The building suddenly became quiet. Although there were occasional screams from girls, they soon stopped abruptly.
Some people who did not have time to see the black smoke pattern outside tried their best to stay away from the doors and windows. Some smart people crawled over and closed all the curtains. It seemed that as long as they avoided direct gaze, they would not fall into a strange coma.
"Quick, who knows first aid? Come and save people, they are still alive."
With the curtains blocking the way, some brave students finally rushed forward and carried the unconscious people back.
"They just seemed to be drifting off, their pulses were steady, their breathing was normal, their pupils - ugh!"
As soon as a teacher who knew first aid opened the eyes of an unconscious man, he screamed, as if he had seen something horrific. He fell to the ground, his limbs twitched, kept screaming, and foamed at the mouth. He rolled his eyes, extremely horrified.
Zhang Yang saw this scene and did not step forward. Even though he knew that this might be the infection of the magic word, he now did not have the strength to confront the power of the magic word curse head-on.
"Will they turn into zombies from Resident Evil?"
The fat man suddenly asked tremblingly behind Zhang Yang, and more than one person would think so. Especially after seeing the tragic situation of the teacher, everyone began to subconsciously stay away from these unconscious people.
"Lazy Yangyang, no, brothers, let's come together. Brothers work together, and their sharpness can break through metal. With my physique, I can be used as a human shield."
Zhang Yang was about to leave when Fatty Leng Buding hugged his arm from behind, crying so sadly that he burst into tears and runny nose.
"I'm going to find Qin Mingyue, do you dare to go out?"
"Dare!" The fat man said firmly, holding in his hand the black stockings he got from who knows where. What a genius.
Zhang Yang smiled, and a utility knife appeared in his hand like a magic trick.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
With a few cuts, the fat man's coat turned into gee-roll strips.
"So far, that thing can only spread pollution through line of sight, but in a sense, all light transmission will be a source of pollution. If you see the building windows outside, smooth brick surfaces, or even stainless steel, as long as the reflection angle If it’s appropriate, whoever looks at it will get tricked.”
Zhang Yang said quickly while putting a black eye patch on the fat man so that he could not see anything.
Then he also put on a blindfold himself to prevent any trouble before it happened. No matter what, he had to find Qin Mingyue now and then find a place to hide for twenty-four hours. Then he would be basically stable.
"Eight minutes left, let's go!"
Following the layout of the teaching building, Zhang Yang quickly took the fat man downstairs. Even though he was wearing a blindfold, he could still walk lightly, but the fat man couldn't do it, and he fell and screamed in pain.
Zhang Yang didn't care about him and rushed to the entrance of the teaching building. After searching for the past memories in his mind, he had already outlined the location of the school's guard room, and finally locked on a guard who was unsmiling and swarthy, but this guy was only twenty. Seven or eight years old, what kind of uncle is he
"Zhang Yang, wait for me, please. We brothers really grew up fighting together. You can't leave me behind."
The fat man caught up behind him panting. In fact, he was in good physical condition.
"From now on, don't shout, don't open your eyes, and don't pay attention even if you hear any sounds. If you can do that, I'll make sure you're fine."
"I can, I can!"
The fat man agreed wholeheartedly.
Zhang Yang just listened. In fact, at this time, there were also people trying to run out of buildings, or out of some cars, flowers, or groves. There was shade from trees. As long as they didn't look up, there was little chance of being hit. .
But as long as he ran out, there would be only one result: he would fall asleep on the spot.
"Walk!"
Zhang Yang grabbed the fat man, carefully opened his legs, and when he landed, he heard a strange sound. He bet that only he could hear it, so he immediately stepped back, thought about it, and tore two more pieces of cloth. Tiao plugged his own ears, including the fat man’s ears.
The magic words are indescribable, anything is possible, and you must be on guard at all times.
Taking another step forward, it was clear that the sun was blazing in the sky, but Zhang Yang could not feel the slightest bit of heat, only a kind of coldness that penetrated into his bones and soul like a poisonous snake. This stress change made all the hair on his body fall. Standing up, it even gives the illusion that the whole body is wrapped by poisonous snakes.
After dozens of steps, Zhang Yang could still hold on, but the fat man could no longer hold on. The rapid breathing and the physical changes in his body muscles proved that a large amount of heat was being lost in his body, and he could not even touch his body. Pulse.
"This magic language is indeed powerful. No, these ordinary people are too weak now. They say that humans can restrain demons, but now it seems that this is a joke."
Zhang Yang thought while holding the fat man's arm firmly. This was not the time to withdraw and be afraid, and it was already too late.
When he first came into contact with the magic language and the demon clan, he already had extraordinary strength. At that time, he didn't feel that the demon clan and the demon language were scary, and he even deciphered the magic language. Now from the perspective of an ordinary person, this Know how deadly this nightmare-like magic word is.
Stumbling along the way, he would step on people who were unconscious on the ground from time to time, but Zhang Yang did not let himself lose his direction at all. After all, his previous foundation was still there, so his sense of direction and space were very strong.
