The voice was too unique and stood out to Jin-woo immediately. He had a feeling she would make a great singer. Perhaps that was why she was in the Broadcasting Club.
Jin-woo immediately ignored this inconsequential detail and said.
"No need to thank me. Other students in the security station on the west wing will draw the zombies from there out. All you need to do is wait for my call to turn on the speakers."
"Okay, which one will you be leading the zombies to? How will I reach the other group?"
Jin-woo upon hearing this paused, but he soon understood the girl's words.
"I'm the only one luring the zombies to the gymnasium and auditorium."
"Huh? Why?"
The girl seemed startled upon hearing Jin-woo's claim. She then further questioned.
"How will that work? You're planning on trapping the zombies in both the gymnasium and auditorium because it's not guaranteed that all the zombies would enter one, right? But by yourself even if you successfully lead the first horde into the gymnasium, how would you close the door while avoiding the rest of the zombies? It's too dangerous, it's best if you have a few people helping you."
Jin-woo already knew all of this, but he couldn't ask the students from his class for help. He would feel even more guilty than he already did if someone died following him. As for the other students and teachers on the east wing's second floor, it was too dangerous for them to leave their position.
Besides, as he said before, even if he couldn't trap the zombies, he was confident in outrunning them.
But more than that, what made Jin-woo confident in carrying out this plan was his ability. In this apocalypse, his illness had suddenly become an ability straight out of a movie or comic. He didn't know whether others gained abilities like he had, but something told him that wasn't the case as he had his since he was born.
After a moment, Jin-woo responded to the girl.
"I wouldn't be doing this if I wasn't at least seventy percent confident in pulling this off."
"Only seventy percent? For trapping the zombies? What about you escaping if things go wrong? What percentage is that?"
"Ninety-five percent."
The girl who had been agitated on the other side of the phone suddenly stopped talking. After a moment of silence, she asked.
"Really?"
Jin-woo nodded then explained.
"I have a gun with me."
Jin-woo saw the girl on the monitor nodding before her voice tickled his ear.
"Okay, I understand. My name is Ah-yong, what's yours?"
"Jin-woo."
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"Wait, Jin-woo? As in 'the' Jin-woo from middle school?"
Jin-woo couldn't help but have a smile appear at the corner of his lips when he heard that. From her tone, it looked like she was referring to his athletic reputation rather than what he was now known for. She sounded genuine too.
"Hm, that's me."
"Wah, it's really you. Alright, I don't need to worry since it's Mr. Multitalented. However, you should still be careful."
"I will, you too. If everything goes well, I'll come and rescue you."
"Hm."
Click.
Jin-woo ended the call and was about to inform Ye-jun to start the plan, but he suddenly caught sight of Seong staring at him with a cheeky smile on his face.
"Ah-yong? She reminds me of those fan girls you had back in middle school. You even got her number too, very smooth."
Upon hearing that, Jin-woo couldn't help but blush slightly. But he quickly retorted.
"Stop talking nonsense, we should focus on the plan."
"Haha, right, right."
Seong said with a laugh, but Jin-woo ignored him and contacted Ye-jun.
"Let's start."
"Okay."
After informing Ye-jun to start the plan, Jin-woo turned to the monitors, and Seong at the same time pointed at a few of them.
"These are the ones closest to the staircases."
Jin-woo nodded, then turned to the three silent students behind him.
"Does anyone of you have a phone?"
"I do."
One of the girls said while raising her hand.
"Lend it to me."
The girl nodded then willingly took out her phone and unlocked it. A pink earphone was still connected to it, and she was about to put it away when Jin-woo saw it and said.
"Let me barrow those too."
The girl nodded and handed over her unlocked phone along with the pink earphones inside it.
Jin-woo took the phone and after disconnecting the earphones from it he found the music app and scrolled through it to find a suitable song. However, he paused when he saw that all the songs on the girl's phone were either J-rock or K-rock.
Jin-woo momentarily glanced at the pink phone case filled with kitty stickers and thought he shouldn't judge a book by its cover.
After tapping a familiar K-rock song, he placed it against the radio so it could play on the speakers.
Jin-woo and Seong, along with the three students at the back, watched the monitors and saw the immediate effect of the song.
On the fourth floor, the third floor, and the second floor, zombies could be seen frantically rushing down the hallways. They were all heading in the direction of the staircases on each floor.
Inside the classroom on the second floor where the students and teachers were, all of them wore frightened expressions as loud screeching sounds came from the hallway outside the room.
Figure after figure was seen rushing past the classroom through its large windows. Everyone held their breaths and didn't dare move an inch, much less make a sound.
This was similarly happening in the hallway next to the Broadcasting Club room.
Meanwhile, in the second security room, Ye-jun pressed a button on the control panel and the national anthem started playing on the speakers at the entrance. The zombies that had already broken the double metal doors went into a frenzy trying to reach the speakers above the doorway.
Due to the chaos caused by the eruption of the zombies, the entire school seemed to have been plunged into Avici Hell.
While the three students' faces went pale seeing the number of zombies gathering at the staircases, Jin-woo's expression remained unperturbed.