The partners in Class 1 of Wusheng were always waiting to meet Song Fei and Lin Dilei, so they didn't dare to light a fire to make breakfast. They were afraid of being distracted, so they hurriedly ate some snacks brought by the library, and they were able to deal with it. Now people are waiting, although one of them has been distributed to the corner to draw circles, the friends still kindly distributed snacks.
Lin and Song, who were full of soup, took the snacks calmly and ate them heartily.
But the friends were sad to see it, so Qiao Siqi complained and asked, "Didn't they give you any food?"
"It's divided." Song Fei hurriedly corrected the names of the students in Class 2, "I drank a lot of bean sprout soup!"
Qiao Siqi shot up at the case: "This is too inhuman, anyway, we share weal and woe, just give two bean sprouts?!"
"Uh," Song Fei recalled the bean sprouts trip that had just passed away, feeling unbearable, "they are the same."
Qiao Siqi was stunned, and after a while, his expression changed from anger to sympathy, and he muttered to himself: "Sounds so pitiful..."
Song Fei wanted to say something, but Wang Qingyuan said, "Qi Yan, what are you looking at?"
He turned around and found that Qi Yan was squatting in another corner, picking up an arm of the zombie's corpse, and observing it intently. Xu Shi was too devoted, and didn't respond to Wang Qingyuan's call at all. The next second, he suddenly picked up the utility knife and made a sharp cut on the zombie's forearm. After the cut, he probably felt that it was not deep enough, so he began to use the blade to saw back and forth. .
Cut on the zombie's arm, numb on the scalp of the little friend.
Everyone involuntarily squeezed into the corner of Song Fei's circle, absorbing each other's warmth, and looking at the creepy scene from afar. The wound on the zombie's arm was not bleeding, so the visual impact was more intuitive, especially when Qi Yan was finally satisfied, put down the knife, and began to open the wound to look inside.
"Qi, Brother Qi," Luo Geng chattered his teeth and used the honorifics from the bottom of his heart, "It's dead, and it didn't really hurt us, so you don't have to torture the corpse so hard, right?"
Looking at the unconscious zombie with nothing to love, Li Jingyu wanted to cry, and there was always a kind of despair about his future end: "I shouldn't have won him in the 10,000-meter race..."
Qi Yan seems to have entered some kind of no-man's land, even if ghosts and wolves howl on your side, he will turn a deaf ear to it, only frowning, and staring intently, as if snow lotus flowers will grow from the wound in the next second.
Song Fei hugged his little friends over, one by one, and patted their heads reassuringly. At the end, he suddenly shouted at Qi Yan: "Handsome guy—"
These two words were like a burst of electricity, and Qi, who was still immersed in his own world before, raised his head abruptly without any hesitation: "Huh?"
Friends, black line, obviously this shouting and responding has become an instinctive reaction deeply rooted in the bone marrow, it is not difficult to imagine how boring the two of them are when they are in love.
"What did you come up with?" Song Fei didn't think it was wrong, this nickname was so used to it that it was no different from that guy surnamed Qi, hey.
"Not sure yet, I need to look at a few more."
"come on."
"Um."
After the conversation ended, Qi Yan continued. Song Fei looked away and explained to the students who were confused: "It's okay, they have a professional habit of biology, and they want to make a slice of everything they encounter and put it under the microscope for bottom-line research. There is no microscope now, so we can only see it with the naked eye." gone."
Zhou Lu: "Then he said he needs to watch a few more..."
Song Fei: "It's just to cut off a few more arms. There are several corpses piled up there. It is estimated that two sample groups are not enough."
Qiao Siqi: "Don't you feel sick?"
Song Fei: "It's disgusting. But if you can really research something useful, it's worth it even if it's disgusting."
The little friends were dumbfounded, it was the first time that they admired Song Fei's realm from the bottom of their hearts...
Song Fei: "It's not me who did it."
Fuck you!
In order to make it easier for the knife to be compared, Qi Yan simply took off all the zombie's clothes, laid the corpses on the ground, lined up side by side, put on black leather gloves for safety, and began to cut where and where on the zombies out of curiosity. .
Although there is no reason for the zombie's body to squirt blood, this scene is enough to cause strong physical discomfort to the students of Wusheng Class 1. In the end, everyone stopped shrinking and ran to the other end of the back kitchen, the place farthest from Qi Yan, with their backs to him, taking deep breaths to adjust to the constant nausea.
After a long time, Zhou Lv still felt sorry for him: "I'm just an ordinary college student, I really can't do this."
The friends refuted in unison: "Who the hell is not an ordinary college student!"
This also includes Song Fei, making everyone quite different: "You can't take it anymore?"
"..." He can understand Qi Yan's desire to explore from a professional point of view, and he can even accept him cutting it once, but that doesn't mean he can accept him cutting it endlessly! When they were in love, the two of them ate, studied, and rolled the sheets on the road, academic activities were not included!
After more than half an hour, student Qi finally finished his research, and kindly asked his friends: "Would you like to come and have a look?"
