Beautiful teacher

Hearing Wang Gang's words, Jiang Xue was deeply moved.

She peered out of the window, and upon confirming that Wang Gang was the only one present, she opened the door.

"Wang Gang, is it really you? It's such a relief to see you. Has that scoundrel Ji Mingliang left?"

"Teacher Jiang, Ji Mingliang is dead; I killed him."

"What? You killed him?" Jiang Xue could hardly believe her ears.

In her eyes, Wang Gang had always been a well-behaved and good student, incapable of murder. Moreover, Wang Gang had never trained in any martial arts; she believed that he stood no chance against Ji Mingliang.

"Teacher Jiang, look." Wang Gang clenched his fist and struck the wall.

With a loud "bang," the wall caved in from his punch.

The dented area was surrounded by numerous cracks.

Jiang Xue gazed at this scene in disbelief.

She never imagined that Wang Gang had acquired such incredible strength in just a few days.

"Teacher Jiang, let's go out!"

Wang Gang led her to the restaurant.

When Qi Hui and the others saw Jiang Xue, their eyes widened.

Jiang Xue was simply too beautiful.

Her arched eyebrows resembled willow leaves, her eyes large and expressive, her nose delicate yet firm, and her lips like cherry blossoms. Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

Wearing a red dress, she resembled a rose in full bloom before them.

"Yong Ge, I never expected your teacher to be this beautiful. She's even more stunning than a movie star!"

Qi Hui nudged Zhao Yong with his elbow and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"I'm telling you, don't get any ideas about our teacher, or Big Brother will have you killed!"

Zhao Yong, aware of the close relationship between Jiang Xue and Wang Gang, immediately warned Qi Hui.

Qi Hui misunderstood Zhao Yong's words, thinking that Wang Gang and Jiang Xue were romantically involved, and in his heart, he begrudgingly thought: "Wang Gang's luck is too good. Not only did he win Zhang Jingjing's favor, but even Teacher Jiang seems to have feelings for him."

Observing the way Zhang Jingjing looked at Wang Gang, it was clear her gaze held admiration and reverence.

Of course, all the other girls present shared the same expression, looking at Wang Gang with adoration.

Qi Hui secretly vowed to improve his strength so that one day, he could also become the hero in the eyes of the girls, earning their admiration and reverence.

"I hereby declare that from today, this will be our temporary base!" Wang Gang announced loudly to everyone present.

"However, if you wish to stay here, you must work. The more you work, the more food you'll get. If you work little, you'll get little. As for those who refuse to work but still expect food, I won't provide anything."

"Of course, our base is a place of freedom and equality. Anyone who wishes to leave is free to go. We will not restrict your freedom."

Wang Gang then outlined the base's policies.

"Master, I want to go home. Is it alright if I leave?" one of the waitresses asked timidly.

Previously, Ji Mingliang had made them call him "Master," so they had grown accustomed to the title, and now they addressed Wang Gang the same way.

"Mm, go ahead," Wang Gang nodded.

The waitress was overjoyed and, after profusely thanking him, she left the restaurant.

Seeing that the waitress was unharmed, the vice-principal, three chefs, and several other waitstaff also requested to leave.

Wang Gang allowed them to go.

In the end, only Jiang Xue and a chubby chef remained.

"Little fatty, why haven't you left?" Jiang Xue asked, confused.

Wang Gang understood why Jiang Xue stayed. She was from another city, and her parents lived far away. Going outside now would only expose her to the zombies, so the safest option was to stay here.

But the chubby chef was local, and he should have gone home to find his family.

"Big Brother, my mother left me when I was young, and my father died in a car accident a few years ago. I have no relatives, and with zombies rampant outside, it's too dangerous. That's why I want to stay," the chubby chef said, his voice tinged with sadness.

Wang Gang patted his shoulder to offer comfort.

"Big Brother, I've realized you're a truly upright person. From today, I will follow you. Please take me under your wing!"

The chubby chef eagerly spoke.

"Alright! From today, you're my trainee brother. If you perform well, I'll officially make you a part of the team!" Wang Gang was very strict with his crew.

His subordinates must be of good character and have a strong sense of honor and belonging to the organization.

Since he didn't yet know the chubby chef well, Wang Gang would observe him for a while to assess his integrity.

"Thank you, Big Brother. I'll work hard!"

The chubby chef was overjoyed upon hearing that Wang Gang was willing to accept him, even as a trainee brother. He felt that following Wang Gang would be far better than sticking with Ji Mingliang.

Ji Mingliang was a tyrant who treated them like dirt, resorting to violence or insults at every turn.

But Wang Gang was far more democratic—kind to them and offering them freedom.

In this lawless world, Wang Gang was a refreshing presence.

Jiang Xue, having seen Wang Gang release the chefs and waitstaff, felt even more favorably toward him. She thought to herself, "If I were to find a husband, it should be someone like Wang Gang."

As she imagined Wang Gang as her husband, a shy blush crept onto her face.

She felt a little embarrassed and thought, "What am I thinking? Wang Gang is several years younger than me. How could we possibly be together?"

However, Qi Hui, looking at this democracy, scoffed.

He believed that in the apocalypse, a system of slavery should be implemented.

Male slaves should work for him, and female slaves should be for his pleasure. This, he thought, was what a true king should do.

"Big Brother, are you hungry? Let me cook for you!" The chubby chef eagerly volunteered, rushing into the kitchen.

Zhang Jingjing and the other girls followed him in to help.

Meanwhile, two off-road vehicles pulled up in front of Lubei Industrial University.

A group of strong men disembarked, and among them was none other than Zhang Tong, the older brother of Zhang Biao.

The zombies near the school gate charged toward Zhang Tong and the others.

Before Zhang Tong could make a move, his subordinates had already killed them all.

One of the zombies was a second-tier mutant.

The group entered the Taekwondo society, and Zhang Tong bluntly asked, "Hey! Has anyone seen my brother Zhang Biao?"

Upon seeing Zhang Tong, Zheng Lun immediately approached and, with a flattering tone, said, "Brother Tong, do you remember me? I'm Zheng Lun, a good friend of Brother Biao."

Zhang Biao had once taken Zheng Lun to their martial arts dojo, so Zheng Lun knew Zhang Tong.

However, Zhang Tong, who had a lofty stature, never bothered with someone like Zheng Lun, and didn't recognize him at all.

But Zhang Tong nodded, pretending to recall Zheng Lun: "Where is my brother?"

"Brother Tong, Biao Ge has been killed!" Zheng Lun feigned sorrow as he spoke.

"What? Killed?" Zhang Tong's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Zheng Lun.