On the thirteenth day when the corpse tide broke out, it was sunny.
Dozens of bookshelves are lined up in two rows, standing in an orderly manner in the room, and the sunlight shines through the window lattice, drawing regular grids of light and shadow on the side panels of the bookshelves. There is almost not much open space in the room, except for two aisles that are not too spacious between the two rows of bookshelves and on the side near the window.
At this time, under the window, there are eight heads together, facing a floor plan, with the spirit of the final exam, studying.
Zhou Lu: "I don't need to talk about the cafeteria. Everyone knows it every day. The lobby on the first floor, the special features on the second floor, and the private rooms on the third floor. From a structural point of view, all three are dining areas + back kitchens, and the first and second floors are only in the dining area. Another window strip is separated. But what we are going to is the back kitchen, so in terms of the back kitchen, the first and third floors are the same. The back kitchen is a large overall space, and the back kitchen on the second floor is built The partition is divided into several closed small areas according to the characteristic windows. In short... "
Qi Yan: "There is a lot of food in the back kitchen on the first and third floors, and the back kitchen on the second floor is easy to control."
Zhou Lu: "Yes, the smaller the space and the more closed it is, the better it is for us, but the corresponding food storage is not so centralized."
"Handsome guys," Lin Dilei reminded, "Now it's not a question of which floor we want to control, but a question of which floor we can control."
Zhou Lv was depressed when he heard the words, and sighed: "Yes, the entire facade is a glass curtain wall, which is smooth from top to bottom, and there is no place to climb even if you want to climb."
"If you enter through the door." Song Fei said suddenly.
Qi Yan shook his head without hesitation: "There are only eight of us, and the cafeteria has three doors. To actually close each of the two side doors, at least two people are needed. Two people at the main door may not be enough. We are all going to guard the door, who will deal with the cafeteria Zombies inside?"
"Entering through the door doesn't mean guarding the door," Song Fei rolled his eyes, and knocked twice with his index finger on the west door and the back kitchen door on the first floor, "We can find a way to keep the zombies in the hall on the first floor as much as possible." Attracted to the outside of the cafeteria, I took the opportunity to run in from the west side door closest to the back kitchen door, and rushed into the dining area and went straight to the back kitchen. Eight of us can't guard three doors, but one back kitchen door can always be guarded Bar?"
Qi Yan was stunned.
He has been entangled in the racking brains of "how to climb to the roof". It's not that Song Fei's idea is so good, but from the moment he entered the dormitory from the balcony, the skylight into the supermarket, and now the library, "infiltrating through the outer wall" has become the thinking pattern of him or many comrades-in-arms, but Song Fei can jump. come out.
"Cough," Song Fei cleared his throat, drew Qi Yan's attention back, waited until his eyes met again, and then frowned solemnly, "Can you use your brain when doing things?"
Qi Yanjiong, these words are all too familiar, but this is the first time that a speaker has become an audience. Looking at the other party again, the smug mouth corners couldn't be held back, it was about to go to heaven.
The hand was suddenly held tightly.
Qi Yan's heart skipped a beat, and Song Fei said sincerely, "I understand why you always hated me before."
Qi Yan raised his eyebrows, his intuition told him to be skeptical: "Really?"
"Well," Song Fei nodded vigorously, his bright eyes glowed strangely, "It's so cool, everyone will fall in love with this feeling!"
"..." Qi Yan, whose forehead couldn't stop beating, withdrew his hand forcefully.
The comrades-in-arms have already seen it. To be honest, I almost don't feel the zombies now, so who would be afraid of watching the zombies.
However, Li Jingyu's classmate was not.
He was neither used to the ferocity of zombies, nor to the eye movements of male classmates. So he admired Wang Qingyuan even more. During the ten days they were together, he felt that this classmate was extraordinary, and now seeing him calmly watching around, he felt admiration in his heart.
"Three questions," Qi Yan agreed with Song Fei's proposal, but it still needs to be improved from proposal to feasibility, "First, who will lure the zombies out and how; How to return to the team; Third, the kitchen area on the first floor is very large, if there are still zombies in there, and there are a lot of them, how will we deal with them.”
"I haven't thought about it that much..." Song Fei told the truth, he has a human brain and not a computer, how could he plan so well all at once, so he turned to his comrades, "What do you think?"
Wang Qingyuan's first interface: "I don't have enough fighting experience, I'll listen to you in this regard."