"No, no, just watch it for fun..."
Guys are about to shake their heads off.
Qi Yan was embarrassed, so he could only say: "Then come and help us, let's throw the corpse out of the window. I still don't feel at ease if it is kept here. Even if the zombie virus is not infected, it may breed other bacteria."
Song Fei covered his eyes, and politely declined on behalf of his friends: "You have to work harder, we really can't handle the bowels spilling all over the floor."
It was only then that Qi Yan realized why his comrades were so resistant, and he was completely black: "I didn't dissect!"
Song Fei was stunned, and the others were also stunned. Qi Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I just want to see their musculature and confirm my thoughts. I'm just a biology student, not a medical student. You think too highly of me..."
Everyone walked over tremblingly, only to find that the corpse was lying on the ground in good condition. It was more clearly seen because there were no traces. Except for some wounds of different shades on the limbs, the body was basically undamaged, of course not to mention the head. In the previous fight, he was severely injured by his friends. But on the whole, it is still within the acceptable range.
Song Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that Qi Yan was also responsible for the misunderstanding: "You only study the arms and legs, why are you taking their clothes off!"
Qi Yan took it for granted, "The floor is used as a mat."
Song Fei: "This... is really a good idea."
Everyone was embarrassed, they found out, facing Qi Yan, Song's aura could never last for three seconds.
Taking advantage of the fact that there were no zombies outside, Class 1 of Wusheng chose the easternmost window and worked together to send the corpse out together with the swill. The zombies were fine, but the sound of the swill pouring was louder, so when the window was closed, several zombie figures had already appeared in the corner.
Everyone joked in Class 2, about zombies being afraid of the cold, Song Fei thought about it now, the more he thought about it, the more believable it became.
Careful Lin Dilei found a mop, cleaned up the slop bucket and the dirt left by the corpse, and then dug out a very delicate oblate perfume bottle from nowhere, and sprayed it into the air twice .
Just two clicks.
The peculiar smell has dissipated a lot because of opening the window, and now it is completely gone, only the faint fragrance floats, which lasts for a long time.
"It's good to take girls with you."
In the faint fragrance, the male students swept away the haze and felt refreshed.
Lin Dilei didn't have the mood to deal with them, she just hugged her treasures, her heart ached to the point of sadness—the CHANEL she had been reluctant to use, just sprayed the kitchen like this.
Class 1 of Wusheng spread out the clothes and pants left by the zombies. The thick outerwear was laid on a separate layer, and the thinner inner clothes were stacked in two or three layers, finally forming a floor that could barely accommodate eight people. But this kind of accommodation can only be wide enough when eight people are lying side by side. As for each person's head and feet, it has to be sacrificed. A short person can curl up his legs, and a tall person's half leg is basically enough. on the ground.
The clothes of the zombies were red and dark, with mud and blood stains. The blood stains were dark, light, light, and dark. It was even impossible to distinguish which belonged to the innocent students attacked by them, and which belonged to themselves. Fortunately, Qi Yan found a large black plastic bag, similar to the kind of trash can on the side of the road. It should be used by the cafeteria to clean up food waste. It is one and a half to two square meters in size when it is torn open, only a few, Then I covered all the clothes, stuffed the seams under the clothes, and then used a few large bowls to buckle some fixed points on the four sides to reinforce them, and a black plastic floor was completed gorgeously.
Finally, Class 1 of Wusheng had a place to live that was not so cool. Everyone wrapped up in cotton-padded clothes and down jackets, and finally got together to sit together. Only then did Qi Yan talk about the research results: "I have been thinking that if zombies are also a kind of living thing, then they must have energy intake if they want to maintain their lives. Through observations these days, this energy can only be Living people, because we haven't seen them eat anything else. But now there are so many zombies outside, but there is no living person, and all the surviving classmates can't hide, why didn't they starve to death?"
Everyone was stunned by this sudden question.
Even Song Fei, who knows EX well, has to feel that the way of thinking of a top student is different from that of ordinary people. Ordinary people are now thinking about what they eat, but Xueba has already begun to think about what zombies eat.
"Could it be that they don't eat all at once after killing people," Zhou Yilv speculated, "Like leopards, they drag them to a certain place to hide and eat slowly?"
"No," Wang Qingyuan's eyes behind the lens flashed a gleam, as if he caught the point of what Qi Yan wanted to say, "If they don't finish gnawing people in a short time, the people who are bitten are likely to die halfway through. If it turns into a zombie, how could it be waiting to be dragged elsewhere for storage?"
"Actually think about it carefully," Song Fei tried hard to recall the journey from the Zhiyuan Building of the fourth-level exam to the boys' dormitory and then to the library. Infection after being bitten, such as missing a piece of the face, missing a piece of the neck, and some can’t see the obvious wound, maybe it’s because the hand or leg was bitten somewhere, and it’s infected. From the visual perception, the bite mutation should be far away More than just being eaten."
