There was a tense pause.
Yu Song spoke up first, his voice low but steady.
"I'll take a bat."
Chen Wei hesitated, then nodded. "Same for me. Bat."
Qingran turned her eyes toward Xu Tianming, who straightened under the weight of her gaze.
"I… I can use a gun," he said after a beat, his voice carrying a shaky kind of determination. "Not great at it, but I've practiced before, going on hunting trips with my grandfather."
Qingran gave him a brief nod, accepting it without praise. "Got it."
As the elevator doors slid open, she added briskly, "Weapons will be distributed at the lobby. Once we're on the move, remember: if you fall behind, you're on your own. So don't fall behind, you risk both your life and ours."
The elevator slid open with a soft ding.
Qingran stepped out first, eyes sweeping the wide, dim lobby automatically. The barricades around the main doors were still holding up.
But if it were to be a mutant siege, would these barricades be able to hold up?