"Luring zombies is nothing more than sound and smell, but if you want to attract a large number of people in a short period of time, it can only be sound. Just like what we did before, either put down the mobile phone, or sing and shout by yourself." Zhou Lv said here After a pause, he continued, "But if you can't hide in an absolutely safe place, this method won't work, and whoever uses it will die."
Lin Dilei: "The person who lures the zombies can return through the window, as long as the person who enters the back kitchen first opens the window. The windows on the second and third floors cannot be climbed up, but the windows on the first floor can always come in."
Qiao Siqi: "But this person may not be able to escape safely and run under the window at all. Unless the cook has a shadow clone, opening the window while fighting zombies is also a highly technical job. Also, the person who climbs the window What if he is attacked suddenly while climbing in? No one can save him, he can only be gnawed to death."
"Everything has a probability. There is no one hundred percent absolute safety. We can only work hard to increase the probability of survival." Luo Geng's deep voice was firm, and he looked at Li, a student from the Faculty of Arts who had been silent all this time, "You What do you think?"
"..." Li Jingyu no longer felt it. Now he just misses the days of drinking coffee very much. Although his body is gradually dying out, his mind is peaceful.
The little friends couldn't bear to see his trance eyes drifting away to unknown places. They could understand Li Jingyu's collapse. After all, he hadn't really faced the zombies yet, and suddenly he was asked to switch to combat mode, and he was only given one life, which might be gone in a few minutes. Thinking back to their first few days in the dormitory, isn't it the same virtue.
But now there is no time for him to adapt slowly.
If Li Jingyu remained in this state until the departure, it was not only himself who was in danger, but probably the entire team.
Looking at each other, the comrades communicated quickly with anxious eyes—
[Zhou Lu: He seems to be going out of his wits...]
[Joskey: What can we do? !]
[Song Fei: Persuasion, understand it with reason and move it with emotion.]
[Lin Dilei: And use his favorite method.]
[Qi Yan: OK.]
[Luo Geng: Wait, what, hey, I'm not good at Chinese—]
"Brother Tao, wake up, Taoyuan is gone." Zhou Lv took Li Jingyu's shoulders and looked him in the eyes, "Think about Mr. Lu You, who is lying in a lonely village without feeling sorry for himself, and Shangsi defending Luntai for the country!"
Li Jingyu's erratic eyes gradually returned: "Ye Lan is lying down and listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse and ice river are dreaming."
Qiao Siqi continued his efforts: "The shame of Jingkang is still unresolved, and the hatred of the courtiers, when will it end?"
Li Jingyu took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly: "Drive a long car and step through the gap in Helan Mountain.
Song Fei hastily stuffed the utility knife into his hand: "Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain, the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance!"
Li Jingyu clenched his weapon tightly, his eyes became darker: "Huangsha wears golden armor in every battle, and he will never return it until he breaks Loulan!"
Lin Dilei: "Xisu Linjiang vows to destroy Hu, and the army swallows Wu with a hundred thousand vigor!"
Li Jingyu: "Try to see if the whip is broken in the sky. If you don't believe that the surname of Zhu is not in the Central Plains!"
Qi Yan: "The wine is drunk and the gallbladder is still open. The temples are slightly frosty, so why not!"
Li Jingyu got up and stood up, imposing like a rainbow: "I will hold the eagle bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot Sirius!"
It’s almost time to hit the door. Li Jingyu is not the only one who is excited. When Luo Geng stood up, he felt his chest beating: "Drunk lying on the battlefield Lord Mo Xiao, how many people have fought in ancient times!!!"
Li Jingyu: "..."
Comrades: "..."
The sudden silence was like God pressing the silence button, Luo Geng instantly realized that it needed to be redeemed!
"Uh, that, Mo Chou has no confidant in the future, no one in the world knows the king!"
Li Jingyu: "..."
Luo Geng: "Fuck, I should say one or two sentences instead of three or four, right?"
Comrades: "This is not the point!!!"
For a long time afterward, Li from the Faculty of Liberal Arts was immersed in the terrifying imagination of "no one in the world knows the king". This is a vicious curse that is extremely frightening if you don't think about it carefully, and you can't live if you think about it carefully.
Luo Geng has also been depressed for a long time. Chinese is his Achilles' heel. Is it easy to choke out two lines of ancient poetry
Song Fei and the others began to study the feasibility of the cafeteria plan, especially the questions raised by Qi Yan. Wang Qingyuan, who only said one sentence from the beginning to the end, suddenly asked: "What we have to do now is to maximize the survival time and wait for rescue, right?"
