Zombie University

Chapter 69: Fall of Luban (middle)

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Qiao Siqi didn't know how he got in at all, and he was still in a daze when he sat on the ground.

Zhou Yilu didn't have time to care about his mental state. When he saw someone coming in, he immediately let go of his hand, swung his arms to relieve the pain caused by the pulling, and ran to a distance to close the front and back doors of the classroom tightly.

After doing this, Zhou Lv pressed the switch on the wall.

In an instant, the lights brightened.

Qiao Siqi found that this was not the classroom he imagined, but more like an exhibition room. There are no tables and chairs in the huge space, only small booths that seem to be arranged randomly but ingeniously. On the booths are all kinds of architectural models, which cannot be said to be exquisite, but they have a good appearance, either classical, modern, or Magnificent, or subtle and graceful, even a layman like him can probably feel the creator's mind.

But obviously these models are not very expensive, because there is no protective measure such as a transparent cover, only a small fence around the models on the table, at most ten centimeters high, which can be regarded as a sign that strangers should not move.

Huh

Qiao Siqi realized later that the creator's information was posted on the lower right corner of these small booths. Like the one in front of him, it was posted on Class 1 of Class XX Construction - Wang Donghan.

By coincidence, Qiao Siqi had a premonition, and he moved forward one by one, and finally found the word Zhouyi in the lower right corner of the fourth booth.

It was an architectural model that Josic could not understand at all. There was modernity in the classics, abstraction in the modernity, affection in the abstraction, and some alienation in the affection. All in all, if this building really takes shape one day, Qiao Siqi felt that it would definitely be ranked among the top ten ridiculous buildings in China.

"I'm not talking about you on Monday..." Qiao Siqi, who was about to have an in-depth exchange on aesthetic level with his comrades, just turned half of his body, and the second half of the conversation stopped abruptly, leaving only his wide-eyed eyes, his face livid, and his lips trembling.

Zhou Lv, who had his back to the window, was still waiting for criticism from the masses, but he waited for a long time for the next post, only to see Miss Qiao's beautiful face turn pale. The moment is blessed to the soul, turning around is a shot!

However, it was too late, the zombie did not face him directly, but came up to the side of the window, Zhou Lv's shot was completely missed, and the moment he fired the gun, the zombie had already entered the room!

It was too late to close the gun and stab again, Zhou Yi could only watch the zombies pounce on him!

Bang—

When Qiao Siqi ran over, Zhou Yiyi didn't notice it at all. When he saw clearly, the other party had already swooped in, turning into a bullet and hitting the zombie's belly!

The zombie staggered backwards directly against it.

Qiao Siqi didn't give up his strength at all, and pushed him to the ground all the way!

However, he himself lost his balance and fell onto the zombie!

How could a zombie refuse the prey's embrace? It stretched out its arms to wrap around Qiao Siqi tightly, and with a single force, it turned against the target and pushed the person under its body.

Qiao Siqi was very uncomfortable with this position, and inexplicably felt a strong sense of shame.

In this moment of stupefaction, the zombie had already gnawed on his shoulder!

Qiao Siqi only felt a pain, and tried his best to overturn the zombie on his body, but the opponent's body was so strong that he didn't move at all. And his knife had already fallen to the ground next to him when he fell, and now it was too far away to catch it at all.

The zombie didn't taste the meat in one bite, and howled extremely violently. As if suddenly realizing something, it violently slapped Qiao Siqi's mask!

With the first shot, Qiao Siqi was so shocked that his head went numb, and in the blink of an eye, after a few shots, Qiao Siqi was already dizzy and tinnitus. And the zombies are determined not to give up until they shatter the gas mask!

Boom!

Just when the zombie had missed Qiao Siqi's goggles and was about to slap it off one more time, Zhou Yili arrived in time and stabbed the zombie's head into the back of the head, and even let the zombie's head replace the zombie's palm, and hit him hard On to Josh's mask.

Zhou Yili knocked down the zombies and pulled Joskey up.

