I made myself the protagonist

At this time, except for the five players who were not aware of the situation, everyone's hearts were almost in their throats.

Ling Yun glared angrily at the few people standing by the door, wanting to complain, but didn't know what to say.

In many movies and novels, there will be such a few pig teammates who are holding back. And the plot at that time was also arranged by myself.

Having no time to take care of these five people, Ling Yun adjusted his breathing, tightened the fire ax in his hand, and moved cautiously towards the door.

"Are there really zombies..."

At this time, the woman looked behind her regretfully, and almost begged and said: "Didn't there be a plane just now? When the pilot left, he must have seen survivors below. We will stay here and wait for the next batch. Rescue, can’t we?”

When she said this, even those who originally planned to follow Shen Tinglan showed hesitation.

In the modern era of the 21st century, even if there is an outbreak of plague or war, people believe that the government will not sit idly by and ignore it.

Facing the unknown danger ahead, the instinctive reaction of modern people is to stay where they are and wait for the government and military to rescue them.

"Forget it, whatever you want."

Shen Tinglan knew that he could not convince them, so he sighed silently. Having played the game, he naturally knew that the helicopter would never come back.

After he went downstairs, the young man with glasses, the fat man and two students followed him. These people had all played "Survival" and knew that waiting in place would undoubtedly lead to a slow death.

Immediately afterwards, the three young girls also gathered up the courage to chase downstairs after communicating in low voices for a few seconds. Just now, Shen Tinglan patiently guided them on how to choose weapons. The current situation made the girls realize that Shen Tinglan Lan seems to be more trustworthy than others.

"Brothers, let's go together and take care of each other."

The red-haired young man patted Ling Yun on the shoulder. He really listened to the other party's advice. He carried the AK behind his back and held a samurai sword in his hand for self-defense.

Seeing that Shen Tinglan had left, Ling Yun had no intention of dealing with him. After a perfunctory hum, he quickly caught up with the large army.

"Hey, wait for me..." Hongmao wasn't annoyed at all and sped up to catch up with Ling Yun.

The remaining thirteen people looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment.

The brown-haired woman closed the door and then said to the others: "Let's find something to put an SOS sign on. If the pilot sees it, he will definitely come to save people!"

"You are right, the government cannot sit idly by and ignore it."

"Maybe someone will come to pick us up soon."

Seeing the men with guns earlier taking action under the woman's call, the bald man lowered his voice and asked the scarred man: "Brother, what should I do?"

"Don't pay attention to these idiots. We'll follow them later and take a look. What I'm afraid of is that there's danger ahead, so let's let those people clear the way first." The scarred man held the Remington in his hand, with a hint of shrewdness in his eyes. calculation.

The dark stairwell was eerily silent.

There were still faint traces of wet blood on the surrounding walls, and the air was filled with a strong fishy smell that made people almost nauseous.

Ling Yun held his breath, slowed down, and followed Shen Tinglan in front to a safe escape door. The road to the next floor had been blocked by collapsed gravel. If he wanted to leave, he had no choice but to Go inside the hotel first.

Shen Tinglan made a silent gesture, signaling everyone to be quiet and not to make any noise.

Through the door, the strong smell of blood in the air stimulated everyone's fragile nerves. Under this depressing atmosphere, everyone's heartbeats accelerated a lot.

They crouched close to the wall, concentrating on the movement outside the door, for fear that some terrible monster might appear.

"Don't fall behind, be sure to follow me."

Shen Tinglan lowered his voice and turned around to speak to everyone. The young man wearing glasses and the fat man beside him nodded and picked up the submachine guns in their hands.

Thinking of the scene he was going to face next, Ling Yun felt his mouth go dry and his legs couldn't stop trembling. There was a lot of sweat in the palm of his hand holding the axe, and his breathing became rapid.

At the front of the team, Shen Tinglan held the doorknob, took a deep breath, turned around and said to everyone: "Let's go."

The incandescent lamp on the ceiling flickered on and off, making a "sizzling" sound.

The walls and doors of the narrow, dark corridor were covered with dark red bloody palm prints. The trash cans and cleaning trucks beside the corridor were crookedly lying on both sides.

In the corridor not far away, a male corpse was leaning against the wall. Only a piece of flesh was left between the head and the body, which was hanging limply on the shoulders. The face had been scratched and bloody.

Near the temple of the corpse, a blood hole about three centimeters in diameter could be clearly seen.

It seems that the other party could not bear the great pain during his lifetime, and chose to commit suicide under the dual physical and mental torture.

The left half of the body seemed to have been corroded by venom. Several ribs hanging with flesh and blood had been exposed to the air. The internal organs were mixed with blood and excrement all over the floor. Countless blowflies gathered nearby, as if celebrating. A carnival feast.

The woven flower carpet has long been soaked in blood, and the original color cannot be seen. The air is filled with a fishy-sweet smell, which is like a rotting fish pond in summer, and is also mixed with the aroma of burnt meat.

After Shen Tinglan opened the door, everyone showed horror when they saw this scene.

A petite girl subconsciously wanted to scream after seeing the corpse, but her companion quickly covered her mouth with quick eyesight and hands.

Her chest was heaving violently, tears were constantly flowing from her big black and white eyes, and she was holding on to her companion beside her with both hands, not daring to let go.

On the other side, the dark-skinned girl also buried her head on her companion's shoulder, not daring to look at the body.

"Shh..."

The girl with short brown hair hugged her friend, and she acted much calmer than the other two companions. But even so, the girl with short brown hair turned as pale as paper, and big beads of sweat slowly moved along her forehead. It flowed to the corner of the jaw, and even under the protective clothing, it was already soaked with sweat.

The legs of the two high school students were trembling. One of them tried hard to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, stomach acid couldn't stop gushing out. The high school student with a round head covered his mouth and bent down, and vomited in one breath. On the walkway behind you.

The same goes for Ling Yun.

After seeing the rotting and stinking corpse on the ground not far away, if his dignity had not allowed it, he would have burst into tears like the girl in the team.

Although he writes horror novels and plays horror movies and games, this is the first time he has seen a corpse up close, and the appearance of death is so...disgusting.

But who’s to blame? Isn’t this something I wrote?

The appearance of this corpse completely broke the last trace of luck and illusion in everyone's hearts.

The weird atmosphere now reminds them all the time that this is a different world full of zombies.

Shen Tinglan endured the stench and carefully observed the surroundings.

The entire corridor is now covered with traces of death: bloody scratches on the elevator, smashed windows and blood stains around the escape route are reminiscent of hotel invasions in the early days of the virus outbreak. The panicked residents fled in all directions, unaware of the dangerous fact that mutated zombies also existed among them.

Therefore, on the way to escape, they were attacked without exception, and in the end no one survived.

The hotel's luxurious decoration and excellent location in the city center made Shen Tinglan realize that before the virus outbreak, there must have been a lot of people living here.

Therefore, Shen Tinglan judged that apart from the corpses in the corridor, the real danger might be lurking in other rooms...