The five people in the discussion looked up, not quite understanding what he meant, but it was Song Fei who answered him first: "Yes. We don't know what's going on outside now. If zombies are rampant outside, the Great Wasteland may not be safer than inside the school."
Wang Qingyuan nodded, expressing his understanding, but changed the topic: "Since we want to maximize our survival time, we don't necessarily have to go to the cafeteria right now."
Song Fei was puzzled: "How to say?"
Wang Qingyuan said: "There are two vending machines at the corner of each staircase in the library, one for drinks and one for snacks."
Song Fei hesitated: "I know this, but I can only pass through the corridor."
Wang Qingyuan asked: "Do you think it will be more difficult than going to the cafeteria?"
Song Fei frowned and thought for a while, then said, "It's hard to say."
From Qi Yan's point of view, Wang Qingyuan already had the answer in his heart. If he really felt that going to the vending machine was more dangerous than going to the cafeteria, he wouldn't have suggested it at all. But he mentioned it, and discussed it with Song Fei in a very equal tone.
In fact, after he mentioned it like this, Qi Yan also felt that it was a good idea to go to the vending machine first. Now if they want to survive, they must not let go of any food, and they must search as much as possible wherever they go.
But if he thought of it first, would he discuss it with Song Fei
[Don't go to the cafeteria, go to the vending machine.]
[why?]
[There is no reason, which one is more beneficial, can't you see clearly?]
[Sorry, I still have bad eyesight.]
[What time is it that you can't stop making trouble?]
[Why do you always think I'm messing with you?]
[Forget it, we'll talk again when you calm down.]
[I'm fucking calm now!]
[It's very calm, you hug others so tightly, why don't you hug me? !]
[… What?]
Qi Yan shivered, and was frightened by his brain power. What was even more frightening was that this small theater seemed to have vitality, and he was ready to continue the performance. He had to fight hard to get it out of his mind.
On the other side, the comrades have already discussed the result——
Song Fei: "That's it, let's go to the vending machine first?"
Li Jingyu: "It sounds a little less difficult than the cafeteria..."
Wang Qingyuan: "Yes."
Qiao Siqi: "But do we have enough money to invest?"
Luo Geng: "You are stupid, just smash it!"
Zhou Yilu: "That's right, we dare not do anything except kill people now!"
Luo Geng: "Uh, there's no need to do this..."
"Song Fei," Lin Dilei tugged at his clothes, "Would you like to go over and see Qi Yan, he has been shaking his head very strangely..."
This day will be spent safely in everyone's seminars. The food collected by the express delivery point is enough to last for two to three days, and they are not in a hurry to act.
As night fell, the little friends lay on the floor made of books. Although it was a bit hard, at least it could insulate the cool air of the ground.
The moonlight replaced the sunlight and shone in from the window lattice. It was obviously a cool color, but in this quiet night, it made people feel stretched and warm from the bottom of their hearts.
It's been a long time since I went to sleep with the lights off.
Relying on the clear night and the partners around them, the eight embraced the long-lost night.
"The one who plays with the mobile phone, you are almost done!"
A screen is always on in the bright moonlight, which is really a sight to behold.
Li Jingyu flattened his mouth: "Just a little while, just a little while."
"You've been around for a while," Qiao Siqi was so sleepy that he couldn't bear it anymore, "I won't give you the charger if I don't turn off the phone!"
Li Jingyu: "How can you get back what you gifted, and what's the use of getting it back? It's just a matter of thinking."
"Good, very good..." Qiao Siqi stood up as he spoke, as if he was going to grab it.
There is still a week between him and Li Jingyu. Xiao Zhou, who can fall asleep when the sky falls, is dreaming of going back to the fourth-level examination room at this moment. He answered all the questions from the beginning to the end, and was sitting there waiting for the time. When I was handing in the paper, I was suddenly scratched and scratched by Johns, and my side turned into prone, and my dream of handing in the paper was shattered.
"Josh, I'll fuck you, uncle—"
Johns didn't have the time to pay attention to him, so he reached out to hook up the charger. Li Jingyu was not a vegetarian either. Holding the phone and picking up the charger was like a rolling dragon, and when he sat up, he was directly away from Qiao Siqi.
