My monster merges everything

Su Han asked: "What happened?"

"Cleaning up the corridors," Cheng Zhenyong said in a calm voice, "Including you, we already have 15 contractors, and your apostles are so powerful, I plan to clean up the 10th floor today."

Su Han glanced at him, but before he spoke, Cheng Zhenyong said with a worried look on his face: "This fog has not cleared for three days, and the food in the building will only become less and less. Clean it up early, and then go out to find food when it is safe." of."

Su Han nodded slightly. Cheng Zhenyong was right. Regardless of whether there are survivors on the floors above or not, the longer time passes, the less supplies will be available.

If we stay in this building for a few days and materials are scarce, there may be some conflicts.

"We'll take part in the cleanup for a while, though."

Su Han changed the topic and put forward his own conditions, which immediately made Cheng Zhenyong's expression serious.

"Except for the contracted monster, all other monster corpses belong to me."

"This" Cheng Zhenyong was silent for a while, as if he had made some decision, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you doing this for the apostle?"

"good"

Su Han knew that the fusion could not be hidden, so he half-truthfully said, "My apostle has a special talent and needs these things."

Cheng Zhenyong's eyes moved slightly and he said in a deep voice: "I can ask everyone to cooperate with you, but although there are some relatives and friends who have turned into monsters, you should stay away from them a little bit."

Su Han smiled, nodded and said, "I know this, thank you."

Cheng Zhenyong sighed, with a touch of bitterness on his face and said: "It's great to be alive. Your apostle's talent is special, which is actually a good thing for everyone."

He did not stay with Su Han for long. The five team members over there who wanted to contract as apostles still needed to explain their affairs carefully.

Contracted apostles don't just treat guests to dinner and just go there casually, but they want to kill monsters with their own hands.

Although the people who have made the contract will try their best to help control the corpses, there are still many things to pay attention to when killing them.

Many people have never even killed a chicken, let alone a monster.

If you accidentally get hurt, it's still minor, but you might end up hurting others. This is the most troublesome part.

Cheng Zhenyong was worried and went over to warn Su Han. The four people on Su Han's side also returned to their rooms for the time being.

"Su Han, can we wait for a while?"

After entering the room, Zhu Xiong asked about the arrangements for a while.

Su Han said: "Meiyu and I are going to clean the floor. Her rot-skin rats are more flexible and can react faster if anything happens. You two stay here to look at things and observe everyone's situation."

Zhu Xiong and Gan Xinglei nodded and said, "We know, please pay more attention to safety."

They understood the meaning of Su Han's words, and they all saw something was wrong in the atmosphere when they met just now.

Everyone gathered together to take refuge, and their minds were uncertain. Although Cheng Zhenyong was temporarily supportive, no one knew what would happen in the end.

Therefore, you still have to pay attention to what you should pay attention to.

Coming out of the room, I happened to see Cheng Zhenyong talking to the five team members about precautions.

"The people responsible for cleaning the floors will help you control the corpses as much as possible in a while, but you can only do it yourself. Those who dare not do it or are careless in doing things, don't blame them for leaving you when you are in danger."

"I understand, Captain Cheng."

They each held weapons, a few sticks and kitchen knives in their hands, and they didn't know where they found them.

Guo Gang and Yang Zhi were okay. After all, they were middle-aged. They looked nervous, but they also knew the seriousness of the matter and tightened their grip on the weapons in their hands.

On the other hand, the young man, Wang Qian, muttered something like "I gave him food", but he didn't say it out loud.

Cheng Zhenyong glanced at him and didn't say much. When he saw Su Han coming, he went up to him and said, "Are you ready to go? There are three people from the security team, and there are three from He Fang."

"There are two of us."

Su Han replied, his eyes swept over the five people, and without saying anything else, he just said: "Let's get started."

Although there were 15 contractors, the corridor was only that big. There were so many contractors and apostles that the corridor was completely blocked.