No more, no less, 587 steps, Zhang Yang touched the school's guard room, pushed it gently with his hand, and the door opened. There was a slight noise inside, proving that there was a living person inside.
"Qin Mingyue, are you still alive?"
Zhang Yang was very nervous at this moment. He was really worried that this guy had passed out outside or had gone to the toilet, and that would be the end of him.
"who?"
A vigilant voice sounded.
At this moment, Zhang Yang suddenly realized something. How should he convince Qin Mingyue, who seemed to have a lot of character? He couldn't say that your son was worried about you in the future and asked me to save you, right
This thought flashed through his mind, and Zhang Yang said casually: "Uncle Qin, we are students in Class 3 and Class 4 of high school. Can we go in and hide for a while? One of my classmates is about to go into shock."
After saying this, Zhang Yang felt uncomfortable all over, so damn—
It was silent inside, and then Qin Mingyue's voice sounded, a bit like gnashing of teeth, "Uncle, you are an old man, I am only twenty-three years old!"
"Uh-" Zhang Yang didn't know what to say. He was only twenty-three, and he really had the appearance of dying young.
"Come in, don't look in the mirror, close your eyes as much as possible and hide here."
Qin Mingyue's voice sounded again. It seemed that this guy wasn't bad either.
Almost dragging the fat man into the guard room, Zhang Yang saw two security uncles huddled together in a space covered by curtains under the desk.
"Your classmate is hopeless. You should leave him outside. Don't blame me for not warning you. I just watched "The Walking Dead" yesterday!"
Another guard uncle asked sternly, holding a screwdriver in his hand!
"Old Zhang, this little fat guy seems different, don't be nervous!" Qin Mingyue soothed softly, her observation skills were very keen.
At this time, Zhang Yang also dragged the fat man in. The guy opened his mouth wide, gasped, and rolled his eyes, like a fish about to die of thirst in the desert. Even Zhang Yang was surprised, this guy has such high magic resistance!
You must know that he is still an ordinary person. He does not have a strong mind like Zhang Yang who has been trained and experienced a lot, and he does not have the aura of the protagonist. He can be exposed to the polluted magic word environment for two full minutes with only simple protection and still not be attacked. , this is simply a genius!
"Bengbengbengbeng" Zhang Yang performed a burst of cardiopulmonary resuscitation on the fat man. Of course, artificial respiration was not required.
"is that useful?"
That old Zhang still looked suspicious.
"Almost!" Zhang Yang said with certainty. The fat man was not completely invaded by the magic word force field environment, but his soul and body did enter a state of stress, so at this time, cardiac resuscitation can be used to solve the problem. of.
"Ahem! Oh my god, I feel like I was thrown into a frying pan and almost got steamed!" The fat man's limbs were dancing wildly. Fortunately, Zhang Yang and Qin Mingyue were both strong, otherwise he would have flipped the table. flipped.
"I'm not dead! I-"
The fat man started shouting when he got excited, but Zhang Yang conveniently grabbed a mop and stuffed it in.
"Calm down?"
Zhang Yang asked, and the fat man nodded desperately.
Pulling out the mop, the fat man huddled in the corner and retched, like an injured husky.
"What to do next? The army will come. It seems that the network signal and mobile phone signal are not interrupted."
Lao Zhang began to talk to himself nervously again. As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Yang with hopeful eyes and a dry smile. He thought that Zhang Yang could really save the unconscious people outside.
"Five minutes left."
Zhang Yang looked at his watch and said, "We probably need some weapons for self-defense."
"Weapons? Self-defense, will they turn into zombies?"
Lao Zhang's voice rose a full two degrees.
Qin Mingyue also looked over, somewhat inquiringly.
"I'm not sure, but I'm not afraid of 10,000, just in case."
The utility knife in Zhang Yang's hand made a cool 720-degree spin, and then he began to cut the wooden spear. The materials were readily available, and the mop rod was good.
A minute later, a wooden spear appeared. It felt so satisfying that Zhang Yang was surprised. It was as if all the cells in his body were singing from the moment he decided to cut the wooden spear.
"Uh, I'd like to ask, classmate, are you a carpenter? No, are you majoring in civil engineering?" Qin Mingyue's eyes almost popped out. This skill is almost comparable to lathe processing!
"Ahem! Everyone, we have to prepare for battle."
Zhang Yang brought the topic back again. Can a guy majoring in civil engineering cut wooden spears? In this world, just because you have the word "wood" doesn't mean you are a great carpenter.
"We don't dare to go out to fight. The sunshine outside is poisonous! Whoever shines will die! We still have to believe in the federal government and His Majesty the Emperor! The army will come soon. What if Her Royal Highness the Princess turns on the phone in person? A comes to the rescue..." Lao Zhang's opinion was very firm, and he had obviously entered into some kind of mysterious and strange fantasy.
"In this short period of time, you have already looked at your watch twice. Is there any time limit? What do you know!" Qin Mingyue suddenly asked. This guy has very meticulous observation skills.
Zhang Yang grinned, because brother, you are the protagonist!