Side Story: Fantasy Journey 63

A bunch of lousy students were at a loss. If they could study hard, would they be looting things here?

They could only continue glaring at the 'genius,' Cold. "So, where the hell is the d*mn trophy?"

Cold had a long face. He had blurted out the answer in excitement; how was he supposed to know what location it was referring to?

But seeing the weapons around him being raised higher and higher and getting closer and closer, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. "Memory, memory card, find a place which sells memory cards."

Those who used cell phones pretty much knew what that was. They turned around and ran to the phone store.

Seeing that, the others followed.

Looking at how the phone store was packed with what looked like a zombie horde, the nerds almost pissed their pants and didn't dare approach at all.