Now there are eight contractors and five people who want to contract, which is enough.

A group of people began to climb the stairs from the first floor. The cleaning work had to start from the 10th floor. With the power outage, this floor was not an easy task.

As he climbed the stairs, almost no one spoke, but as Su Han went up, he thought of the injured survivor he met yesterday, and felt a little depressed.

When they reached the sixth floor, Su Han suddenly said: "Wait a minute."

Everyone was stunned and stopped. Cheng Zhenyong said unexpectedly: "What's wrong?"

"I'm going to 7603. There is still a survivor here." Su Han's eyes fell on the closed door of room 7603, and he said in as calm a tone as possible: "The situation is not good."

Cheng Zhenyong was stunned, and his face darkened. He had already thought of what these words meant. Su Han would not go downstairs without taking that person if the situation was possible.

"I'll go over there with you and take a look. You guys should take a rest first."

Cheng Zhenyong said so, so naturally no one objected, so he sat and rested nearby on the edge of the corridor.

Su Han and Cheng Zhenyong pushed open the door of 7603. The door had been damaged by Su Han and was not locked at this time.

Cheng Zhenyong followed Su Han into the house. When he saw the messy room and the blood everywhere, he knew that a monster had entered here.

"Seriously injured?"

Cheng Zhenyong's voice was low. He roughly guessed the situation. The survivors had been attacked by corpses. Although they escaped with their lives, their injuries were serious.

Su Han only found survivors, but he had no means to save them.

Su Han walked in front and replied: "The stomach is broken and the injury is not serious. It was briefly treated yesterday, but the person is still unconscious. I don't know if I can survive it."

With that said, the two of them had already arrived in the room and saw the woman covered by the quilt.

The ups and downs of the quilt were insignificant. Su Han came to the bedside and saw that the woman's face was pale. She put her hand on the side of her neck and her pulse had stopped beating.

"died?"

"died."

The two voices fell in the silent room, and then there was a long silence.

Cheng Zhenyong sighed, Su Han's eyes moved slightly, and then he calmly pulled the quilt over the woman's head, covering her pale face.

He turned around and said, "Let's go."

He didn't know the woman personally. At most, he met her by chance in the elevator when he went to work in the morning. They stood in a corner and never spoke.

I have never considered what a person looks like, but I suddenly felt a little pity that I escaped from the monster's mouth and ended up not being able to survive the wound.

When he turned around and walked out the door with Cheng Zhenyong, he couldn't help but think that human life is sometimes really weak, and if he wants to survive, he has to become stronger.

"Captain, what's going on?"

After returning to the team, someone asked curiously. Cheng Zhenyong shook his head, and everyone knew what he meant.

In an instant, everyone became silent again, and another person died.

I continued to climb the stairs until I reached the stairwell on the tenth floor. The safety door had been closed and blocked with something, which was left behind when He Fang and the others were cleaning up yesterday.

"Captain Cheng, Brother Fang"

There were two people on one side of the corridor guarding the place, wary of corpses rushing down from the upper floors.

"Is there any movement upstairs last night?"

"There was some movement, but no knocking on the door."

Because the eyeballs came very suddenly, there were not many fleshy corpses staying in the corridor, so it was normal that there was no large-scale door collision.

More often than not, flesh corpses are kept in rooms. It is for this reason that although many people have not mutated, there are quite a few who are bitten to death and eaten alive by their relatives and friends.

Everyone moved the things away together, and then opened the safety door. The entire corridor was dark and eerily quiet.

Everyone illuminated the corridor with their flashlights, and then walked inside cautiously.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor. They walked towards the 11th floor, walked past the turntable, and soon arrived at the safety door of the stairwell on the 11th floor.

Just as he walked out of the safe door, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from the corridor and pounced on the corpse at the front.

The powerful impact knocked him down instantly, and he screamed while pressing him to the ground, while he kept attacking.

"No, there's a monster."