Pollution throughout the territory

After this incident, the expressions of the three of them were not relaxed.

They quickened their pace and soon returned to the teaching building.

There are students lying here and there in all directions at the moment. It is impossible to see them at a glance. The scene is so shocking that it could be cut directly into a war movie with some special effects of bloodshed.

Xia Ren squatted down and checked several people. Without exception, they were all unconscious.

Whether it is an illusion or reality, it is difficult to tell now.

"Where are the people from the logistics department? Where have they gone? There is no way they can evacuate so quickly."

Liu Xiuxiu was looking for any fish in the crowd. Hearing this, she took out her mobile phone and dialed the number of the logistics department.

On the other side of the phone, he responded with a "not in the service area" tone.

Only then did he realize that his cell phone had no signal at all.

Liang Wan immediately took out her mobile phone and found the same situation.

"Investigators' mobile phones are all specially made and can use satellite networks. Except for some areas affected by pollution, there are very few places in Blue Star where signals cannot be found."

"So, this school is now a contaminated area."

Xia Ren stood up and looked at the crowd at his feet.

The pollution is not noticeable in the contaminated place, and even the old seal is not triggered. It is very contradictory no matter how you think about it.

Ever since the tentacles grew out, the system has basically been in a state of soy sauce. It used to give various prompts, but now it can't even say a word when encountering situations, and it won't give early warning. It is becoming more and more unreliable.

Suddenly, in the quiet environment, there was a sudden noise, like someone whispering in the distance. Xia Ren looked in the direction and all he could see was thick darkness.

He looked at the other two people calmly, but they didn't seem to realize it.

After Liu Xiuxiu, is it me?

Xia Ren clenched his fists, his palms a little sweaty.

After experiencing so many things, Xia Ren has developed a strong resistance to strange events, but this does not mean that he will not be afraid. It can only be said that his nerves are tougher than ordinary people.

He can touch the corpse without changing his mind, because he knows that the corpse will not pose a threat. However, he will still be nervous when incomprehensible situations arise.

The direction where the sound came from just now seemed to be another teaching building, where several classes he taught were located.

"Let's go over there and have a look."

Although there are many people lying here, they are all in coma after all, and it is impossible to ask for news. It is better to find new clues in another place.

The sound just now was probably Xu Qiang's deliberate bait. Xia Ren understood and decided to take a look.

He is not afraid that the other party will do something stupid, but he is afraid that the other party would rather shrink into his shell than show his bastard head.

Under the darkness of night, the empty teaching building had an inexplicable gloomy atmosphere. Xia Ren and the others came to the front of the teaching building. As soon as they turned the corner, they saw something burning at the top of the stairs.

Along the way, they encountered either cold buildings or students lying on the ground like dead people. This was the first time they encountered traces of human activity.

The strange thing is that when the three people arrived, the flame went out automatically, leaving only a strange human-shaped scorch mark on the cement floor and a half-burned skirt.

There was an unpleasant smell in the air. Liu Xiuxiu picked up the half of the skirt and asked doubtfully: "Is this made by Xu Qiang?"

"But what does he mean by burning his skirt?"

Liang Wan looked around, trying to find traces of the other party.

Xia Ren took the skirt from Liu Xiuxiu's hand and looked at it carefully. She found that it was stained with blood, and there was a pattern embroidered on the waist of the skirt.

"This pattern..."

Xia Ren lifted up her skirt and suddenly compared it with the chest of Liu Xiuxiu's school uniform. They were exactly the same.

"The school badge of Liming Middle School?"

Liu Xiuxiu wondered: "But the uniforms of Liming Middle School are uniform for both men and women. They are all jackets and trousers. Even in summer, they are short-sleeved and trousers. How come there are skirts?"

"With a skirt, once."

Xia Ren suddenly remembered an incident when he was in middle school and said, "About seven or eight years ago, Liming Middle School changed its uniforms. The girls' uniforms issued in the summer of that year included skirts."

Liu Xiuxiu was even more puzzled: "Then why did you change it back later?"

"..." Liang Wan.

Liu Xiuxiu tilted her head: "Does this have anything to do with the skirt?"

"Of course there is..."

etc.

Halfway through, Xia Ren touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

Unexpected pregnancy, humanoid marks, burnt skirt...

Why is this scene so familiar?

I seem to have heard of it somewhere back then.

At this moment, the sound of reading from upstairs interrupted his thinking.

"Is there anyone else in class at this time?"

The three of them looked at each other. Xia Ren dropped her skirt and decided to go upstairs to check the situation.

Their footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, and they could only rely on the light of their mobile phones for illumination. The place they walked was immediately reoccupied by darkness, as if the darkness was expelling them.

"Crack!"

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind him, clear and loud.

The three of them immediately stopped and looked back together.

The light of the mobile phone turned to the stairs below. No one was seen, only the cold air spread quietly.

"Did you all hear that?"

Xia Ren asked, holding up his mobile phone.

Liang Wan and Liu Xiuxiu both nodded.

"But……"

There are obviously no people and no infected bodies.

They turned their heads and just took a step.

"Crack!"

The footsteps sounded again, seemingly following them.

There is no way to ignore it this time. The three of them are much braver than ordinary people, but even infected bodies will not appear in such a weird way.

"what is that?"

Liang Wan noticed a shadow covering one of the stairs.

Xia Ren turned around and walked down the stairs, bent down to pick it up, and found that it was the blood-stained half of the skirt that he had just discarded.

While picking up the skirt, a deep chill quickly spread from his spine to his entire back. He reflexively turned his head and looked behind him, but still found nothing.

"Could it be..."

He stared at the skirt in his hand for several seconds, hesitated, and stuffed it directly into his trouser pocket.

"You turned your head suddenly just now. Did you see something?"

Liang Wan asked.

"Nothing, just keep going up."

Xia Ren didn't explain, but his pace became much faster.

This time, the crisp footsteps just now did not sound again.

The classroom where the sound of reading came from was in the corner of the second floor. Xia Ren looked up at the class sign and narrowed his eyes.

Sure enough, Xu Qiang's class was in Class 4, Grade 2.

"what is happening?"

Liu Xiuxiu couldn't understand it at all.

Liang Wan's face was also filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Xia Ren did not open the door in a hurry, but walked to the window like them.

In the classroom, classes are going on normally.

The students sat in their seats, holding textbooks and reading aloud. They were probably required to recite a certain passage.

The teacher sat on the podium and glanced down from time to time to monitor whether the students were lazy.

But the problem is, this teacher is the head teacher of Class 4 in 8 years.

I just jumped to my death from the upstairs of my house this morning.