Apocalypse King: Recruiting S-Tier Beauties With My Ruler System Chapter 107: The Archery Club Shine!

March 18, 20xx — 08:46 AM

Longwan University — Eastern Gate Exit / Connecting Streets

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The zombies...

Wandering. Sniffing. Swaying like at puppets whose strings had frayed. So wore student uniforms, others security vests crusted in black.

"Twenty-seven... maybe thirty," Zhou Xue whispered.

Mu Qinglan’s eyes narrowed. "We could avoid them."

"Not cleanly. They’re spread out."

Yifei nodded at . "You want to charge?"

"No." I turned to the back. "Archers."

Chen Xun and Deng Hua stepped forward — Liang Qiu a second later. Each one drew arrows from the shoulder bags I gave them. Light carbon shafts. Reinforced tips. I saw their fingers tremble — not with fear, but readiness.

"Fire only on my signal," I said.

They nodded.

Zhou Xue pointed to a crumbled retaining wall about ten ters ahead. "That spot’s raised. Good elevation. Clear line of fire."

"Move there. Now."

The three archers crept forward.

Not one zombie noticed.

Yet.

When Chen Xun slipped behind the wall and nocked his first arrow, I raised my hand.

"Targets left to right. Slowest first."

The first arrow hissed through the air, then slamd into a zombie’s skull.

Thunk.

It fell.

The sound was soft. The others didn’t react.

Then Deng Hua fired.

Then Liang Qiu.

Three more dropped.

Their bodies crumpled like puppets with strings cut, each one clean, quiet, and fast.

"Amazing..."

That’s when Zhou Xue and Liang i both stepped beside , their bows fully drawn.

I noticed the special gloves they both wore before the low whistle of their bowstrings, and another two zombies fell.

The mont the zombies died, the increase in my ZKP and experience echoed, bringing a smile to my face.

"When we’ve cleared them out, let’s collect the arrows and head south!"

Another six fired. Another six dropped.

Tension wound tight across my shoulders, but the noise level stayed low. No chain reaction. No runners. No freaks.

Just rotting and collapsing one by one.

They worked like they’d done this before.

Mu Qinglan exhaled behind . "They’re learning."

I nodded.

They retrieved every arrow they could, working in pairs. So were stained or bent, but most were usable.

Eighteen kills. Six avoided entirely.

The remaining ones drifted too far left, far from our route.

"Clear path to the street," Zhou Xue said.

We advanced.

Everyone’s breathing steadied.

The wind picked up, carrying the sll of wet brick, rotted paper, and burned plastic. I glanced back once.

The university — the heart of everything we’d lost and survived — stood behind us. Windows shattered. Trees blackened from old fires. I couldn’t believe such a beautiful place could collapse so easily.

If I didn’t leave to save Zhou Xue, would Old Zhou have suffered the sa fate as Old Lei?

That thought brought a sense of victory to my chest... I didn’t feel upset anymore and thought I had achieved sothing.

We crossed the outer boundary.

Into the city.

The road ahead was littered with collapsed cars, empty storefronts, cracked glass, and silence.

But it wasn’t clean. Not really.

Mu Qinglan slowed beside . "This quiet’s not natural."

"It never is," I said.

Yifei turned slightly, adjusting the strap on her spear. "You think he’s still watching us?"

I didn’t answer.

Because I knew he was.

Zao wasn’t a normal zombie, and from his intelligent look, I could only assu that he wanted to settle our score one day... but not with these people to ruin it. I didn’t know what I was to Zao the mutant zombie, but maybe I am sothing he needs to kill to evolve.

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March 18, 20xx — 09:05 AM

City Sector D12 – East Road, Comrcial Row

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We moved in silence, boots crunching on broken glass, wet leaves, and forgotten lives.

The streets were narrower here, cluttered with flipped trash bins, shattered storefronts, and husks of cars choked in vines. An overturned delivery truck blocked the sidewalk halfway down the block. Moss had claid half the paint job.