The rescued classmate Qiao burst into tears of gratitude: "Why don't you come here after I've been gnawed!"

I have seen it done on weekdays, but I have never seen it done like this. The tip of his knife was still stained with the blood of several other zombies who tried to climb up, but there was no time to explain to Miss Qiao how much he had done for the safety of the two of them in an invisible place.

"I can't stay here anymore, I have to leave immediately!" After finishing speaking, regardless of Qiao Siqi's reaction, Zhou Yili pulled his comrades up and ran to the door!

Qiao Siqi's brain has already realized that because there is no glass, there will be a steady stream of former students from the Art Academy crawling in, so it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. But the body reacts much slower than the brain. After being forced to run a few steps with Zhou Lily, he couldn't keep up with the rhythm. His body lost his balance and he fell straight down.

The fragile architectural model was crushed by Joskey.

Also broken is Zhou Lv's heart.

"My model homework! The teacher hasn't graded it yet—"

Qiao Siqi got up on hands and feet, endured the pain in his chest, and spread his hands guiltily and innocently: "Banana skin star, you understand."

"..." Looking for a chance, I will definitely nail a non-slip palm on the bottom of this guy's feet! ! !

There is no time to mourn homework. Resisting the urge to slap his comrade to death with a slap, Zhou Yili quickly opened the front door a crack and looked into the corridor.

Qiao Siqi knew he was wrong, so he obediently stuck behind him.

in a minute.

Qiao Siqi's grievances were polished away with patience, and he urged in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

Zhou Lv had already squinted his eyes to the point where he couldn't squint any more, but the corridors were not lit, and the winding corridors of the Luban Building hindered the view to some extent: "It's too dark, I can't see clearly."

Qiao Siqi didn't expect to wait for a long time for such a sentence, and complained depressedly: "What kind of ugly eyes are you!"

Zhou Lv was already in a hurry, and there was such an angry person beside him, so he immediately moved away and gave way: "You come."

Qiao Siqi was not polite, and raised his chin: "I'll come, I'll come!"

Snapped!

The world suddenly went dark.

But for the two little friends who are used to the light, it’s like falling into the ink pool with a bang, everything is black as far as the eye can see, there is no difference between opening and closing eyes, and the sense of hearing and smell disappears completely. For a while, I don't know what night it is, or where I am.

After a long time, Qiao Siqi finally recovered his voice, although it was still very weak: "Shh, is the power cut off?"

"It seems to be." Zhou Lv's heart sank, but out of love for his comrades, he patted Johns on the shoulder to remind him, "Don't you have good eyesight, come on."

Joskey: "..."

I don't know if the sudden darkness also hindered the movement of the zombies. In the next few minutes, there was no movement at the window. And Qiao Siqi, who was chased away from the shelves, finally got used to the darkness, and gradually saw the corridor on the seventh floor of the Luban Building in the moonlight.

It is completely different from the usual ones. The corridors of Luban Building are winding and winding. You don’t know where to turn when you walk, and you can’t see through at a glance. Especially now, only the cold moonlight makes this abnormal geometric corridor look even more weird.

The only thing that can comfort the two of them is that at least from where they are looking, there are no zombies in sight.

"Should we go to the top floor?" It's not clear what's going on outside, but this house definitely can't stay, so Joskey remembered their previous destination.

"Let's take one step at a time." Zhou Lv didn't dare to say anything, who knows what kind of moths will be encountered on the way from the seventh floor to the tenth floor, but, "It's better to go there."

"What makes you so confident?" Qiao Siqi wondered for a long time before he had time to ask.

"director's office."

"Are you sure it's safe?"

"Our dean was invited by a national project to be a consultant this semester. He has not been in the courtyard for several months. His office is locked all the year round, and no one will enter it. And it is the top floor. If we want to pass any news, You can go straight to the roof."

"It's safe to lock the door, but if others can't get in, neither can we?"

"The door is a combination lock. It was just changed this year. Once I went next door to find the dean of the department and saw him open the door."

