Professor Beauty - Joanne

As Bruce Roberts led a few people into the hallway,

It was already overcrowded.

Among this group, not only were Ezekiel, Faith, Franklin, but also Fernando, Heywood, and that runaway old lady!

Seeing that well-endowed woman approaching Bruce Roberts, Ezekiel and Faith were filled with fear.

At the same time, they were also relieved that they didn't act impulsively as they used to.

If they really angered Bruce Roberts because of this woman?

Would they end up like Jasper?

The answer was definitely yes.

"Excuse me, you all look familiar, are you from the neighboring Dragon's Roost University?"

Jamal was still counting the number of combatants in the crowd, while Bruce Roberts was contemplating his next move.

A clear voice of doubt reached their ears.

Hearing this voice, they instinctively turned their heads.

"Huh? Professor Joanne?"

"Professor Joanne!?"

Seeing the newcomer, Cynthia Sanchez and Finnegan exclaimed simultaneously!

Even Bruce Roberts's eyes lit up.

Because the newcomer was none other than Joanne, the beautiful professor who had recently transferred to the Economics Department of Dragon's Roost University this semester.

Tall and slender, with delicate features, a pair of gold wire-rimmed glasses gave her an extra touch of maturity compared to the average woman.

Before the apocalypse, Bruce Roberts had also attended classes taught by this beautiful professor.

Watching her lecture on stage, Bruce Roberts listened particularly attentively.

Because the appearance of this beautiful professor was just too tempting!

She was different from Cynthia Sanchez's youthful beauty.

It was a unique taste of mature women, like a ripe peach, making these inexperienced college students unable to resist taking a bite.

However, every time she turned around and looked down at the students with arrogance and coldness in her eyes, most of the students couldn't help but avert their eyes, feeling a wave of awe and self-deprecation.

She was too beautiful, and too outstanding, like a goddess on an iceberg, making people dare not look directly at her.

But before, Bruce Roberts had only admired her with his eyes.

But now, Bruce Roberts couldn't help but doubt."Could this woman be the female lead?"

Bruce Roberts, well-versed in various novel tropes, naturally knew what a female lead was like.

First of all, in terms of appearance, they were absolutely unmatched, rarely seen beauties.

In terms of both figure and looks, they were definitely top-notch.

Just like Cynthia Sanchez now!

Standing at 165 centimeters tall, with an hourglass figure.

As a female college student, in this generally flat-chested environment, to actually have a C+ cup?

That was a bit unbelievable.

Secondly, their personalities were also diverse.

Innocent, cute, passionate, mature, they had it all.

Lastly, of course, they had to have a connection with the protagonist and eventually become the protagonist's woman.

Because only women who became involved with the protagonist could be called the female lead.

Jesse Thompson was a protagonist who was reborn in the apocalypse.

Besides the past entangled female lead, in this life, he would surely encounter various other girls!

This Joanne was a professor in the university's Economics Department!

Wearing a gray tight-fitting dress, which accentuated her figure to the extreme.

The expression on her breathtakingly beautiful face was unusually serious.

It gave off a very special contrastive beauty, making people very eager to conquer her!

Such a beautiful woman appearing in a hotel less than 500 meters away from the neighboring Salt University?

All signs indicated that this woman was likely the female lead in Jesse Thompson's script!

After Jesse Thompson left school, he would come here to save her, and then they would hit the road together?

Heh heh!

Did this Jesse Thompson also have a savior complex?

Thinking of this, Bruce Roberts suddenly thought of another question.

The protagonist Jesse Thompson wanted to take Joanne with him, which meant he had to give this woman some help!

If possible, he could also show off and slap some faces?

Then the target for the slap in the face should be...

"You all are really from the neighboring university, huh?"

Seeing everyone call out his name, Joanne adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses.Looking surprised, Joanne said, "Oh yes, Professor Joanne, I've taken your class before!" Seeing her teacher, Cynthia Sanchez seemed somewhat happy.

"Joanne, are they really your students??" The man next to her, wearing a shirt, trousers, shiny leather shoes, with slicked-back hair and a powdered face, politely asked.

Bruce Roberts carefully assessed this man.

A line of information appeared in his sight.

Name: Jerald

Age: 30

Height: 182 cm

Weight: 142 kg

Betrayal rate: 50

The betrayal rate of strangers wasn't very indicative!

However, this guy, amidst the chaos outside, could maintain his 'gentlemanly' demeanor, which was quite rare.

"It shouldn't be wrong!"

Jerald scrutinized the group, finally focusing his gaze on Bruce Roberts.

"Heh heh, this fellow seems quite influential, not only dressed in designer clothes but also accompanied by two bodyguards, right?"

His gaze was sharp, instantly recognizing Bruce Roberts's genuine clothing and also identifying the identities of Elbert and Cedric, the bodyguards.

"......"

Hearing Jerald's words, Bruce Roberts didn't know what to say for a moment.

Why was this guy's focus so peculiar?

Although it was true that his clothes had been changed!

The clothes prepared in the storage room were indeed designer brands.

But with so many monsters outside now, why would you care about someone else's clothes?

"What's wrong with having bodyguards?"

"Nothing, I just casually mentioned it!"

"Jerald, what time is it already? Why are you still concerned about these things?"

"Heh heh, Joanne, you know, right? It's a habit I developed when studying design abroad. I just returned to the country, you know..."

Jerald looked innocent, but there was a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Alright, stop talking about your experiences abroad!"Joanne didn't like Jerald constantly bringing up his experiences abroad, so she quickly raised her hand to interrupt him: "Why don't you think about what to do next? Do we need to go find food with them?"

"Go with them?"

Seeing Jamal organizing the counterattack in the crowd, a hint of disdain flashed in Jerald's eyes: "Joanne, are you kidding? Going out with them defenseless would be suicidal."

"But we also have no food where we are!"

"It's okay, Joanne! Trust me."

Jerald said confidently, "In at most three hours, someone will come to rescue us."

"What if they don't come?"

Jerald shrugged indifferently, "If they don't come, we can still go out and find food."

He was an intellectual.

Having spent a long time abroad, he had only recently returned to the country.

Due to his different knowledge and a bit of admiration for foreign things, he looked down on commoners like Jesse Thompson and Jamal.

He hadn't adjusted to life after the apocalypse yet.

Naively believing that the government would soon send a large force to rescue the city's residents.

Good-looking and self-assured, with a beautiful woman by his side, but still unable to accept reality in a short time?

It could be said that he was a typical representative of being slapped in the face in an apocalypse novel.

However, he was weak and hadn't awakened any special abilities.

He wasn't on the same level as antagonistic bosses like Bruce Roberts; he was just a supporting character to be slapped in the face in front of Joanne by Jesse Thompson.

From their brief conversation just now, Bruce Roberts could almost discern the villainous role this guy had.

As the saying goes: the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Perhaps he could use this Jerald to his advantage?

Thinking this, Bruce Roberts smiled and said, "Joanne, is this... your boyfriend?" Hearing Bruce Roberts's inquiry, Jerald remained calm on the surface, but inside, he was overjoyed.

This sword-wielding kid is quite sharp, huh?

Little did he know, Joanne completely ignored him and uttered two words coldly.

"No, he's not!"

Jerald's face couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed: "Joanne, can't you leave me some face?"

"What face should I leave? I don't like deceitful acts!" Joanne said flatly, "It is what it is, and it's not what it's not."