Qiao Siqi called this hate, he got up straight away, and was about to attack again, but just as he stepped on last week's back, a strange woman's voice suddenly sounded from the huge closed-shelf library—
[Son, are you stupid? You are only 1.68 meters. You can’t look any higher when looking for a partner. From now on, you won’t be able to find my grandson even if you stand on tiptoe in the crowd!]
The air suddenly froze.
The voice had a clear electric texture, obviously coming from the phone.
Qiao Siqi was stunned, and suddenly lost the mood to make trouble.
Li Jingyu didn't expect that he touched the screen by mistake and played the wechat chat records he secretly watched. Originally, he just reviewed the text silently, and didn't dare to listen to the voice, but now with the familiar voice, his eyes turned red.
Qiao Siqi moved his lips, but he still couldn't figure out what to say, so he could only lie down resentfully.
Li Jingyu sniffed, a little embarrassed, and lay back silently.
Except for the talented Zhou Lu, none of the comrades fell asleep. Even if he fell asleep, he would have been woken up long ago. If someone could lift the lid of the library now, they would be able to clearly see eight people lying in a row in the closed-shelf stack, without saying a word, looking at the vast expanse.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Dilei's voice suddenly sounded in the silence: "Actually, what your mother said is quite reasonable, eugenics and postnatal care."
Li Jingyu's voice was hoarse: "You really think so?"
Lin Dilei: "Yes."
Li Jingyu: "How tall are you?"
Comrades: "..."
Luo Geng: "Get lost!"
Li Jingyu choked up again: "I'll just ask casually, otherwise my mother's voice will be all around my ears when I close my eyes, I feel uncomfortable."
Luo Geng was also seduced by him, feeling uncomfortable: "Then listen to your father, fight poison with poison."
Li Jingyu: "My dad can't send WeChat!"
Luo Geng was so angry that he simply sat up and took out his cell phone: "Then listen to my dad! It's interesting, buddy, I'll share it with you—"
[If you can't pass the fourth level, you don't have to pass it for a year, and you are not allowed to come back during the winter vacation. Study at school for me! ! !]
Luo's father's voice was so powerful that it towered over the sky.
The friends were not sleepy at all, and they sat up one after another, and some of them were so shocked that the carp straightened up, as if it was a sin to sleep an extra second.
Luo Geng was proud: "How about it, refresh yourself?"
Qiao Siqi said truthfully: "It can ward off evil spirits."
Li Jingyu immediately became polite to Xiao Luo: "You can enjoy such a good father by yourself, don't give it to me..."
Luo Geng sighed, with mixed feelings: "If I can't get out alive, this is the last sentence my dad will say to me."
"Bah, bah, bah," Lin Dilei said angrily, "Don't say such unlucky things."
Li Jingyu echoed in a low voice: "The one just now was also the last sentence my mother said to me."
Qiao Siqi rolled his eyes: "At least you can still listen, I don't even have a mobile phone."
Qi Yan patted him on the shoulder silently, conveying his concern and finding some comfort for himself.
"You're so naive, you think it's a good thing to be able to listen?" Lin Dilei took her mobile phone in a desperate manner, opened WeChat and played it decisively.
[How many times have I told you, it's almost enough, don't pick and choose because you think you look good. Girls turn 30 after 20 and turn 40 after 30. If you don't look for them now, good boys will be picked away by others. And you haven't continued to grow taller, you must stop drinking milk. After you return to the dormitory, you will connect with me on video. I want to watch your height measurement on the spot. When will you return to the dormitory?]
The entire speech did not exceed twenty seconds, and the speech was extremely fast, but the cadence was perfect. After listening to it, the friends still have the illusion that Aunt Lin is still talking, and there is a lingering lingering trend for three days.
Parents are taboos for the six little friends along the way. They are not afraid of zombies, not afraid of danger, and even dare to face death, but no one dares to mention their parents. That is the dead spot where they can't arm themselves no matter what, no matter how many gas masks they wear, they always feel that if they touch it, the strength and courage they have accumulated so hard will be defeated. So they hide, hide, and deliberately ignore.
However, it was only at this moment that they suddenly discovered that, perhaps on the contrary, these emotions that they thought would bring about fragility were precisely the courage and belief that had always supported them.
Somehow, it later developed into a lethal competition in the last voice message of parents on WeChat. Zhou Yilu and Wang Qingyuan played their parents' songs one after another, but in the end, Song Fei's mother, who appeared second to last, dominated the audience with a crushing appearance—
[Mom misses you so much, you took the exam so far back then, mom really didn't want to... Hey, don't move, I'm going to lose 90,000 yuan!]