Natural disasters are coming: the space is busy with stockpiling and farming

Chapter 77 The Weird Central Hospital

The originally aggressive crowd suddenly became panicked, running and screaming.

From time to time, someone was accidentally pushed down the stairs, and the scene became a mess.

Jiang Sheng still looked calm and calm, standing in front of the door and watching with cold eyes, feeling very ironic in his heart.

Everyone wants to get something for nothing, but you also have to see if you have the strength!

Qin Zhishan's face was splashed with some blood, and the warm blood stayed on his cheeks. He couldn't help but the hairs all over his body immediately stood up, and he turned around to run away.

Chen Qiming, that bastard! Why didn’t you tell them that these people had guns!

This time Chen Qiming stole the chicken but lost the rice. It will be troublesome if he wants to stay in Rongping Garden safely from now on.

In less than a minute, not a single person was left running in front of the door on the 16th floor.

The human body cannot compete with the power of firearms, so the fear of bullets has long been deeply engraved in their souls.

If one shot is not enough to dispel the wishful thinking in their minds, then give them a few more shots.

If the bullet tube is enough, it depends on whether they will survive if they take a few more bullets.

The corpse was lying on the stairs. None of the "companions" who came with the bald man cared about his corpse and only focused on escaping.

Everyone knows the principle of killing the first bird with a gun, but there is such a person who is not afraid of death. I guess the others are secretly glad that it is not them who die?

Chen Qiming ran the fastest, but he was still dragged out of the house by Qin Zhishan and other building directors for questioning.

"You didn't tell us they had guns. Do you want to kill us?"

Qin Zhishan punched Chen Qiming on the bridge of the nose, and blood spurted out in the next second.

Chen Qiming covered his nose and squatted on the ground. The pain made him unable to speak.

Before he could recover, more fists and feet fell on him.

This group of people didn't want to hear Chen Qiming's explanation. What they needed now was just an outlet for their bad emotions.

Not long after, the dying Chen Qiming was thrown onto the street. As for what he would face, no one cared.

After all, the only two people who cared about his life and death were already driven to death by him, right?

After intimidating these insidious villains, Su Chen and others were fully armed.

Today's goal is not to find supplies, but medicines from the central hospital.

After going out for the past few days, I have basically gotten used to the stench, so wearing a few more layers of masks doesn’t have much of an impact.

The weather is still very hot, but no one dares to go out wearing short sleeves and shorts.

It's one thing to be afraid of being scratched and infected by zombies.

The other situation is even more disgusting.

The weather is hot, and all kinds of flies and mosquitoes are spreading and growing in the smelly garbage dump.

After experiencing extreme weather, they have mutated to a greater or lesser extent, and are also carrying unknown bacteria and viruses.

A bite from a mutated mosquito can cause redness, swelling and itching that persists for half a month, or severe skin and flesh ruptures and pus.

No one wants to experience any of them, so I can only wear as many clothes as possible to block them out.

The means of transportation this time was still electric tricycles, and two electric tricycles were buzzing and driving rapidly on the streets of Qingcheng.

The Central Hospital is not close to Rongping Garden, but it took a lot of effort for a few people to get to the Central Hospital.

While passing by, I also seized a lot of crystal cores of level two zombies, which was quite a harvest.

There was not a sound in the Central Hospital. The leaves that had been dried by the scorching sun made a clicking sound when stepped on, which was very harsh in the empty courtyard.

It's too quiet, too quiet and eerie.

The palms of several people were sweating, and their superpowers were stored in their palms, ready to be used.

Every step is as careful as walking on the tip of a knife.

The dried mud exuded an abnormal dark red color, and a few broken pieces of clothing were ruthlessly abandoned in the gaps. The heat wave blew through, carrying a trace of the unnoticeable smell of blood.

The zombies outside the gate of the Central Hospital were hiding far away, daring not to take a step, as if they were separated by some barrier.

The situation is very bad, but we can still move forward boldly.

Because the door behind him has disappeared.

There was only a wall surrounding the silent hospital, which was lifeless and terrifyingly deserted.

The escape route disappeared inexplicably, so everyone could only enter the hospital in a defensive formation.

All kinds of unknown medicines are scattered in the hospital hall, and tables, chairs and benches are in a mess, stacked randomly in the corners.

Although it is messy, there is not a lot of dirt, not even dust.

Compared with the city outside, this hospital looks bright and clean.

The cleaner it is, the weirder it is.

Now that I'm here, my goal is naturally to find all kinds of medicines and useful instruments.

Although the environment is worrying, we must not forget the purpose of coming.

Looking at the directions on the first floor, everyone quickly found the locations of the Western and Chinese pharmacies.

You can find it by walking straight along the hall and then turning left.

I thought I would be attacked by zombies on the way there, but it went surprisingly smoothly, not even a dangerous shadow was found.

When we arrived at the Western Pharmacy, the door was loosely ajar, but there was still the slightest light from the electric lamp inside.

Jiang Sheng kicked open the door vigilantly, and then immediately stepped back.

The house was packed to the brim, and everything was filled with food rations.

Zombie rations.

They were all frozen in place, and even maintained their fearful expressions. Their lives were forever stuck at the moment they were most afraid of.

The room was filled with ice sculptures, and all the medicines that were supposed to be placed inside disappeared and were nowhere to be found.

Trying his best to suppress the fear that surged in his heart, Jiang Sheng continued to lead the way to the door of the Chinese medicine pharmacy.

Su Chen pushed her behind him without leaving any trace, without making any sound.

Jiang Sheng was forced to retreat into the circle surrounded by everyone, but he did not dare to make a sound and still silently followed the footsteps of others towards the Chinese medicine pharmacy.

The door of the Chinese medicine pharmacy was locked. Wang Moxuan stepped forward carefully and gently opened the door with a small vine.

It's even weirder here. Various zombies with missing arms and legs have their brains destroyed and their crystal cores taken out.

The corpses were thrown here casually, as if they were keeping company with the humans in the pharmacy.

Resisting the nausea in their hearts, everyone carefully backed out again and walked towards the warehouse on the underground floor.

The safe passage is lit with a strange green light, and the stairs leading to unknown territory are like a big mouth, waiting for food to fall into the trap.

With no other choice, they tensed their bodies and moved towards the underground level step by step.

There is obviously no difference, but the temperature here is much cooler than upstairs.

Jiang Sheng, who was wearing long sleeves and long trousers, even felt a little cold and could not stop shivering.

Take out searchlights that can be worn on your head from the space and give them to everyone for lighting.

The searchlights were turned on, and the originally dark underground layer instantly revealed its true appearance.

(End of chapter)