Mo Chen walked towards the source of the sound by a god, ignoring the stopping sound of the following men behind him. When he was almost close, Mo Chen suddenly came to his senses and secretly blamed himself for being troubled, but he didn't have time to stop.

Because at this time Mo Chen was seeing a middle-aged man in his forties nestling in pain in the corner.

"Are you?" Mo Chen stared at the man's face hesitantly. The face was inexplicably familiar, and seemed to have seen it somewhere.

The man was wearing red and white clothes, and the clothes were very long. He looked like a skirt. Mo Chen looked closely and saw that there was no skirt. The man was wearing a white coat, but the coat was dyed red with blood. At first glance, it looked like a red and white skirt.

The man pressed his hands on his lower abdomen, and his frown brows made his whole face look particularly distorted. It is not difficult to see how painful the man is at this moment, so that he keeps moaning in pain.

And the blood seemed to flow out along the man's stomach.

Mo Chen suddenly remembered why this face was so familiar. In the photo of the medical staff hanging on the wall of the dean's office, the man was standing next to Li Chao.

Finally meeting the staff here, Mo Chen was particularly surprised. He immediately came to the man's side and urgently checked the man's injuries.

When the man saw Mo Chen, he first showed a terrified expression. When he was facing Mo Chen's four eyes, the man's terrified gaze disappeared in an instant. He seemed to have just misunderstood that Mo Chen was just a walking zombie.

"Can you still persist?" Mo Chen asked, gently pushing away one of the man's hands and checking the wound on his stomach.

A big hole was cut on the man's lower abdomen, and a folded and bent intestine squeezed against the edge of the wound.

The man was breathing rapidly, and the beads of sweat were flowing freely on his forehead. His lips were trembling, as if he wanted to say something to Mo Chen, but because of his serious injury, he couldn't spit out a word in pain.

Seeing that something seemed to have happened to Mo Chen, the followers all came over carefully. As soon as they saw the man's injury, Dai Min immediately found the only medicine left and prepared to provide first aid to the man.

A gurgling sound came from the man's throat, and his eyes swept through everyone one by one, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Dai Min comforted him and said, "Don't worry, we will definitely save you! You must give yourself confidence, cooperate with us, and survive this difficulty."

The man gave Dai Min a grateful look, but then his eyes became dim. He trembled with a hand to Mo Chen. Mo Chen held the man's hand, and the man seemed to want to tell him something, holding Mo Chen's hand and exerting force tightly.

Mo Chen knew very well that the man was no longer helpful. His increasingly dissipated gaze stared at the wall opposite, as if he wanted to see through the wall.

"Uh...go...go down!" A faint voice was made from the man's mouth, and Mo Chen leaned his head forward. From the man's unclear words, Mo Chen probably understood what the man was saying.

Mo Chen looked in the direction of the man's eyes, and there was an inconspicuous "chalkboard" hanging on the wall opposite. The reason why Mo Chen thought it was a blackboard was because regardless of its material, appearance, and the chalk handwriting on it were no different from the blackboard for teaching.

Some words seemed to be written on the blackboard, but because of the dim light and some distance, Mo Chen didn't see clearly what was written on it.

The man repeated the intermittent words, "Go down... go."

Going down? Mo Chen couldn't help but wonder, there were no stairs here, what does it mean to go down? Does the man know where Mo Chen and the others came from? Because there were still zombies locked in these rooms, he was warning Mo Chen and others that this place was very dangerous and that it would mean to leave quickly?

Just as Mo Chen wanted to ask the man, the force holding in his hand suddenly loosened, and the man's eyes were bulging with force, his eyes were distracted without focus.

The man died without even saying a complete sentence, and he died like this.

Mo Chen didn't know his name and secretly obeyed silence for him, but time was not tolerant. They could not waste their time in survival for the death of a stranger.

Mo Chen stared at the blackboard on the wall, with strange symbols drawn on the blackboard, and the circles of connections connected different symbols together.

"What's the mess? Chemical elements?" The follower glanced at the blackboard and said a little sneer.

Dai Min shook his head, "No, what code should this be." As he said that, Dai Min looked at Mo Chen.

At this moment, Mo Chen was concentrating on studying the content on the blackboard, concentrating on the sidelines to remind him and urging him to leave as soon as possible, but Mo Chen didn't hear it.

Dai Min made a ban on the sound of her followers. Although she was also very anxious, they were only separated from the zombies. God knew when the zombies would be released.

Mo Chen looked at the pattern on the blackboard, and four strange symbols that saw what it meant were arranged in a horizontal row. From left to right, each two symbols extended upwards, and the two lines converged in one place, with a number written at the top.

The lower part of the symbol extends out the same line in the same way. After gathering in one place, a number is also written at the end.

With the faint light, Mo Chen carefully identified the symbols extend upwards, with the numbers at the top being 9, 7, 5. And the ends of the lines extending downwards and converging to one place are also written with the number 1.

Guess the numbers? Or can we see what each symbol represents through the numbers? Mo Chen secretly guessed.

While Mo Chen was studying the symbols on the blackboard, his followers were not idle either. He observed the movements inside the iron gate from time to time. Whenever a walking zombie was about to touch the iron gate, it would make him shudder.

It was as if he was looking for a vent for his fear and was fumbled on the wall as if he was pretending to be fumbled on the wall. In fact, he didn't want to really find anything, but just wanted to use this method to cover up his panic.

"Hey, what's this for?" the follower shouted.

Mo Chen then looked over, and the follower looked strange and pointed at the switch box not far from the blackboard. Mo Chen glanced at him. There was nothing good about a switch box, but the follower tinkered with interest on it. A mechanical voice sounded coldly, "Please enter the password."

Mo Chen's attention was suddenly attracted, and the follower gave him a place. Mo Chen saw that there were only four small dials in the switch box that looked very ordinary. Mo Chen randomly turned one of the dials, and above the dials, a symbol on the blackboard immediately appeared. It turned out that under the thick dust, there was a small display screen hidden above each dial.
Chapter completed!