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389: Chapter 338: People asking for help 389: Chapter 338: People asking for help All of them had a good rest, so when it was dinner time, most of them had already regained their energy and were busy chatting with each other.

In the past few days, they were all so busy that they didn’t even have time to really chat with others.

After getting a long rest, they were finally back to their usual selves and were readily talking to each other, mostly about what they had managed to improve and learn in the past few days.

Even after dinner, they were still busy chatting, but they were disturbed by Mark, who came to report.

“Boss, some people are coming here.

They were dealing with some zombies near the area that we had cleaned up and are running towards here.” “How many people?” Treyton asked.

“Bryan said that he detected eight people in total.” “Ok, since they’re coming towards us, let’s just see what their purpose is.

If they’re just here to rest for the night, then let them stay on the first floor as long as they aren’t malicious.” Since there were people coming, Zam, Yang, and some of the others went downstairs to wait for the people that Mark reported.

And the kids who heard that there were people coming didn’t go downstairs as they weren’t allowed to, but they still went to the window and looked outside.

It was already dark, so they probably wouldn’t see anything, but they still insisted on looking outside to try and see what was happening.

The others who were left also didn’t talk much as they waited for the ones who went downstairs.

After a while, Luciel and the others heard people running to where they were and then talking to the people downstairs.

Luciel didn’t pay much attention to the voices below, as Yang and the others would still report the situation to them afterward.

They also didn’t wait long before Yang and the others came to the second floor together with strangers.

“Why are they here?” Treyton asked while looking at Yang before glancing at the strangers who came up with them.

Luciel and the members who were left on the second floor also looked at the strangers who came.

As Bryan had detected, there were indeed eight people in total, and aside from two men who looked to be older adults, the rest looked quite young, probably in their early twenties or younger.

Even though they looked ragged and malnourished, it was still very obvious that they were quite young.

“They’re asking for help, so I think it’s better to let them talk to you, as I couldn’t decide what to do afterward,” Yang answered.

“I see.

What help do you guys want?” Treyton asked.

The middle-aged man wearing glasses spoke.

“Hello, I’m the teacher of these guys.

Please help us, or at least help the students get out of this city!

I know we’re being shameless, and I know that you guys don’t have any obligation to help us, but I can’t just let my students die when I can still see some hope for them to survive.” “Are you talking about the ones beside you?” Treyton asked, looking at the younger people around the man with glasses.

“Yes, and not just them, but the 500 students in the school.” “500?” Treyton asked in surprise.

“That’s a lot,” Luciel also commented after hearing the number.

The area they were in was already very near the center of the city, so it was heavily populated that’s why there were a lot of zombies around.

But they actually had 500 students who managed to survive for such a long time, which was quite surprising.

“Yes, we have 549 students in our school, including these kids here.

I know that it’s a hassle to bring such a number, but please, at least help them out of this city.” “Ok, we’ll help you guys out,” Treyton readily said, and then added, “But tell us first, how many adults are there with you?

Tell us how you guys managed to survive until now, and tell us why you chose to come to us to ask for help.” “We only have 68 adults, and all the others are still students.” “Actually, we’re already adults, but they weren’t counting us,” a student said, interrupting what his teacher was saying.

“Yes, we’re already 18, and a few are also 19 years old,” another student added.

“Quiet,” the man with glasses said and glared at the students who spoke before turning to them again and saying, “As you can see, they’re still young, so we can’t really let them die in a place like this.

The disaster happened at night, so all of us were staying at the faculty and student buildings.

Thankfully, the other teachers who woke up first immediately started managing the situation together with the students who also woke up early.

The accommodation that the school provided for students was also in rooms for two students or single rooms, that’s why a lot of students still managed to survive even though others had already turned into zombies.

We stayed at the school for two weeks while waiting for rescue or parents of students who might come, relying on the cafeteria’s stock.

But in those two weeks, only a few parents came and got their children.

After two weeks, we started going out to get supplies.

Fortunately, there were supermarkets near the school, so we got a lot of things from there.

With those supplies, we managed to last until now, but now that the zombies are getting stronger, we couldn’t go that far any longer.

We also only managed to survive because of the nature of the school’s specialized science and sports program.

A lot of students were strong since they focused on sports, and a lot of students also knew how to make a lot of practical things that were very helpful to everyone.

With the adults and students helping each other out we manage to hold on until now.”