In the dark cafeteria lobby, a few rays of bleak moonlight shine through the floor-to-ceiling windows and shine on the empty tables and chairs. The end of the moonlight is blurred and chaos. Only by adapting to the dark night can you see clearly that a silent but terrifying pursuit is taking place.

Qi Yan had already run to the end of the vegetable-fighting area. The two zombies that were first attracted by him were less than five meters away from him at this time, and ten meters away, the third zombie was crawling inside from outside the glass railing.

Qi Yan quickly climbed over the glass railing and left the vegetable area. He turned around and took a quick look at Song Fei's direction. Except for a zombie figure, there was no one to see people. The TV screen was still dark, and there was no sign of starting up.

When the two zombies saw Qi Yan going out again, they immediately held the railing and turned out slightly stiffly.

The third zombie finally crawled in, but when she saw this, she followed suit and crawled out again.

Qi Yan didn't think much about it. Although he couldn't see it, he knew that Song Fei must have hidden in that darkness, waiting for the opportunity, and one strike was successful. Qi Yan didn't know when this trust was born. When he realized it, it was so natural and sure.

The two zombies had already been drawn out. Qi Yan took a deep breath, and according to the original plan, he raised his legs in the opposite direction of Song Fei and ran!

In the distance, there was the direction Qi Yan had just found no one. Song Fei, who was lying on his waist, had already climbed under a table about three meters away from the TV. Just a few steps away, he could jump on the table and turn on the TV main switch, and then walk away remotely.

But no.

The fourth zombie who was originally heading towards Qi Yan, I didn't know if I felt something when I passed by the TV, but I stopped and stopped moving! I looked around in confusion, and occasionally smelled it with my nose.

Song Fei was anxious, and there were messy footsteps coming from the other side. He hid under the table and couldn't see the situation at all, but knew that Qi Yan was trying to lure the enemy according to the tactics!

Go ahead!

Song Fei climbed out of the bottom of the table and stood up suddenly!

The confused zombie paused and finally locked in the target.

With eyes facing each other, Song Fei was so trembling that his hair stood up. It was no longer a human eye!

The zombie rushed over, but there was a row of tables and chairs between it and Song Fei. With a bang, its waist hit the edge of the metal table heavily!

Song Fei originally wanted to pull it away and then run back to turn on the TV with his speed advantage, but this time he hit the other party and woke him up.

He quickly turned around and stepped on the chair behind him, then turned around and stepped onto the table opposite. The whole process was flowing in an instant! In a flash, Song Fei had already fallen to the metal table, and the head of the zombie beside the table was in his eyes. The chopsticks in Song Fei's hand were ruthlessly pricked!

The zombie was raising its head, and the chopsticks were poking into its mouth and then pierced out of its jaw!

Song Fei had no time to stop the force, and the chopsticks were completely trapped, and his hand holding the chopsticks hit the zombie's teeth directly!

He was shocked and almost instantly retracted his hand instinctively, and even wanted chopsticks. Just as he just pulled his hand back, he heard a "click" sound, and the two rows of teeth that the zombie suddenly bit and collided violently with a piece of metal chopstick that was still left outside. If he shrank for a moment, the chopsticks would not be the chopsticks but his hand!

The zombie felt the bite was blocked, and raised her hand to touch her mouth in confusion. Finally, she found the chopsticks. But after trying several times, she still couldn't hold it, let alone pull it out.

This is the same as their inability to grasp the rope. At least most zombies can no longer complete the fine movements that require peripheral nerve control.

Behind the zombie is the structural column of the TV, and the TV is on the top of the zombie's head, facing Song Fei's chest standing on the table. Seeing that the zombie was still entangled with chopsticks, Song Fei made up his mind and rushed over!

As one hand slammed onto the cold pillar, Song Fei supported it hard, and the other hand quickly touched down along the side edge of the TV. Soon he felt a different feel in the lower right corner. Song Fei pressed it hard!

