Doomsday infection gibberish

After reaching the fourth floor, walk eastward and pass six laboratories in succession. The instrument room Li Yi is looking for is in the northeast corner of the fourth floor.

Li Yi made a silence gesture, and Qiao Yuze limped to the door, his palm gently attached to the door lock.

In the instrument room, a dozen students looked nervously in the direction of the door.

In their surprised gazes, the indoor door handle turned strangely.

No one touched it, but the door handle moved on its own. As it rotated downwards, the door clicked open.

A young face with some blood stains was slowly revealed in the crack of the door that slowly opened.

Everyone took a deep breath, are there people or ghosts outside!?

Dongfang Hua looked at the young man who appeared outside the door and secretly clenched the gun in his hand.

What she was holding was not a real gun, but an air rifle used for training.

If someone else hits someone with an air gun, they may be injured, but it will not endanger their lives.

As for using an air gun to attack zombies, don't even think about it. For a walking zombie that can't even feel pain, the damage caused by an air gun is completely insignificant.

But this air rifle is in the hands of Dongfang Hua. She is a first-class athlete and her shooting skills are very accurate. Now her air rifle is even more extraordinary.

Holding the gun in her hand, Dongfang Hua's nervous expression relaxed slightly, and at this time she could clearly see the scene outside the door.

The young man outside the door was dressed in tatters, as if he had crawled out of the ruins. His skin and clothes were still stained with blood. If it weren't for the clear eyes in his dark eyes, Dongfang Hua would have almost killed him.

Considered a zombie.

The young man has a slender figure, and his face is slightly pale but still rosy. His eyes look into the room with understanding and a bit of joy.

Just when everyone in the house was surprised by his appearance, the young man pushed the door open.

It turned out that he was not alone, and there were companions behind him. It was raining outside, and these people were all wet. They must have just escaped here.

A mature and handsome uncle stood behind the young man on the right side, but he seemed to be injured, with thick gauze wrapped around his arm. The young man in front looked somewhat similar to the uncle.

The person supporting the uncle was a very gentle-looking young man. He wore a pair of glasses, his slightly messy hair and the stains on his white coat, which added to his sense of desolation.

A bright face poked out from the young man's side, looking unnaturally into the room. The V-neck sweater exposed part of his beautiful collarbone, and his big eyes were red and swollen, looking as if he had just cried.

Qiao Yuze saw that most of the people in the room looked like students, about the same age as him, and at most one or two years older than him.

He was being stared at by so many peers, and Qiao Yuze was almost embarrassed. His face turned red unconsciously, and he limped into the house with his injured leg.

Jiang Zhe supported Qiao Yanjing and followed closely. Nie Shiwen also followed quickly, not wanting to slow down everyone else because of herself.

After the four people entered the house, the people inside realized that there were three more people following them.

She was also supporting a mysterious man who was wrapped tightly in black clothes.

It was a young woman who looked scarred. She had a long ponytail and a few strands of broken hair scattered on her face, highlighting her delicate eyebrows and clear jawline. Her fair face was also stained with blood, and her clothes were unknown.

Something scratched it, and it was stained with mud and blood, just like the boy walking at the front.

However, there was a large area of ​​bright red blood on her shoulder. It looked like she had just been injured, but the woman's face was calm. She glanced at everyone in the room, taking note of their expressions, actions and state at this time.

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Although she looked very weak, even though she was being supported, she and the mysterious man walked in at no slow speed.

Behind them, a tall young man entered the room instantly at a speed completely inconsistent with his size, then turned around and closed the door of the instrument room.

Click! There was another crisp locking sound.

When Li Yi went up to the fourth floor, she heard the sound in the instrument room. She looked at the dozen college students standing opposite, and their eyes showed wariness.

"Who are you?" A fat man walked out from the group of students. He was wearing a black suit that couldn't cover his belly that was highlighted by obesity. His tie was unraveled at the collar and hung crookedly.

Li Yi looked the man up and down. He should be the leader or teacher of this school, probably in his 50s.

The man looked at Li Yi and the others with a stern look on his face, and finally his eyes fell on Li Yi's shoulders.

He looked at Li Yi nervously, as if he was questioning her: "Are you injured?"

"Uncle, can't you tell whether my sister is injured or not? She's seriously injured!" Qiao Yuze said helplessly.

What's there to ask? Anyone with eyes could tell that Li Yi was injured. After all, she had lost so much blood.

But as soon as Qiao Yuze finished speaking, a female student stood up and pointed at Li Yi and said plausibly: "Don't be bitten by a zombie on your shoulder!"

After she finished speaking, another student immediately answered with indignation: "If you are bitten by a zombie, you will turn into a zombie, so don't hurt us!"

"That's right! Get out quickly! You are not welcome here!"

His words immediately received feedback from other students.

The majority of this group of students are boys, but most of them are not as tall as Qiao Yuze, nor as strong as Deng Yunlong. They are typical weak scholars, and most of them wear glasses and have unshaven beards. They are probably trapped here after the virus outbreak.

Didn't shave.

Several girls' makeup was also worn out, and some of them had tear stains mixed with their makeup-striped foundation.

It's just that their clothes are still clean and not covered in blood like Li Yi and others.

What caught Li Yi's attention were the four people leaning against the edge of the team.

Among these four people, three were all wearing blue and white sportswear, two boys and one girl. Their uniform clothing made it easy to tell that the three of them were either in the same class or in the same club.

The two male students were both carrying bows on their backs and carrying quivers on their waists. Unlike those students, they were about the same height as Qiao Yuze and looked a little stronger than Qiao Yuze. They both had flat heads.

One of the boys had dark skin. He was always looking at Deng Yunlong behind Li Yi with a wary expression.

Although the other boy has a crew cut, it is dyed red, and his image looks a bit like Sakuragi Hanamichi in the cartoon.

As for the girl, she was looking at Li Yi's shoulder, not showing any fear but looking thoughtful.

Li Yi took a deep look at her, and his eyes stayed on the air gun in the girl's hand for a few seconds.

In addition to these three people, there was an older man standing with them.

The man is wearing casual clothes. He is not tall, but his body shape is standard and refreshing. He looks much more pleasing to the eye than the man in his 30s who has a big belly.