"No, there is a bug in this." Qiao Siqi was confused, "If he gnaws on the opponent and mutates, should the zombie continue to eat or just give up? If he continues to eat, it means that he also eats zombie meat, so give up. If you eat one, you have to give up one. According to Qi Yan, there is no energy to absorb. Only one person can take a bite, and it may not be possible to bite off the meat. What can you ingest?"
"Could it be that some people mutate quickly after being bitten, while others mutate slowly. Like some viruses, some people get sick soon after being infected, and some people may not get sick after a few years of incubation," Li Jingyu said, "so fast The ones become zombies, and the ones that are slow are eaten?"
"It's not right." Song Fei narrowed his eyes, recalling the scene when the corpse horde first broke out, "When I was in the Zhiyuan Building, I saw with my own eyes that they left the person who had just eaten two mouthfuls away, and went to attack others. Whether you look at lions or leopards, let’s talk about hunting antelopes, they first lock on a target, then disperse the herd of antelopes, and then run to that one, and eat them without saying a word. No matter how many antelopes are around, I won’t take a second look. But these zombies are not, I feel that it doesn’t matter whether they eat or not, they love to eat one when they see one... "
At this point in the discussion, we can't go on, because everyone found that they have fallen into a messy and chaotic world. It seems that there is a road everywhere, and you can take two steps everywhere, but you can't find the direction anyway, and you will enter a dead end as you walk, or simply go back to the original place.
Inadvertently, from the corner of the eye, Song Fei caught sight of the determination in Qi Yan's eyes, and Song Fei understood: "Hey, don't be tricky, speak quickly."
Qi Yan's unkind tone made Qi Yan frowned aggrievedly, and remained silent for a long time.
Song Fei's black line: "Why, do you want me to kiss you first?"
Qi Yan's eyes lit up, as bright as stars!
The six little friends also turned their heads to look at Song Fei in unison, with a look of excitement and joy that watching the excitement is not a big deal.
Song Feijiong, wished he could slap his unguarded mouth: "Uh, well, I see you are all so serious, so let's liven up the atmosphere..."
Six disdainful white eyes flew over, and Student Song pretended not to see.
Qi Yan lowered his eyes in disappointment, his appearance was so pitiful that his comrades wished to hang a "scumbag" sign on Song Fei and parade through the streets!
Song Fei pretended to be ignorant, but in fact, he had picked up Qi Yan and beat him eight hundred times in his heart! When they were dating, they were obviously so simple and simple, even when they scolded him, they never beat around the bush. How come they have changed from being an idol to an acting school now! And he acted so damn well!
Qi Yan didn't need to look at Song Fei's expression, but just glanced at his slightly fluttering nostrils from the corner of his eye, and Qi Yan knew that this person had gone crazy. Although I also felt a kind of shame of "I'm so bad", but the happy pigeons couldn't stop, so they fluttered and flew in circles in my heart.
Coughing and clearing his throat, Qi Yan became serious, after all, there is business right now—
"I judge that it is their instinct to spread viruses, not to eat people. So driven by this instinct, they will pounce on as many people as possible, gnaw on people, and then pounce on the next one after gnawing. Only when there are no more people around When the second living person is alive, it is possible to keep eating, and this kind of eating may not be absolute. Think about it carefully, we saw a lot of zombies along the way, but we saw very few corpses. If If they really gnawed on a large scale, they should have left one after another on the ground. There are no bones, which means that the number of people who were gnawed was very small, and those who were infected and turned into corpses were the mainstream."
Qi Yan confides all his thoughts in one breath, and the friends need to digest it.
In a thoughtful scene, Wang Qingyuan understood the fastest and was the first to discover the problem: "If, as you said, they gnaw on people only to spread the virus, and only eat people in rare cases, then there are so many people out there. Zombies, what do you do for a living? You just said that any creature needs energy."
Qi Yan nodded, and continued: "So I cut open their muscle tissue just now, just to confirm my guess."
Wang Qingyuan: "Has it been confirmed?"
Qi Yan: "Basically. I checked all the corpses, and their muscle and fat are still in a relatively stable state. For example, if a person does not eat for a week and only drinks water, in order to maintain life, the body Fat and muscle will be consumed rapidly, like when we found you in the library, this consumption is very obvious just by looking at it. However, not only on the surface of those corpses just now, there is no consumption caused by long-term non-eating. There is no such sign when looking at the internal section after opening.”
Wang Qingyuan: "What is the conclusion?"
Qi Yan: "Their metabolism is extremely slow."
Wang Qingyuan: "Eternal life?"
Qi Yan: "Probably not, but if you don't eat or drink for a year or a half, or for three to five years, maybe you can."
Wang Qingyuan: "After three or five years, we will all die together?"
Qi Yan: "There is such a possibility."
Wang Qingyuan: "The scene will definitely be spectacular."
Qi Yan: "Yes..."
Seeing the two top students fall into endless imagination about the future, the remaining six classmates looked at each other, full of helplessness. In the end, Song Fei, acting as a representative, interrupted the worries of the top students: "Can you two put aside your worries about zombies, and worry about how we can persist for three to five years..."