A red light spot lit up in the lower right corner of the TV!

Song Fei was delighted and was about to retreat, but suddenly he realized something was wrong. When he lowered his head, the zombie had already chewed on his thigh!

At this height, the zombies are facing there!

Song Fei felt a pain, but fortunately it was not bitten, but was hurt by chopsticks. It was this piece of chopstick that became the barrier between the zombie's sharp teeth and his flesh.

But the zombie refused to give up and even hugged his thighs tightly with her arms!

The terrifying numbness instantly rushed from the soles of her feet to her hair. Song Fei felt that her scalp was about to explode, so she subconsciously kicked her legs!

The zombies held on to each other and tried to bite them again and again!

A kick.

A dead hug.

If you look at the silhouette from a distance, you are the wind and I am the sand, lingering to the ends of the world!

The loud Chinese style is still resounding in the sky. Wang Qingyuan, Li Jingyu and Lin Dilee guard the windows in the front, middle and back areas respectively, in order to prevent the zombies who cannot climb up to the second floor from coming to the first floor, which would be awful. The remaining three people hugged the door together, slid into the cracks on the door to look out-

Luo Geng: "Qi Yan asked us to maneuver, and this machine is too difficult to grasp."

Qiao Siqi: "I think it's just a machine now, and that zombie seems to have fallen in love with Song Fei."

Zhou Yilu: "In this way, I'll go out, you two continue to stare at the stairs on both sides, and beware of zombies running down from the upper floors."

Originally, when discussing the plan, someone proposed to directly find a way to lock the three doors of the hall, but it was quickly rejected because no one knew how many zombies were left on the second and third floors. If there were too many left, closing the canteen gate would make itself a turtle in a jar. In addition, if the zombies were really afraid of the cold, they would come back after the singing stopped. In a sense, it would help clean up and reduce external zombies. If the situation changes in the future, they would need to leave the canteen, or even if they were just going out for a short time, this would be more convenient and safe. Later, someone suggested cleaning up the zombies directly, but everyone thought about it. Considering that the number of living people could easily make the zombies howl excitedly, and fighting would easily stimulate them to howl wildly. If they were to lure the zombies outside back or the zombies upstairs down, it would be more cost-effective. Therefore, they finally decided to lure the enemy, Song Fei started the computer, and the rest of their partners standby.

But now Song Fei has started fighting mode, and the friends cannot stand by and watch. Zhou Yilu holds the sushi gun tightly, his figure flashes and comes out silently!

At the same time, the TV screen suddenly lit up!

In order to ensure that Song Fei did not dare to hold the ** directly in his hand, he thought that he would press the main switch first. Unexpectedly, after pressing the main switch, he was entangled by zombies. Now he was struggling to take out the ** in the entanglement!

Zhou Yilu paused, Luo Geng and Qiao Siqi in the crack of the door also widened their eyes, and everyone's hearts were in their throats...

The picture was finally stable and clear. The chaotic snowflakes flashed rapidly, like countless gray-white bacteria, packed the petri dish of the TV screen.

Song Fei used all his strength to kick out the most ruthless kick from the beginning to now, and finally kicked the zombie away! Just as the zombie's back was hit hard at the pillar, he unwilling to give up and pressed more than a dozen units in a row.

Still so.

The densely flashing snowflakes are like this campus after the outbreak of the virus, confused, crazy, and desperate.

Song Fei finally stopped his thumb and was lost for a moment.

It’s not that he had never thought about this possibility. But he told himself over and over again that TV and mobile phones should not be the same signal, right? No phones have no signal, and TV may not be necessary. Moreover, the canteen TV still has not added a set-top box, so there is no need to think too much, just a ** traveling around the world, which makes picking up ** more like a destiny in the dark. In the end, he almost no longer has any doubts. This almost persistent persuasion is not so optimistic, but rather self-hypnosis, as if as long as you believe that the straw in your hand can save your life, it will really save you.

