"An'an! An'an! An'an, how are you? An'an! Can you hear me, An'an? An'an, answer me quickly..."
After bursts of anxious shouts, Shen Shi'an gradually regained consciousness, his face was pressed against the cold and rough ground, his throat was itchy and he coughed several times, shaking off a thick layer of cement slag and ashes after the explosion.
As soon as his consciousness came back, Shen Shi'an quickly checked himself and his surroundings: he should have been knocked out by the shock wave from the explosion, and fell forward to the ground with slight rubbing on his palms, elbows and knees. There was a slight tingling on the cheek, and it could be felt that there was liquid dripping down mixed with the plaster. It should have been scratched by some debris. Apart from that, fortunately, there was no internal injury.
The surrounding air was full of flying dust and ashes, the sky was covered by fog, and most of the sunlight was blocked. Every time I took a breath, I couldn't stop coughing, and my nose and mouth were soon filled with the bitter sticky mud. greasy. About 100 meters behind him, the wreckage of the huge passenger plane towered like a mountain. Through the dust and dust in the sky, one could vaguely see the collapsed high-rise concrete buildings near the wreckage, as well as the raging flames rising from the wreckage.
The shouts in the space became more and more urgent, and there was a faint nasal sound. Shen Shi'an didn't care about other things, and quickly released the child, and took a wet towel to cover his mouth and nose carefully: "I'm fine, I'm fine, the plane It didn't hit me."
The child was short of breath and his eye sockets were red. When he saw the blood on his face, he became even redder. His voice was so sharp that it almost broke his voice: "Liar! You are hurt!"
"It's just a small injury. It was scratched by debris. It will recover soon, I assure you."
The child hugged his neck tightly, staring at the wound, wanting to touch it but daring not to touch it, the voice of the little milk trembled slightly: "Then you should drink the water from the spiritual spring quickly, and you will recover quickly after drinking it."
"Don't worry, it's not safe here, wait for us first..."
Shen Shi'an's voice came to an abrupt end, and a familiar voice made him suddenly turn his head, his gaze piercing towards the gray dusty miasma behind him like a sharp sword—
In such a short period of time, a lot of dust and ashes floating in the air fell down, and the visibility within the field of vision was greatly improved as a result. The huge explosion and additional disasters caused by the crash of the passenger plane are fatal to the living, but not necessarily to the zombies. As long as the brain is not destroyed, even if the flesh and blood are blown to pieces and disappear from the waist down, it will still drag. Looking at the internal organs and severed limbs, following the smell of living people, they crawled over little by little.
There are obviously no survivors in the wreckage of the passenger plane, but the number of zombies is not objective. Those whose legs and feet are blown off, those whose flesh and blood are flying, those whose internal organs can be seen through the dense white bones, and those who are even burning violently... As long as they can still feel the crazy desire to devour flesh and blood, they will stiffly, slowly, but not Pause, come out from the raging fire.
Not only that. Those towering office buildings quickly turned into huge nests of zombies after the outbreak of the virus. At this time, the walls blocking the nests were destroyed by passenger planes, and tens of thousands of walking corpses were like hatched eggs, scrambling to escape from the nests. Creeping out of the broken walls and ruins.
What is even more frightening is that the crash of the passenger plane caused too much noise, not only in the cabin or office building, but all the zombies in the entire city center who could hear the bang were probably gathering around the wreckage of the passenger plane at this time.
When Shen Shi'an was blown away by the blast wave and knocked unconscious, he collapsed in the circular square in front of the city library, about 300 meters away from the library gate, and he and Shen Xun were not the only two living people nearby. Survivors who didn't know where to hide before were damaged by collapsed office buildings or explosions. Now, as long as they can move, they ran out and rushed towards the nearest and most suitable refuge—the city library.
Seeing the strange figure like a tide behind the miasma, Shen Shi'an's pupils constricted for a while, and he immediately stood up from the ground, holding Shen Xun in one hand and picking up the stabbing stick that rolled down to the side with the other, and galloped towards the library following the other survivors.