Sothing I noticed was that flowers, flora and weeds grew faster since the world changed... vines grew along the buildings as if it were three years, not eighteen days, and the small weeds and tree roots in the cracks of concrete lifted it...

’What is causing this?’

Of course, the system didn’t answer ...

I held up a hand.

"Pause."

We ca to a small shopping area just south of the university.

The group huddled behind an old tourist information sign, eyes alert. I swept a quick scan of the buildings nearby.

Two storefronts with intact signage.

One was a corner pharmacy — front windows blown in, but shelving still visible.

The other was a camping gear outlet — tal shutter half-lowered, dented but not split.

"Qinglan. Zhou Xue. i. With in the pharmacy."

I turned to the others.

"Deng Hua, Liang Qiu, Chen Xun — secure the camping store. Watch for biters under the shelves."

"Got it," Deng Hua said, tapping his bowstring.

Shen Yifei ca close to and whispered. "What about ?" In my ear.

"Can you keep watch for , Yifei?"

She looked at with a smile before nodding. "Hmph... You better reward later."

I stepped through the pharmacy door.

The air inside was thick — dry rot and iodine, mixed with mould and sothing sickly sweet. Rows of dicine boxes, bottles, and paper masks still clung to the wall hooks.

Mu Qinglan moved with precision — knife out, flashlight clipped to her glove. Zhou Xue was already at the far end, scanning labels. Liang i lingered near the door, one hand on the bat I gave her earlier.

"I don’t know dicine well, Zhou Xue... Liang i, I think you know best right?"

The won giggled, with Liang i’s soft smile soothing the tension. "Of course I do." She then stepped closer to and held two small boxes of pills.

"You want to grab painkillers, antibiotics, antiseptics. Anything labelled blood coagulant. Don’t bother sorting brands."

"Understood." It didn’t feel bad to ask what I didn’t know, and she showed what to look for, which helped a great deal.

I moved fast. Snatched boxes into a shoulder bag, checked for tampering, then tossed in a few ration packs still vacuum-sealed in a nearby wall fridge. Liquids? Mostly ruined. Syrups were broken on the floor. But the pill packs were gold.

Of course, the ones needing to be chilled or kept safe, I tossed them into my inventory.

"Found bandages and trauma gauze," Qinglan said, holding up a dusty first aid kit. "Still sealed."

"Take it all."

Behind , I heard Xue’s voice. "Got saline tabs. Disinfectant sprays. Four bottles unopened."

Perfect.

We regrouped at the door.

"How was the yield?" I asked with my backpack open, showing the bag full of dical items. Though I could buy them from the system, I planned to make a small infirmary for the woman who was a doctor to use.

People below Tier B would use natural dicine.

’Well, if they go on missions, or choose to be soldiers I’ll give them system dicine and rations too.’

Qinglan filled her backpack with sothing interesting.... XL Condoms... birth control pills, and beauty items like face masks and skin oils and ointnts. She looked at Zhou Xue and Liang i, who blushed seeing the condom boxes—they looked at with a blushing face, which was quite amusing.

I peeked outside.

Chen Xun waved to from the other side of the street, grinning behind a lifted camp stove. Deng Hua had a solar flashlight in one hand, and Liang Qiu held up a compact sleeping bag with the label still intact.

Score.

I gave a sharp whistle and pointed to the back alley.

We linked up there.

Yifei had already checked it. No movent. Just old graffiti and burnt plastic. She was breathing lightly, spear loose in her grip.

"Quiet on the other side, too," she said.

Before we moved, I leaned close and kissed her cheek. "Great work, beautiful." Her face turned red as I pulled away.

Thanks to the system, I knew she killed eleven zombies.

"J-John!?" She gasped, but I didn’t respond.

We moved through the side street to avoid the main street full of zombies and broken cars, and burned trash. It would be too dangerous if we got trapped in the centre.

The first scavenging and looting was successful... so I thought about doing more before we returned, the people back ho might be worried after we vanished for an entire day.

’Jiang Roulan... I miss your smile.’

"Let’s move."