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basement one.

Mu Qing found a tightly closed ventilation pipe in a room full of exposed pipes. The mouth of the pipe was blocked by a red rusty iron fence.

"This should be the way out. It can only be opened from the inside. There should be someone specially guarding here to open the door."

Mu Qing saw a seat placed next to the vent, and was about to try to open the vent duct, but the next moment, she heard a noise coming from the vent duct.

"Dangdang~"

somebody is coming.

There are quite a few people.

There are at least a dozen people.

"Those survivors are back?"

Mu Qing couldn't help being startled, and immediately turned around and left the room, preparing to find a place to hide above. The underground space was small and it was easy to be caught.

Just as she reached the entrance of the corridor, she heard footsteps coming from above.

There are survivors coming down from above!

Suddenly fell into desperate situation.

She couldn't help but squeeze the razor in her hand, her heart was extremely heavy, and the hellish experience of the past few days was still vivid in her mind.

"I may feel sorry for many people."

She has made up her mind to commit suicide.

At the same time, there were loud noises behind her, as if a beast was hitting the ventilation pipe.

"Bang~"

The iron fence was knocked open.

How powerful is this!

"kill!"

"kill!!"

A roar echoed through the hallway.

This doesn't feel right.

Mu Qing was stunned for a moment. It felt like it wasn't like the survivors had returned, but more like an invader had entered.

She smiled slightly and hurriedly ran downstairs. If these people were intruders, they would probably not go downstairs to explore.

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A man wearing leather armor, with extremely exaggerated arm muscles and long hair roared and slammed into the iron fence.

"Bang~"

Accompanied by a loud noise, he rushed out of the ventilation duct with a weapon in hand. He looked around cautiously, but saw no one.

One by one, people wearing leather armor emerged from the ventilation ducts.

There are more than ten people.

Everyone has a strong sense of blood.

"no one?"

The situation here was completely different from what they imagined. They thought they would experience a bloody battle to decide whether they could move forward.

This situation is strange, but it doesn't matter.

The man with long hair raised his weapon and shouted: "Kill!"

Others also shouted: "Kill!!"

More than ten people rushed outside in a mighty manner.

"What is this sound?"

"It's those jackals, run! They're coming again."

Several survivors who came down from the top realized something was wrong, turned around and ran back, shouting: "Jackals, those jackals are coming."

But they are already slow.

The man with long hair rushed behind them like a cheetah and chopped them off with an axe.

One of the survivors turned around and raised a knife to resist.

With a crisp sound, the long knife broke into two pieces from the middle, and the ax smashed into the head, blood splattered everywhere.

Other jackals also caught up and hacked the survivors to death.

More than a dozen jackals ran up the stairs. They already knew the general terrain of SHIELD and knew that the core laboratory was on the fifth floor.

The absence of the mistress today is an opportunity for them, and they may not have such a good opportunity in the future.

A group of survivors gathered on the fifth floor. Before they could react, they saw more than a dozen strangers rushing out of the corridor.

The bald man's pupils tightened and he shouted: "It's a jackal, retreat."

There are more than ten of them, but they are certainly no match for these jackals.

Jackals are notoriously powerful in combat, and only members of the hunting team can compete with them.

With the same number of people, they are definitely no match.

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The handwriting on the note paper is elegant and should be that of a woman. It is also very regular, which shows that this person has a rigorous temperament.

Su Changxing looked up at the woman by the wall again. Although he was checking the record board, he was always paying attention to her and always reminded himself not to turn around.

People often make inadvertent movements, unconscious shaking, small movements, and even turning around.

"It's not like a person or a zombie, it's more like a phenomenon, a natural phenomenon with rules, just like it will catch fire when the temperature is high, and freeze when the temperature is low."

Su Changxing calmed down and concluded.

As time went by, he had completely calmed down.

Fear often comes from the unknown, and when the true face of things is revealed little by little, the fear will dissipate little by little.

"So what happens if she's pushed against a wall?"

Su Changxing had a strange idea and thought naturally that if there were rules, there would definitely be loopholes.

He walked step by step towards the woman by the wall.

The woman stepped back step by step, leaving shallow footprints on the ground, gradually getting closer to the wall, and quickly becoming one with the wall, as if she was stuck in the wall.

"Ghost? Ghost?"

Su Changxing felt that his sanity had gone crazy. This kind of existence was beyond his imagination. This woman was not bound by the rules of physics, but she seemed to have an entity.

After a moment of silence, Su Changxing walked towards the stairs in the hall. In his memory, the little boy was injected with the medicine upstairs.

This should be a completely enclosed space, and this staircase is also the only passage leading upstairs.

Su Changxing walked towards the stairs. The woman's body gradually disappeared into the stairs, but something went wrong when she turned the corner of the stairs.

His back was completely turned to the direction he was going.

This is very dangerous. He has no vision behind him, so it is difficult to detect an attack immediately.

Su Changxing thought for a moment, then returned the same way, all the way from the passage to the outer hall, and the woman disappeared out of thin air again.

He wanted to test an idea: if he entered the hall in a different direction, the woman's position would be different.

This time, Su Changxing walked sideways inside. The moment he approached the dissecting table, the woman appeared again in front of the wall directly in front of him, in a different position than last time.

Sure enough, the position where the woman appeared was related to the direction he was facing when he came in.

"So if you want to go in the right direction after going upstairs, you just need to carry it through the passage."

Su Changxing came to a conclusion and returned to the outer hall again, preparing to enter the passage backwards with his back turned. This way, if he went upstairs, his direction would be correct.

But at this time, Su Changxing heard a sound of killing coming from outside.

Someone is fighting outside.

"The fight started. There are quite a few people there. Who is it?"

Su Changxing was a little confused. Who else would be here besides these survivors?

Are they fighting among themselves?

No, it shouldn't be. Even if there is internal strife, there won't be internal strife at this time, so there are other people who slipped in like him.

Jackal?

This is not good news for Su Changxing. He doesn't understand these people called jackals at all.

And their goals may be the same.

Su Changxing turned his back to the passage, and while retreating, he felt the movement outside. The shouts of death were getting closer and closer, and they were quickly approaching his position.

He thought of a question, if he entered the inner hall in a backward posture, what would happen if these people came in again?