He was not too far from the library. Although the zombies surrounded him from all directions, the speed was slow. As long as he rushed into the library gate, he would be safe for the time being.
Shen Xun hugged his neck tightly, although he was reluctant but could not increase his burden at this time: "...how about you take me in again."
Shen Shi'an hugged his arm tightly, shook his head and said softly: "No more, this time I will take you with me."
He was not the only one rushing towards the library. According to the current situation, he might have to stay in the library for a long time. If he sent Shen Xun into the space at this time, it would mean that he would not be able to put Shen Xun in the library for at least a few days. He released it, and the time flow rate in the space is only half of reality. Every day of hiding, Shen Xun will suffer twice the loneliness and length of time alone. He promised the child that he will not be locked up alone again. inside.
What's more, there were survivors around him, and the child suddenly disappeared from his arms, so there was no guarantee that he would not be seen.
The door of the library is an antique iron-clad solid wood door, which is more than four meters high, with two sides facing each other. Eight rows of copper nails the size of a bowl are embedded on the vermilion lacquered door. The ring animal sculpture not only looks majestic and majestic, but more importantly, it is extremely strong.
After clearing a few wandering corpses blocking the way forward, Shen Shi'an was about to speed up when he saw that the gate was only a few dozen meters away, but he found that the two survivors who ran in in front of him pushed each other to push the wooden gate out of the way. Locked up inside. At this time, the nearest zombie was at least a hundred meters away.
His vision suddenly froze, he took a few steps and jumped up, kicking the ring-shaped copper beast, not only kicked the gate open, even the two survivors staggered back under the impact and fell backwards , After a few groans, he began to curse: "What are you doing! You are crazy! If you don't close the door, those zombies will rush in!"
Shen Shi'an ignored them, turned sideways to let in a few survivors who were seeking to escape behind him, lifted Shen Xun on his back with his backhand so that he could hug his neck tightly, and pulled the two wooden doors to close them halfway, leaving a gap half a meter wide.
The survivor who was almost locked out by those two people was still in shock. After entering the door, he regained his strength and wanted to settle the score with the other party: "Are you still human, ah! The zombies are so far away, why are you rushing to close the door! And so Many people didn’t come in because they wanted us to be trapped outside and be bitten to death!”
Those two people were still in the posture of wanting to settle accounts with Shen Shi'an, but seeing more and more survivors running in afterward, the crowd was furious and the strength was very different, and their tone unconsciously became weak: "There are so many zombies outside, who knows you can do it?" Can't you run in before the zombies? If the door is closed late, everyone in here will die! It's true that we two do the dirty work, but you might as well ask, which one of the people who came in first didn't want to hurry Close the door? If it were you, you wouldn’t worry about being afraid, and you wouldn’t want to ensure your own safety first? Would you be able to leave the door wide open and wait for others to slowly walk in? I’m afraid it might not be so. It’s not easy for anyone , Everyone wants to live, why stand on the moral high ground and act as an envoy of justice at this time."
The latecomers became more and more angry. Some people rushed up and wanted to make a move, but were stopped by others, and they were in a mess for a while. Instead, a girl and a young man walked up to Shen Shi'an: "Let's take charge of one door each, so that the door can be closed faster."
Shen Shi'an nodded and gave up the position of the left door.
When the two groups of people behind were arguing more and more, seven survivors rushed in ahead of the zombies. At this time, the dense army of zombies was only about 50 meters away from the door.
Ordinary people who have never experienced a virus outbreak, if they face a zombie alone, as long as they can maintain the minimum calmness and composure, and rely on their advantages such as speed, reaction, and wisdom, there is a high probability that they can successfully escape or even fight back. But once faced with a wave of zombies like mountains and seas, with surging human heads and almost invisible borders, not to mention counter-killing, just those bloody and broken limbs and bones, cloudy eyeballs full of death breath, and a gathering of zombies The crazy roar that goes straight into the sky can make people completely lose their desire and confidence in survival.
Seeing that the zombies were getting closer and closer, the two groups of people who were still noisy stopped. This time, not only the group who arrived first, even the latecomers who were almost stopped outside the door couldn't sit still: "This Brother, you can close the door."