"Then you secretly wrote down the password?"

"I don't particularly remember it, but I'm naturally sensitive to numbers..."

"Can you die without bragging?"

"Let's go!"

"..."

Dark night, cold wind corridor.

I don’t know if it’s because the students in the School of Architecture like north-south ventilation, or what happened here after the corpse tide broke out. Most of the windows in the corridors on the seventh floor are open, and they are not small openings, but completely wide open, enough for anyone to freely open. There is only a whirring chill pouring into the wide gap in and out.

But if anything had happened, the corridors were too clean and prim. The walls are still white, and the ground is still clean, except for a few trash cans lying on the ground, which shows that maybe the past is not as peaceful as it is now.

"Which side of the stairs is it?" Qiao Siqi leaned closer to Zhou Yili and asked in a low voice.

It was difficult for Zhou Yilu to explain clearly to the students from the outer courtyard, so he simply said: "Just follow me."

Qiao Siqi suddenly remembered the classic quote the other party once said, "Am I not lost?", and suddenly he was at a loss: "Don't you know?"

Being so underestimated made Zhou Yi a little upset: "I dare not say it on other floors, but this floor is my home game!"

After half a minute.

Zhou Yilu opened a so-called stairwell door, and what appeared in front of the two was a toilet.

"Your home?"

"It's more timid to be close to the hometown, and it is inevitable to admit the wrong door."

"roll!"

After stumbling, the two actually touched the stairs. Fortunately, the stairs were empty, like a green passage.

However, Qiao Siqi's excitement didn't last long. Just as he reached the eighth floor, the stairs broke down.

Well, broken.

There is no way to continue upwards, only to enter the corridor on the eighth floor.

Qiao Siqi was full of depression and had nowhere to vent, so he could only punch Zhou Yili hard.

Zhou Lu is more wronged than Dou E, and he didn't design this broken building!

The corridor on the eighth floor is also okay. Although it is a bit messier than the seventh floor, it is empty now, with neither people nor zombies. There were sporadic red spots on the wall, and the two of them subconsciously didn't look at it, so they didn't feel so uncomfortable.

The success rate of Zhou Lu's identification of the way has been maintained at 50%, so that every time he opens a door, Qiao Siqi has to do some mental construction.

Like now.

Zhou Lu: "Ready?"

Qiao Siqi: "Let's go."

click.

Zhou Yilv pressed the doorknob that looked like a fire door in the stairwell, and slowly opened the door.

What caught the eyes of the two was a very open space that was three to four times the size of an ordinary classroom, and there were also no tables, chairs or benches. Instead, a lot of semi-open spaces are artistically separated with thin bamboo curtains. In each space there is a work desk, on which some professional materials are stacked neatly or scattered.

This is not the stairwell, this is the manual work place of the architecture students.

Undoubtedly, Zhou Lv once again admitted to the wrong door and found the wrong way. So far, Qiao Siqi has fully accepted such a small mistake, but the premise is that there are not dozens of pairs of eyes staring at him in the wrong way.

This is a space that is not empty at all.

There are two or three classmates gathered next to each workbench in a semi-open space, and there are more than a dozen workbenches in twenty or thirty.

Now, following the sound of the door opening, they all stared over together, with eager eyes and ferocious faces.

I don't know a former classmate made a strange cry, and the zombies on the 20th and 30th bounced like an electric shock, and swarmed in!

Zhou Yilu squeezed Qiao Siqi's neck: "Run—"

He also used to say that Qiao Siqi had already run ahead, and Zhou Yili's speed had affected his speed instead. But the adults don’t remember the villain’s faults, he doesn’t pick on them, he just wants to know: “Isn’t it the weekend when the accident happened, do you guys want to work so hard?!”

"Seniors are going to do graduation projects!!!"

By mistake, the two fell into a small compartment without finding the stairs leading to the ninth floor. Zhou Yiyi slammed the door and locked it, Qiao Siqi immediately turned on the phone to illuminate the light, and the two cooperated seamlessly.

