Zombie University

Song Fei ran back to the dormitory less than 11 noon, but until 6 o'clock in the evening, the horn of the campus radio no longer sounded. The entire dormitory area was surprisingly quiet, as if there were no living creatures, or as if there were some more terrible living creatures lurking in this silence, only to stay late at night and wait for opportunities.

Wang Qingyuan, Ren Zhe, Xiang Yang, no one came back.

Song Fei lay in bed, but his heart sank to the bottom.

All afternoon, he turned over and over and could not sleep. In the old days, it was his stunt to touch the pillow, but after all the daytime, he closed his eyes and began to play back the tragic pictures in his mind. He wanted to drive those things out, only to force himself to think about other things. For example, there is an accident on the radio, but what kind of accident is it? Can a person eat a man be an accident? It ’s not a good idea to say that everything is fine, please rest assured, but to tell everyone straight away to find a place to escape, does this mean that the school was still not in control at that time? So now, is it under control now? If it is under control, why not broadcast again?

Thinking too tired, he will also comfort himself. Maybe he will wake up and everything will be fine. But he couldn't sleep. The more he thought, the more confused his thoughts, the more painful his head, and the more sober he was.

Dong!

The sudden sound of knocking on the door directly scared him all over.

Hold your breath, listen to your ears, but there is no sound.

After a long and depressing silence, Song Fei bravely asked with a trembling voice: "Who?"

Boom!

The sound of door knocking is even stronger!

No, not a roommate or even a classmate, otherwise they will talk and respond with a shout instead of hitting the door!

Song Fei yanked the quilt over his head, and the whole person curled up. It ’s like sleeping for the first time as a child. I always feel that my feet will stretch out under the bed, so he must cover it tightly and cover it tightly, even if he ca n’t breathe, he ca n’t leave a gap!

Gradually, the sound of knocking on the door weakened.

I don't know how long it passed, and silence came again. The silence was still suppressed and still suffocated, but Song Fei was relieved by this suppressed suffocation.

Carefully exposing his head from the quilt.

Song Fei is very glad that it is not yet time to turn off the lights. At least at this moment, darkness will not add a foot to his fear. However, looking at the pale ceiling, he started to fear, would the mutants wandering in the corridor also have phototaxis like moths, so they would come to hit his door? But if the light was turned off, he was scared to death before he was gnawed to death.

I do n’t want to fuck, I turned on the lights after dark anyway, and it ’s going to happen early. If you love someone, it ’s better to be gnawed than to be scared!

Song Fei couldn't lie down anymore, lifted the quilt, crawled out of bed crept, the balcony sliding door had already been locked tightly by him. At this time, through the glass, the light in the opposite building could be seen.

One, two, three, four, five ...

Song Fei has never counted the number of lighted windows in a building as seriously as this moment. In the end he even stuck to the balcony door to count, because this way the view was wider.

One third, plus two more bright windows, which is exactly one third of the total number of windows.

This is just one side that I can see, and the situation on the other side is unknown. But this third of the lights is enough to give Song Fei a trace of peace of mind.

At least some people, like themselves, are suffering from the turbulent waiting. It seems that there is no such fear.

The stomach grunted, and Song Fei remembered that he hadn't eaten a bite from morning till now. There are too many things happening on this day, and I am afraid to escape, and I still have no choice but to go to the Five Organs Temple.

Light car Shulu turned over the instant noodles from the cabinet, Song Fei opened the bag at random, hissed, 440 is particularly harsh at this moment. Song Fei was startled, and immediately dared not move, until he was sure that there was no sound outside the door, he gently put the instant noodles into the lunch box. He knew that this was to treat instant noodles, and he did n’t know that he would pinch It's a piece of tofu.

The four thermos kettles were all hit yesterday. At this time, all the bottles were dissatisfied with half of the bottle. Song Fei opened Ren Zhe ’s high-end kettle, which is said to remain at 80c for 48 hours, looking forward to the lunch box Pour the water until the water has not passed the instant noodles, then put the kettle down, close the lid of the lunch box, and start to get stuffy.

Five minutes later.

Song Fei ca n’t wait to open the lunch box, take the chopsticks to shake off the noodles, and swallow. He almost swallowed his mouth with piety.

Crunchy.

Very good, very chewy.