Shen Shi'an's eyes were condensed, and the palm holding the edge of the door remained motionless: "Wait a little longer."
The little girl on the left yelled at the door: "Hurry up, everyone run faster!"
The few remaining people gritted their teeth, and indeed speeded up, one, two, three... rushed in through the half-meter-wide gap one after another, or fell limp on the ground or were supported by others.
The zombies were still more than 20 meters away from the door, and between the door and the group of zombies, there was only the last person left.
It was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a white and fat face, wearing a suit and trousers, and holding a bulging briefcase in his arms. The limbs that have been inactive for a long time have long been weak and weak. When the zombie's speed is less than half of that of a normal person, the distance has been shortened a little bit.
Shen Shi'an pursed his lips tightly and shouted sharply: "Throw away the bag!"
The middle-aged man was greasy and sweaty, and when he heard this, he subconsciously hugged the bag a little tighter.
At first, the two people who were about to close the door were so anxious that they went crazy: "When death is imminent, you still hold on to the bag. Can the things in the bag have life and value? Are you going to drag everyone to be buried together for this kind of person!!"
The crowd in the library immediately became agitated, and more and more people urged Shen Shi'an to close the door quickly, and even the two young girls and boys became hesitant.
Shen Shi'an's voice was extremely cold, and he yelled at the middle-aged man again: "If you don't throw it away, you will be bitten to death by zombies!"
The middle-aged man trembled all over, and finally threw the bag out with a mournful face. After the briefcase fell to the ground, it rolled a few times, spilling gold bars and chains and neatly bundled cash along the way.
After throwing the load, his speed was finally much faster. When he was half a meter away from the gate, Shen Shi'an stretched out an arm and grabbed his neckline and pulled him in violently, while holding the right hand of the stabbing stick. With a firm push, he cooperated with the young couple on the left to close the door with a bang.
Just as the two-meter-long door bolt was inserted into the groove and locked, there was a muffled sound of countless bodies hitting the door. The strong impact made the whole door shake violently, and everyone couldn't help but exclaimed and took two steps back in unison.
But the load-bearing capacity of the solid wood door was obviously better than Shen Shi'an expected. After the first wave of tremors, it soon stabilized, and it was as solid as gold.
The middle-aged man collapsed on the ground and panted sharply. While panting, he raised his head and thanked Shen Shi'an: "... Thank you, thank you, thank you, brother, for saving... saving my life..."
Shen Shi'an's expression was cold, and his tone was even colder: "You don't need to thank me, as long as you take a step slower, I will lock you outside and feed the zombies." If it wasn't for the fear that the fresh flesh and blood would make the zombies flock more crazily, this last person would not be at all. will save.
Before everyone could relax, "Bang!" "Bang!" More zombies crashed into the floor-to-ceiling windows of the library one after another, their muddy eyeballs pressed against the glass and flattened, as if they were stalking their prey , and even left sticky water stains when turning back and forth, which is even more psychologically uncomfortable than the dark red bloody handprints.
There were bursts of panic and screams in the crowd.
The city library is a regular hexagonal prism structure. A cylinder is hollowed out in the center of the prism to cultivate plants. Considering the needs of lighting and aesthetics, each side of the hexagonal prism facing the outside is equipped with half-wall transparent glass windows.
In order to build this first landmark building in city h, the city government paid a lot of money and spent a lot of effort. All the glass is made of military-grade high-end customization. The mayor once said with a smile at the ribbon-cutting ceremony that "it can't be broken even with a cannon." , so Shen Shi'an didn't worry too much at first.
Just being watched by a dense circle of zombies as food brings too much psychological pressure, and considering that the zombies may still have some vision, it is obviously not wise to tempt them with a room full of fresh flesh and blood matter. Besides, the city library has been built for 25 years, who knows if the glass has exceeded the shelf life.