When the light came on, a large army of senior zombies had passed by the door. Hearing the sound of footsteps gradually drifting away, Zhou Yilu took a long breath, reconfirmed that the door lock was safe, and then turned around.

Then he saw Qiao Siqi who was dumbfounded.

Then, he also saw the source of the strangeness of his comrades.

Blood.

Blood all over the wall.

This is just a tea room, which can accommodate up to eight or nine people. There are three walls and one door, and no windows. On weekdays, there are only two water dispensers, one table, and several barrels of spare purified water.

But at this moment, the water dispenser was overturned, and several pure water buckets were also lying on the ground in a mess, most of them were completely empty, and a few of them still had some water left, because the water surface was lower than the height of the mouth of the lying buckets, so they were placed in the buckets , no longer flow.

Maybe the ground was once wet, but it was completely dry now, leaving only a diluted red color, stained inconspicuously on the dark marble floor.

In contrast, the red on the white wall is shocking.

The blood was deep and shallow, bright and dark, with splatters and irregular rubbings, and even a few bloody handprints could be vaguely discerned.

Everything is telling what kind of tragedy happened here.

They didn't dare to think deeply, because no matter whether the students hiding here were attacked by zombies, or there were no zombies at all and there were only people here from the beginning to the end, they couldn't bear it.

Some things are there whether you want to face them or not.

But if they don't have to face it, they would rather avoid it, at least they will feel better.

Turning off the phone, the tea room was completely plunged into darkness.

Without windows, without moonlight, it is like a bottomless abyss where the sun cannot be seen.

"Let's keep the phone on." Zhou Lv suppressed a little uncomfortable.

Qiao Siqi didn't want the light, but said, "There isn't much electricity left, and now there's a power outage, so I can't save myself."

"Didn't you take Lin Dilei's mobile phone?"

"Her apples too."

"Can't you borrow a domestic one?!"

"No, it's about the dignity of a fruit fan."

"..."

Qiao Siqi sat on the ground to rest, but Zhou Yilu stuck to the door and listened for a full ten minutes, until he confirmed that there was really no sound outside at all, and then called Johns: "Have you finished your rest? Let's go after the rest."

Student Qiao was stunned, and asked instinctively, "Where are you going?"

Zhou Yilv suspects that he has lost his memory: "The dean's office."

"Wait a minute, I don't really understand this logical relationship," Qiao Siqi asked shamelessly, "Isn't the purpose of going to the dean's office to find a safe place to hide? Now that this place can meet the needs of hiding, why continue to take risks? top floor?"

"Because you can't see the outside from here."

"What do you want to see?"

"Comrades."

"..."

"We're hiding here. It's safe, but we can't know the progress of the radio, let alone receive information from teammates. It's different in the dean's office. The office window is facing the road. If they get the radio, they can go back At that time, we can see it as soon as we lower our heads. Taking a step back, if they fail and want to send a signal to us for support, we are in a place with windows, and it is easier to receive the signal.”

"Congratulations, you have successfully convinced me."

"Whenever you don't need my persuasion, you will grow up."

"You should really know my dad, you two must hit it off."

"..."

From the eighth floor to the ninth floor, Zhou Lang and Xiao Qiao climbed for forty minutes. During the period, I got lost countless times and encountered zombies several times. The most common situation is that Zhou Lily said that there is a way, and it turns out that it is a classroom. In the end, Qiao Siqi was already desperate, he picked up a door at random and said it must be a classroom, but when he opened the door, it turned out to be a staircase.

The joy of finally reaching the ninth floor was not enough to dispel Josic's depression: "Are you going to class here every day?"

Zhou Lu wanted to cry but had no tears: "I always take the elevator!"

Qiao Siqi: "The question is, can the stairs pass the fire inspection if they are built like this!"

Zhou Yi couldn't hear bad things about his college, besides: "Didn't you say before that you would never complain about our building again!"

"I can't stand it challenging my bottom line over and over again!!!"