In a desperate situation, people always need a glimmer of hope that can be placed.

However, it was destroyed a little quickly, so fast that it was caught off guard.

"careful--"

Zhou Yilu's scream suddenly came from afar!

Song Fei only felt the black shadow coming from below, and just wanted to kick it with a conditioned reflex, but the zombie suddenly hugged his legs and pulled it hard!

He lost his balance and sat on the table all at once, his butt was about to fall into eight pieces!

A severe stinging pain came from the tailbone. Song Fei couldn't relieve himself for a moment. The zombie had already rushed over and bite him into his stomach!

Fortunately, Song Fei was wearing a cotton suit, and the zombie only chewed a mouthful of fabric cotton!

But this was enough to scare Song Fei into a cold sweat - the zombie had already taken out the chopsticks at some point!

Zhou Yilu's roar also made Qi Yan, who was still running around the circle at the other end of the hall, shuddered and looked over reflexively, and saw Song Fei sitting on the table fighting with the zombies!

There were already zombies at the entrance of the stairs, and I don’t know if I heard shouts or fights.

Since the TV was snowflakes, Qi Yan no longer had a fight. He jumped onto the table and ran from the table to Song Fei.

When he arrived, Zhou Yilu had already stabbed the knife into the zombie's head. Of course, before being killed, it had been beaten to death by Song Fei.

The three people who met did not need to communicate, and they tacitly applied oil to the soles of their feet, crossed the cooking railing as quickly as possible and headed straight to the kitchen gate.

Qiao Siqi and Luo Geng, who had been waiting at the door, took the opportunity to open the door, and quickly closed the lock after picking up their comrades.

After Song Fei and Qi Yan ran into the door, they sat down on the ground. The former was tired of fighting with zombies, while the latter was walking the zombies.

After locking the door, Qiao Siqi and Luo Geng immediately surrounded them to check if they were injured. The three people guarding the window saw them returning and hurried over. After confirming that their comrades were safe, they hurriedly asked-

Li Jingyu: "What do you say about the news?"

Lin Dilee: "How?"

Wang Qingyuan: "Is there any signal?"

There are three questions, three attitudes, from optimism, to neutrality, from neutrality, to reality.

It’s not that I have never considered the bad possibility, but before it has been confirmed, no one is willing to say it. It seems that if I say it, it will be really good and bad. So only after the dust settles, will I ask so bluntly.

Song Fei was unwilling to do so, but he could only shake his head slowly and try to give his friends a less bitter smile: "No signal."

"Ah?" Li Jingyu was surprised at first, and then disappointed in words.

Lin Dilee and Wang Qingyuan were calm. Although they were also disappointed, they were not too big.

Luo Geng and Qiao Siqi had already found out the result in the crack in the door, and shrugged helplessly.

"Ah, upstairs!" Lin Dilee suddenly screamed softly.

Everyone realized that Class 2 was still howling, and their voices were almost hoarse as heavy metal rock.

Lin Dilee ran to the other end farthest from the window of Class 2, confirmed that there were no zombies in front of the window, quickly opened the window and shouted: "The action is over-"

Lin Dilee's voice has a special texture, which may be related to the pronunciation method of the broadcasting and hosting. Without roaring, it is very penetrating and pierces the overwhelming Chinese style.

The chorus finally stopped, and the night returned to tranquility, leaving only the zombies gathered at the bottom of the window, making some noises from time to time.

"Fuck, my throat is about to smoke," Zhao Heyangtian sighed, extremely tired, "This intensity is enough to sing for a night of KTV."

My friends were so sad that they didn’t want to say another word, so they could only nod their heads and express their consent with their lives!

Huang Mo is relatively less tragic, at least he can still ask loudly in the distance: "How is it--"

Soon, a small landmine answer came from the diagonal direction: "No signal, it's all snowflakes--"

Huang Mo lowered his eyes, sure enough.
Chapter completed!