Situ Zhuo and his friends were together at first, but later they all ran away. Now there are only two boys left with Situ Zhuo, a thin Zhao Wenqing and a tall and fat Wang Keyi.
They hid in the cafeteria. Zhao Wenqing squatted under the stove and trembled. His legs were shaking. He was the most panicked and frightened among the three. Wang Keyi was a little better. His big-eared and fat face also looked ugly. Only Situ Zhuo was the calmest. He was looking for something useful in the kitchen. He found a big kitchen knife, which should be used for chopping bones. He held it in his hand and gestured twice.
Wang Ke couldn't help swallowing and asked, "Situ, can we, can we still escape? Are Li Mao and the others all dead?"
There was a boy with them just now, but when they were crossing the playground, the plastic track suddenly softened and turned into sand. Many hands stretched out from the sand and grabbed the boy. Wang Keyi still hears the boy crying for help, and the boy struggling in the sand, but the hands in the sand pulled out his intestines and tied them around his neck and strangled him to death. Wang Keyi really regretted looking back at that time. He was so disgusted that he vomited for a long time and vomited out everything in his stomach.
Situ Zhuo ignored Wang Keyi's words. These people were so cowardly. They were very powerful when they slept with girls before, and they were like dogs now. Situ Zhuo looked down on them. If these two hadn't been brought along to serve as human shields in case of emergency, Situ Zhuo would have abandoned them long ago.
Before on the playground, when those hands were trying to grab him, Situ Zhuo pulled the boy next to him without hesitation, let him serve as a cushion, and jumped out of the sand pit by stepping on his body.
Situ Zhuo was very indifferent to the death of others. These people died and that was it, and he didn't feel anything in his heart. Only those strange ghost things made him feel wary and fearful.
"Situ! We came here with you, you must take me out safely!" When Wang Ke saw Situ Zhuo didn't say anything, he was angry and afraid, so he stepped forward and grabbed his arm.
Situ Zhuo glanced at him and said, "Keep your voice down, do you want to be discovered by those ghosts?"
Wang Keyi's anger immediately subsided, and he looked around with his head down. It was quiet all around, as if nothing was unusual.
Situ Zhuo pulled his hand away and said, "Wait here for now. Maybe you can get out when it's daybreak."
Wang Keyi finally felt relieved after hearing this. He sat on the ground and gasped. The cafeteria was very empty. There were tables, chairs and benches outside. They could see the outside through the glass window of the kitchen. There was a clock in the hall, which pointed to ten o'clock in the evening.
"It's ten o'clock now? It can't be so fast?" Wang Ke was shocked. They ran here as if they were escaping for their lives, and it didn't take long. It was probably seven or eight o'clock at most. How could it be ten o'clock already
Situ Zhuo glanced at the clock casually. "It's obviously broken. The seconds are not moving."
Wang Ke took a closer look and found that it was indeed the case. However, after a few minutes, he subconsciously glanced at the clock again and found that it was now pointing to five o'clock. He stared at it for a while with wide eyes. The seconds did not move, but the shortest clock was moving, almost once a minute. What surprised him most was that he felt very hungry, as if he had not eaten for a day, and his stomach was burning.
"What's going on? Are you feeling hungry?"
Situ Zhuo also felt it, but not as badly as Wang Keyi. He was a little hungry, but more thirsty, the kind of thirst he felt after not drinking water for a day. When he entered the cafeteria about half an hour ago, he didn't feel thirsty or hungry at all. There was something wrong with this quiet cafeteria. The speed of time in here seemed different from that outside.
"What's wrong with me? I'm so hungry." Wang Keyi is tall and fat and loves to eat. He can't stand being hungry. After two minutes, he felt he couldn't stand the hunger anymore.
Fortunately, this was the cafeteria. He got up from the ground, found the bread and milk by the window, tore open the bag and started to gobble up the food.
Situ Zhuo licked his lips, but did not move rashly. He watched Wang Ke start eating, then tried to go over and get a bottle of well-packaged milk. Just as he was about to put the straw in, he heard Wang Ke vomit and spit out everything he had eaten.
"What the hell, this isn't milk, it's tofu pudding. Has it gone bad? Why does it smell so fishy?" Wang Keyi was disgusted by the fishy smell of the 'milk'. He threw the milk carton aside and went on to eat the bread.
Situ Zhuo frowned and tore open the milk carton in his hand. He saw that there was indeed something similar to tofu pudding in the box, but the bloodshot and tiny meridians on it made it look more like something else.
He immediately threw the food in his hand away in disgust. "Don't eat it."
Unfortunately, he spoke too late, Wang Keyi had already eaten two loaves of bread.
"What?" Wang Ke looked at him blankly, holding a torn piece of bread in his hand and ready to eat.
Situ Zhuo looked like he wanted to vomit after just one look at him. Wang Keyi's stomach was growing bigger and bigger without him noticing. It wasn't like a balloon that was inflated, but like it was filled with water.
Situ Zhuo also felt increasingly hungry, and this was not going to work. He was ready to leave with a knife in hand. Wang Ke saw this and quickly got up to catch up with him, but he fell down after taking only two steps. He then realized that his stomach was so big that it looked like a water ball. This "water ball" made him stagger when he walked, and he accidentally fell down beside the stove, and his stomach burst, and thick yellow water flowed out.
With his eyes wide open, he fell into a pool of foul-smelling yellow water and suddenly vomited a large amount of blood from his mouth.
Zhao Wenqing, who had been huddled in the corner and trembling silently, yelled, crawled out, walked around Wang Keyi's body, whose limbs were spread out like a dead pig, and ran out after Situ Zhuo.