The proposal to move the bookshelf to cover the floor-to-ceiling windows was quickly passed unanimously. Shen Shi'an Duo reminded: "Be careful, there may be zombies between the bookshelves." The zombies on the first floor were probably attracted by the explosion. Shen Shi'an met many people on the way to the library, but he didn't see them after entering. But it's always good to be cautious.
The library covers a vast area, and it is not easy to cover the glass windows on six walls. In addition, the bookshelves full of books are unimaginably sinking. Even if there are more than fifty survivors running in, it will cost a lot It took more than half an hour to complete this task. By the way, the entire floor was checked again to ensure that there were no zombies hiding in any corner, and all entrances and exits were locked safely.
After the windows on the six walls were tightly blocked by the bookshelves, the library suddenly became dark. Even with Shen Shi'an's eyesight, it was difficult to see things two meters away. He lifted the child off his back and still hugged it with his right hand, and tightly held the goad with his left hand, trying to identify the location as if he was looking for something.
After the light was blocked, the roar of the zombies outside the library, the muffled sound of banging on the door, and the sound of severed limbs scratching the glass windows became clearer. People can't help but ask again and again: With so many zombies, is it possible for them to get out alive
Just as everyone was gradually falling into a kind of uncontrollable panic and despair in the dark, a sound of knocking over something suddenly sounded from the left side of the reception desk, followed by a scream that pierced the eardrums: "Ahh!! !"
Snapped. Shen Shi'an successfully found the light switch, and the entire first floor of the library was instantly bright as day.
Following the screams, he looked over, his eyes fixed, and he took a few quick steps to plunge the thorn stick into the temple of a zombie, but it was obviously too late. A man in his thirties beside the zombie had a shock on his shoulder. There were gurgles of blood.
"He was bitten! He was bitten by a zombie!!"
Before they had time to respond to why the lights were on, the crowd screamed and backed away, and in an instant, a large space was vacated around the man who was bitten, and the shouts were noisy and mixed together:
"He was bitten, and he is about to turn into a zombie!"
"What are you waiting for, kill him quickly!"
"Or throw it out, you can't throw it on the first floor, you can throw it from the second floor..."
The man's face became paler and paler amidst the discussion, and his whole body trembled, looking at Shen Shi'an with horror in his eyes: "Don't, don't kill me, I'm not a monster, I'm still a human, I don't know Why did she become a zombie? She was fine before, but I talked to her after I entered the door, please, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die... "
Shen Shi'an frowned, and slammed the end of the thorn stick on the ground, making a heavy muffled sound: "Quiet!" When the noisy discussion finally calmed down, he turned his eyes to the man who was bitten: " You mean, like us, she is a survivor who hid in after the explosion? Just turned into a zombie?"
It was only then that everyone came to their senses: That's right, the first floor has been checked everywhere, so where did this zombie come from
Someone stared at the zombie on the ground whose brain had been completely destroyed, and the turbid brain was oozing from the punctured temple: "Ah! I remember her! She came in after me, just pushing the bookshelf The time is right in front of me!"
"I also remember, I also talked to her!"
"How could she turn into a zombie, there are no wounds on her body?"
"Maybe it was bitten in a place that is not easy to detect..."
As long as they think that such a person infected with the zombie virus has stayed close to him, and even had a friendly conversation with him, everyone can feel a biting cold from the soles of their feet straight to Tianling Gai:
What if the person who was bitten just now was himself? What if he happens to be standing next to the other party when he turns into a zombie? Can you escape without defense
"Damn it," someone spat viciously at the zombie, "You didn't tell me you were bitten by a zombie. This is trying to drag us all to be buried with us!"
"What if there are other people who are also bitten or scratched but don't say anything? If this kind of thing happens a few more times, we will all die here. Could it be that we have escaped the tide of zombies with great difficulty and are going to die in the opposite place?" In a safe library?"
The fear of "there may be other virus-infected people hidden around me" caused all the survivors to subconsciously scatter, and put a long distance between them and others, looking at each other with guarded and vigilant eyes.