I don't know if Master Lu Ban heard Qiao Siqi's cry, and gave them a cardboard box containing modeling materials as soon as they reached the ninth floor. The box was one meter and three meters square, more than enough for the two of them to get in.

Qiao Siqi and Zhou also lived up to expectations, digging four holes in the top of the box, two by two, placed on the left and right, and then they hollowed out the bottom of the box and drilled in.

Two people support a box. There is no difficulty in other places, but this leg has to be bent all the time, and you can't stand straight. If it is straight, you will be exposed. At the same time, the speed of movement should not be too fast to prevent being discovered by zombies.

If it wasn't for the two of them not being physically strong enough to find a way to fight and lead, and really don't want to fight or flee in a short time, they wouldn't have made such a bad move.

At first, everything went well. When they met a zombie in the corridor, they stopped and did not continue searching until the zombie walked past. But when they encountered the fifth zombie, something went wrong.

The two of them still stood still vigilantly, but the zombie also stopped beside the box, not moving.

Then it seemed to smell some kind of pleasant smell, and suddenly gnawed on the cardboard box!

Qiao Siqi and Zhou Lv were so frightened that their hearts almost stopped.

If you want to talk about fighting face to face, they might not be so nervous. But suddenly hide cats and cats, this kind of tension that may be discovered at any time is huge.

Fortunately, the zombie gnawed it twice, and seemed to find that the taste was not right, so he finally gave up and wobbled away.

But the two friends have to sum up their combat experience—

Zhou Lu: "They can smell us, even through the box."

Qiao Siqi: "Tsk, there was not enough toilet water to wipe when I came out. What should I do now?"

Zhou Lu: "It's okay, I have stock."

swish swish.

呵呵.

Qiao Siqi: "Ah, ah..."

Zhou Lu: "Fuck, don't sneeze!"

Qiao Siqi: "It's okay, hold back. What did you spray just now?"

Zhou Lu: "Cologne."

Qiao Siqi: "Why did you come to look for the radio and bring a bottle of cologne? I need an explanation."

Zhou Lu: "A man should not be sloppy at any time. To respect oneself is to respect others."

Joskey: "..."

From the time when he rushed over to help this fellow lure the enemy together, Qiao Siqi thought that he would no longer be able to continue to be a carefree and happy boy.

From the ninth floor to the tenth floor, and then groping on the tenth floor to the dean's office, it took the two of them more than an hour. By the time Zhou Lv began to press the password, Qiao Siqi's legs were already so heavy that he couldn't even stand up straight.

"If you dare to tell me that the password is wrong, I will fight you hard." Qiao Siqi stared at Zhou Lv's fingers, his eyes were already burning.

Fortunately, there was a pleasant "ding".

The thick solid wooden door opened in response, Zhou Yily and Qiao Siqi walked in one file at a time.

It's still the same, the doors are closed and locked on Mondays, and Qiao Siqi turns on the lights.

As expected of the dean's office, it is spacious and tidy, with bright and clean windows, a large desk, a sofa, a bookcase, and a computer. The corners are decorated with green plants.

If you have to pick and choose, then the only fly in the ointment of this office is—

A fat and bald middle-aged man was sitting behind the desk.

"Didn't you say that your dean is not here!" Qiao Siqi almost squeezed these words between his teeth.

Zhou Lu was also confused: "This is not our dean, this is our department head."

"Why is the head of the department in the dean's office? Experience life?"

Zhou Yilu looked at his comrades in arms, then at the middle-aged man, and finally locked his eyes on the latter's face, and went all out to ask for proof: "Mr. Wang, do you really want to be the dean that much..."

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man suddenly jumped up, crawled across the desk and rushed towards him!

Qiao Siqi broke down: "Can't you be more subtle?!"

Zhou Yilu died unjustly: "The problem doesn't lie in what questions I asked, okay—"

Teacher Wang, who has great ambitions in his official career, has long lost human emotion in his eyes at this moment, leaving only the most primitive, hunger for prey.