off the wall. As his body swung back out and in towards the window... he appeared right in front of it!
"Master, be careful!"
Zhao Xin shouted loudly from behind. Zhou Meng jumped in fright and hurriedly hid behind the Tianyuan CEO: "I have a hostage...ah!"
Before he could finish speaking, Xu Qiang unleashed a powerful midair double kick, directly and fiercely kicking the Tianyuan Group CEO in the chest.
This kick was vicious enough to send the Tianyuan CEO and Zhou Meng flying four to five meters away together!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!