Swallowed a packet of humidified dry noodles, and drank half a lunch box of soup. The stomach was finally ironed. Song Fei also took a little time to relax, and then climbed into bed, and felt tired.

Close your eyes, Song Fei finally entered a dream.

This is a very ordinary, but very comfortable dream.

In the dream, Song Fei finished the last hour, and handed in the fourth grade paper. Then he went to the cafeteria to meet with Qi Yan, and had a lunch. The lunch dish was sweet and sour mustard, and the auntie deliberately gave him half a spoon more. During the banquet, Qi Yan confessed with tears that he had made mistakes in his communication, expressed his remorse for not seeing gold inlaid jade, and took his hand, saying, "I will not go to the library to devote myself to you in the future "Chasing the new fan and brushing Weibo" is a promise to seek compound.

Song Fei woke up when he nodded violently, waking himself up.

The sun shines into 440, and the dormitory full of life is very quiet and a bit desolate.

He sat up drowsy and almost believed that what happened yesterday was a dream, until he got the phone that was charged by his pillow-the battery was full, and the signal was still on vacation.

Song Fei sobered up, he crawled out of bed and ran to the glass sliding door of the balcony. Sure enough, he found a deformed face attached to the glass of the sliding door on the opposite floor.

Luo Geng saw Song Fei and immediately came to the spirit, waving with enthusiasm.

Song Fei also waved his hand, while carefully opening the balcony sliding door. There was a slit first, and there seemed to be no sound when he listened to his ears. He dared out boldly with courage, but still grasped the door frame with one hand. He made up his mind and only looked at the next floor quickly.

Downstairs is empty.

Song Fei maintained the posture of a hand-drawn door frame and a hand-held balcony, and searched with a 24k titanium alloy eye for two minutes to confirm that there was really nothing in sight. There are no living people, no mutants, no corpses, and even missing limbs. The green area surrounded by bare shrubs is still so regular, although the flowers and grass therein have been withered because of the cold, the blackboard newspaper on the floor is still so youthful, although Conan painted above is no longer "there is only one truth" but " The dormitory is my civilization depends on everyone.

Everything is still calm.

As long as the black blood stains on the asphalt road are ignored.

Unfortunately, Song Fei ignored him, and he still had excellent eyesight—he could n’t hold the door frame anymore, and he went straight to the toilet and vomited in a dark place.

Luo Geng just opened the door and thought that the opposite student Song had fearlessly confirmed the external safety for him. Unexpectedly, Song Yong rushed into the toilet with a pale face, causing Luo Geng to tremble and half of his body retracted. In the door. It wasn't until Song Fei's face came out blankly that he asked with no worries: "Are you all right? Pregnant?"

If it wasn't too far away, Song Fei really wanted to brew and spit him.

Luo Geng is also having fun in the midst of bitterness. No one feels bad after a night of torment: "Hey, did you listen to the radio at night?"

Song Fei's eyes widened, and the eagerness of inquiry brought a light of hope that was difficult to hide: "Broadcast at night?"

Luo Geng stunned: "I don't know, I didn't hear it, so don't ask you."

Song Fei suddenly discovered that he had blamed Qi Yan for mistakes. There are many people in this world who want to smoke him. In comparison, Qi Yan, who can still be repaid by *, is really a clean stream in the world of people.

"Early." Luo Geng suddenly nodded at Song Fei.

"Early," Monday's voice was lazy, and he didn't fall asleep. "What's the matter ... yawn ... I don't have any new news. Can I arrange for a retest?"

Song Fei black line.

Luo Geng is also petrochemical. It took a long time for a thousand words to come together: "Your focus is really ..."

Song Fei helped him to say: "Frustrated."

Mongolia thinks that this is a full man who does n’t know how to be hungry.

Song Fei just wanted to say that my mother was interrupted halfway, but the opposite Luo Geng was a step faster than him: "Who told you I passed?"

Song Fei was stunned. He clearly remembered that Luo Geng, who was across from him when he ran back to the dormitory yesterday, was still awake: "You haven't taken the exam before you?"

Luo Geng shook his head chicly: "I stop the exam."

Monday can't hear it anymore: "Are you going to face? Your dad is so old, you let him be your gunman ?!"

Luo Geng: "..."

Song Fei: "..."

The chilly wind blew between the two dormitory buildings.

Luo Geng: "80% is a big deal, and the school can't control the situation."