Situ Zhuo walked out of the cafeteria and found that his guess was correct. The sky outside was still about the same as when they entered the cafeteria, and it was obvious that not much time had passed.
Where should he hide next? Where is the safest place? Situ Zhuo thought about this question. Of course, he didn't want to encounter those ghosts, but there were strange things almost everywhere in this school.
He took two steps out, and Zhao Wenqing followed him out. Situ Zhuo smelled the urine smell on him and looked at him with disdain. Zhao Wenqing shrank back, lowered his head and said nothing, just following him closely.
Suddenly, the ground trembled, and Situ Zhuo's eyes widened. He saw a black shadow, which was very large, twice as tall as the six-story main teaching building. It seemed to have suddenly grown out of the ground, like a disgusting tumor with many flesh thorns on it. Looking closely, he found that there was a human head on top of the flesh thorns, and each head made a dizzying cry.
Situ Zhuo was caught off guard and was knocked to his knees almost all of a sudden, dizzy and vomiting all over the floor.
He raised his head, and for some reason, he felt that the thing seemed to see him, and the huge tumor approached him rapidly.
Situ Zhuo was shocked. If he encountered an ordinary ghost, he really wanted to try using the knife in his hand. However, he had no way to fight against such a huge thing and could only run away.
Seeing Situ Zhuo running away, Zhao Wenqing also followed tremblingly. The two ran towards the school auditorium in the distance, trying to distance themselves from the tumor.
At the same time, next to the dormitory, Xin Xiaolu looked at the terrible tumor and laughed strangely, "It comes out to eat again."
Xin Yanlai looked at her quietly, without asking anything, with a thoughtful look on his face. He held Xin Xiaolu's hand and could feel that her hand was completely cold, like holding a piece of ice. It was different from the usual slightly cool but human touch, and now it felt like holding the hand of a corpse.
The rational side of his brain made him doubt and fear everything in front of him, forcing him to let go of the strange 'Xin Xiaolu' in front of him, but his body subconsciously grasped Xin Xiaolu's cold hand even tighter. Even when he felt that the tumor stopped for a moment and tried to come towards them, Xin Yanlai stopped Xin Xiaolu behind him without any hesitation.
He made this move subconsciously, and Xin Xiaolu was also stunned. She lowered her eyes, and the strange and cold smile on her face turned into a girl's smile. She also held Xin Yanlai's hand tightly and said again: "It's okay, I won't let you die."
It's really pitiful to die here.
Xin Xiaolu took Xin Yanlai's hand and ran towards the direction of the tumor. Xin Yanlai found that she was very strong and he was basically being dragged forward. It felt a little unreal, as if he was flying on flat ground.
However, after they approached, the tumor no longer tried to get closer to them, but instead focused on chasing something towards the auditorium.
The rumbling sounds and the soft crying became the only sounds on campus.
Situ Zhuo found that he could not escape the huge tumor at all. The calmness and composure on his face slowly collapsed as the tumor got closer and closer. He quickly ran to the door of the auditorium, broke the door lock with a knife, ran in quickly, and immediately wanted to lock the door. Zhao Wenqing, who was chasing after him, was one step away. He quickly stretched out his hand to block it, but Situ Zhuo unceremoniously pressed his hand with the door.
"Ah—" Zhao Wenqing screamed in pain, but he managed to squeeze open the door with only a crack left, and squeezed into the auditorium. Situ Zhuo was too lazy to argue with him, so he kicked him aside, closed the door completely, and moved a chair to the side to block the door. There were also two tables next to it, which he also pushed over to block the door.
After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and sweat kept rolling down his forehead.
"Are we safe now?" Zhao Wenqing huddled to one side, holding his hands, his voice weak.
They were inside the auditorium and couldn't see what was happening outside, but Xin Yan could see it clearly. After the tumor reached the auditorium, it spread out like a ball of plasticine, covering the entire auditorium. The flesh thorns with human faces kept stretching and howling in all directions. Amid the howling, Xin Yan saw dark shadows and strange things approaching everywhere, some stopped outside the tumor, and some couldn't wait to throw themselves into the tumor.
Watching them merge together, countless terrible things passed through the tumor and entered the auditorium. Xin Yanlai suddenly felt that the auditorium was like a cage, and now it was locked.
As more and more strange things came here, some of them were eager to try to get close to Xin Yanlai. Xin Yanlai, who was out of place here, was also the object of these inhuman things' covetousness.
Xin Yanlai stood there, and suddenly his feet tightened, something grabbed his ankle, it was a hand that came out of the ground. He was about to break free, but the clean Xin Xiaolu beside him suddenly turned into that horrible stump, and as she changed, a thick pool of blood appeared under Xin Yanlai's feet.
The pool of blood spread out with him as the center. The pools of blood that seemed to have life flowed in all directions, separating an area for Xin Yanlai. The ghosts around could no longer get close to Xin Yanlai. The palm that had grabbed Xin Yanlai's ankle melted into the pool of blood. Xin Yanlai saw many identical palms emerging from the edge of the pool of blood. They seemed to be twisting their fingers angrily, and the blood flowed quietly outward. Those palms were forced to retreat farther and farther, and dared not stay around the pool of blood.
Standing in the middle of a pool of blood, Xin Yanlai's face was pale, but he still half-knelt down, picked up the stumps around him, and held them tightly in his arms.
"I don't know what's going on with you, but I will protect you. Xiaolu, I will take you away from here." Xin Yanlai said in a low voice.
The author has something to say: There is probably one more chapter left, and it will be over after I finish dealing with Green.