"Let me tell you, in order to ensure everyone's safety, we have to check each other. Once we find any injuries, we will throw them all down from the second floor of the library together with the one who was bitten! Anyway, they are all the same kind of zombies. Just going outside to reunite with you." The one who made the sound was one of the two survivors who wanted to close the door early, with a medium-sized oval face, and looked friendly and easy to talk, but in fact his eyes were completely naked. And after he finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Shen Shi'an - the blood on his face mixed with plaster was too obvious.
As soon as Oval Face finished speaking, some people immediately disagreed: "The explosion of the plane before was so destructive, with all kinds of cement blocks and wreckage flying everywhere, how many people can escape here alive without being injured at all? Why do you You can tell whether it was scratched or bitten by the zombies or accidentally bumped and scratched. What if it is just a scratch, half of you will be thrown out to feed the zombies because of your words? Are you a psychopath or a brain disease? "
"I think he is clearly cold-blooded and selfish, and wants to monopolize such a safe refuge! At that time, he wanted to close the door early. If it weren't for this little brother's generous help, all the dozen or so of us later would have died outside!"
"You said scratches are just scratches. What if you were really caught by zombies? You don't know anything after you become a monster. We are the ones who are exposed to danger. Why should everyone be buried with you! You This kind of person is truly selfish and cold-blooded!"
"The old man has disliked you for a long time, so come here and fight!"
"If you hit him, you are afraid of whoever you are. You take off your clothes to prove that there is no wound, otherwise I am not interested in practicing with a zombie..."
After the issue of closing the door, people in the library split into two groups again because of the issue of checking the wounds.
"Everyone, calm down first." A man with glasses and a gentle and stable demeanor came out across the crowd: "Please be calm and calm down, and think about it from the other side's point of view. The reason why we have disputes is because Because I am afraid of zombies, I want to do my best to survive. Why do I want to survive? Because we are all living human beings. We are fellow human beings, and there are so many cannibal monsters outside, why do we have to consume ourselves? Please Let’s calm down first, to solve the current problem, it’s not that there is no way to get the best of both worlds.”
The quarrel became much quieter, and someone asked, "What can you do?"
The man with eyes smiled gently: "At present, there are actually two questions, one is about how to deal with the bitten gentleman, and the other is about how to deal with compatriots who have wounds on their bodies. Don't panic, let's deal with each other one by one. to come. First, "
The man with the eyes turned his gaze to the man who was bitten. The man hasn't mutated yet, but his state is clearly in a terrible state. "Although I'm sorry, sir, you should also know that people who have been bitten by zombies will never be spared, and they will eventually become zombies. But don't worry, if you can still maintain a clear mind, then you are still a human being. Kill Zombies are justifiable self-defense. Killing humans is murder. I believe that no one would do such a thing. How about this? Let's tie you up first, and then solve the problem after confirming that you have completely turned into a zombie. You can no longer feel the pain, which will not only save you from suffering, but also ensure everyone's safety."
This method is fully accepted by everyone. The man whose lips were bitten trembled, and the man with eyes patiently persuaded: "I promise, I will never hurt you when you still have human reason. Put yourself in the shoes of others, if you were bitten by other people, do you want to be bitten?" Can you control the opponent's actions?"
The bitten man finally agreed, and he had to agree that everyone was on the same front when it came to how to deal with him, and Shen Shi'an was not the only one who managed to get to the library with a weapon in his hand.
Someone found the barrier tape outside the display area, and tied the bitten man to a chair. The tie was very strong, ensuring that he could not move at all.
The man with glasses continued: "Next, there is the second question. First of all, everyone must check each other. The lesson from the past is right in front of us. We have come here with great difficulty. Anyone who sacrifices innocently is worthless to others. It's a huge loss. But don't worry, even if there is a wound on the body, it is not sure that it must be injured by a zombie. The safest way is to be tied to a chair and restrained to move around like this gentleman. After hours, if there is no abnormality in the wound, then other people will help to untie it and restore it to freedom."
Those who were not injured naturally agreed, while those with wounds were hesitant and worried.