Song Fei: "Well, otherwise it is impossible to broadcast one, and then there is no movement."

Mongolia was scratching her head a little confused. Why did n’t you pay attention, the topic changed, did you finish the previous one?

Song Fei did not have a long conversation between them. Some other dormitory heard the sound and came to the balcony. Half an hour later, all the alumni in the two dormitory buildings came out to communicate.

"They are gone?"

"Are you blind, didn't you see your **** in the corridor ?!"

"What the **** are you doing?"

"The school didn't even know you asked me?"

"Fuck, when I had an accident yesterday, I thought it was a safety drill. I also wanted to say that this time it was quite like that ... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,’ s more

The sudden screams made the relaxed atmosphere suddenly solidify, and under the watch of dozens of eyes, the man was dragged alive into the house.

No one knows how the door of their house opened, whether it was unlocked, the lock was broken, or the door was broken.

The only thing that is clear is howling, struggling, and the deathly silence after everything is over.

"What's the matter?" Luo Geng blinked anxiously. The incident happened on the second floor diagonally below him, and he couldn't get inside by hanging upside down on the balcony. But the faces on the opposite floor had changed color and even could be said to be extremely frightened, and made him scratch his head and scratch his head to wonder what happened.

No one cares about Luo Geng.

Including Song Fei.

Luo Geng could not see, but they could see clearly in this building-the students on the balcony on the second floor opposite were dragged in and returned a few minutes later. It is still the previous dress, blue autumn clothes, gray autumn pants, it is not a set at a glance, and finally the hem of the autumn clothing has not been completely tucked into the waist.

This should be a look that will make people feel very intimate.

If it wasn't for him, only half of his face was left.

Just like the anatomical model of the human body commonly seen in hospitals, half of the face is a human face, half of which is muscle tissue fibers without an epidermis. The only difference is that the muscle fibers of the model are intact, and the one in front of this is only sporadic ground meat The pieces should be stuck on half of the face without falling off, as if there was a mess of mud, vaguely visible under the bone.

Song Fei no longer has vomiting in his stomach, and he can't help retching.

The half-faced classmate returned to the place where he just chatted with everyone, but his hands no longer supported the balcony, but like a robot that would not avoid the obstacles, it kept crawling, moving forward and again and again. The balcony fence blocked it.

If yesterday's sudden situation made everyone's fears only stay at the macro level.

So now, this fear has the clearest concrete carrier.

Some classmates cried out.

On weekdays, the big boy may be ashamed to cry, but now, Song Fei envy him. Crying is also a kind of vent, and crying out is not afraid, at least stronger than his trembling body.

Luo Geng no longer asked, he recalled his experience yesterday, combined with the screams he just heard and the expressions on the opposite side, it was enough to make up for the brain.

Either this school is crazy.

Either they are crazy.

The sound of many people running suddenly came in the wind, just as Song Fei heard in the classroom when the incident happened yesterday. He widened his eyes and forgot his fears for a while, staring down below as if he had a premonition!

As expected, the scene of the escape army almost reappeared yesterday. First, one or two heads, and then the classmates of the beasts rushing to death, crying into the sky and rushing into the dormitory building like a tide!

Song Fei stared at the black crowd underneath, but there were too many people and the speed was too fast to see clearly. He was so anxious that he could n’t jump down and start watching!

I want to call the name of the person, but I am afraid that the person is really inside, so I am called by myself, but it delays the speed.

This does n’t work either, Song Fei is so anxious that he straightens his hair, and at this very moment, a strange feeling scratches his heart, just like the bridge section that is always used in movie novels. He sneered at this, but at this moment, he really looked at him in a terrible way. It was almost at the end of the team. He just ran from the corner and entered Song Fei's field of vision.

Qi Yan is there.

While running hard, he looked up and searched for something, until his eyes crossed the balcony of 440 ... passing by.

Song Fei called a hate!

It is understandable that the focal length is not correct in sports battles. If the mountain is not his, he will go to the mountain!

Luo Geng didn't know why the opposite student Song suddenly opened his teeth and claws and waved his arms. His eager look was like the big girl Huang Hua who was about to throw a ball of flowers finally saw the sweetheart in the crooked melon jujube receiving the ball of flowers. The violent action was like warning the other party You **** dare not be able to take the old lady to kill you.