The man with eyes slowed down his tone: "It's still the same sentence, please think about it from the perspective of the other party. If you find that someone is injured, and you have no way to determine whether it is a zombie injury, before you can determine this problem, you Do you also want to be able to control the opponent's actions? Besides, the previous explosion and collapse were too chaotic. Maybe the wound you thought was a bruise was actually produced after a brief contact with a zombie accidentally, and you were restrained on a chair. Observation is the best and most responsible way for everyone."
The words of the man with glasses were obviously very convincing. In the end, both groups of people reached an agreement on this issue.
After everyone started arguing and making a fuss, Shen Shi'an crouched down with the child in his arms and carefully observed the suddenly mutated zombie.
Originally, he wanted to cover the child's eyes, but the child took it off: "I'm not afraid."
That's right, I saw a lot more terrifying zombies outside just now.
The survivor who mutated into a zombie was a woman, very young, probably only in her twenties, lying on the ground with round, cloudy eyeballs, in those eyes there was only a crazy desire for flesh and blood, and there was no trace that belonged to human beings. Feelings.
There were no obvious wounds on her exposed face, neck, palms and wrists. Shen Shi'an observed carefully several times, and finally found a bloody and bruised tooth mark on the outside of her right forearm. The oozing blood blended into the dark sweater fabric, making it inconspicuous, so it was not noticed.
Finding the wound was within Shen Shi'an's expectation, but what really caught his attention was the time it took for the survivor to mutate into a zombie.
She must have been bitten before entering the door, there was no doubt about that. Nearly an hour has passed since Shen Shi'an entered the door. In other words, after the other party was infected with the zombie virus, it took at least an hour to completely mutate into a zombie
On the first day of the virus outbreak, there was a girl with braids among the zombies blocking the door of the dissection room. According to the process described by Wan Feng and Fan Guoping, it only took about five minutes for the girl to completely mutate from being bitten. The longest mutation time of the infected people encountered by Shen Shi'an after that did not exceed ten minutes.
The reason why Fan Guoping's mutation time can be delayed to several hours is because he has ingested spiritual spring water, so it is not referenced.
But for the survivor in front of her, her mutation time was actually several times longer than the infected people Shen Shi'an had encountered.
Is it because of individual differences? Or is it that the attack of the zombie virus has weakened? Or, the resistance of the survivors has become stronger
While Shen Shi'an was thinking, the others had reached an agreement on checking each other's wounds.
Shen Shi'an stood up, not surprised that someone's eyes focused on him.
"Do you want to check me first?"
Shen Shi'an's expression remained unchanged, he put the child down, took out a bottle of mineral water from his schoolbag, wet his sleeve and wiped the blood on his face, revealing the smooth and flawless skin underneath: "It's not my blood."
The scratches on his face and the abrasions on his body were healed after he entered the door.
Half an hour later, everyone finished checking each other, and several women came out of the bathroom one after another.
There were fourteen people with wounds on their bodies, and the rest found all the things that could be tied up, and tied the fourteen people to chairs. For safety, they deliberately kept a certain distance from the man who was bitten.
After everything was handled properly, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and each found a place to rest for the time being. Only then did someone think about the problem of the electric light: "Isn't there a power outage? Could it be that the power has been restored? Does this mean that the disaster has been brought under control and the country will come to rescue us soon!"
Shen Shi'an shook his head: "The power has not been restored, and the library has a backup power system."
The disappointment in the crowd was palpable, with one questioning: "How do you know it's the backup system and not the power restoration?"
Shen Shi'an swept over coldly: "You can choose not to believe it."
His mother was the administrator of the city library. Before Ms. Shen's health was so bad that she had to stay in bed, the city library was the place where he spent the longest time besides home and school.
However, this reason obviously does not need to be explained to others.
Regardless of whether the power is restored or the backup system is working, having sufficient lighting is obviously a good thing for everyone.
Human beings naturally love light, and where there is light, there is hope.
"Maybe, rescue will arrive soon." Someone sat on the pillar and muttered.
At this moment, beyond the hoarse howling of countless zombies, from hundreds of meters above the sky, the booming sound of the helicopter's propeller rotating rapidly came from far away.
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