Tang Xinjue instinctively jumped up the moment he opened his eyes, and his sober brain pulled the surrounding scene back into his field of vision—

This is not a bedroom.

Not even indoors. The sharp corner of the dormitory building was in front of him, and behind him was an iron railing outside the school. The building number could not be seen in the cramped space, but it could still be seen that the location of the 33 buildings was not close to each other.

Before dawn had completely climbed up the clouds, a cold shimmer hit his body, and the wind and low pressure blew past, sending the distant rustling sound into his ears.

Tang Xinjue looked down at the position where she was lying just now—under a bare wall. There are no props nearby, no traces of lines.

If you rule out sleepwalking and dreaming, there is only one answer:

The copy began to be a demon.

The dormitory is impregnable, what should do if the zombies can't attack it? Move sleeping candidates out of the bedroom.

Yes, it is indeed something that games can do.

"His-"

Just as his thoughts were settled, some very familiar Jing slowly approached from the other side of the corner. Tang Xinjue pulled out the shovel around his waist with his backhand, and quietly waited for it to come.

Just in case, always keep the habit of sleeping with weapons with you. In addition to the toilet, there are usually four or five pins on the waist.

In fact, since the sleepiness struck, he felt bad before he lost consciousness, and grabbed the nearest tool from his side.

Before the zombies "revealed" their heads, he took out the tool from his pocket - an ultra-long standby year machine.

The back of the fuselage reflected a pitted, black and purple male "sex" face.

The zombies opened their bloody mouths and rushed over with a roar!

Snapped!

At the same time as the shovel slashed the zombie's head, Tang Xinjue opened the cover of the phone and pressed a series of numbers in seconds.

"I'm sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off and is temporarily unavailable..."

It seems that the mobile phone Yu Wei brought from "Qiuqiu next door" is out of power. While walking out slowly, dial another number.

"Can't afford..."

On the outside of the corner is another narrow road, and the shadow of the entrance of the living area can be vaguely seen outside. It also blocks the view just right, so that people can't see the scene of the open place.

But even so, Tang Xinjue could sense that there were quite a few zombies wandering outside, waiting for the breath of fresh food to come out.

Don't worry, try the numbers in your mind one by one. Four times, the call went through:

"Hello, hello?"

It was Yu Wei whose voice trembled slightly.

Tang Xinjue understood: "Where's Zhang You?"

"Sister Tang?"

Yu Wei was startled at first, then heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately complained: "I don't know!"

"When I woke up, they were all gone!"

Guo Guo woke up from a shudder, and her brain was still at a loss for a moment.

When is it getting cold in the bedroom?

This coldness was quickly replaced by a burning sensation in his chest. Guo Guo held the pendant for one second, and then jumped up abruptly the next.

Not in the bedroom!

The scene that caught eye was divided into a corridor, and was lying in the center of the corridor just now, and there was a bloody, unidentified body next to it.

Guo Guo held her breath and looked intently: the face with the sharp eyes was right there.

That is to say, lying unconscious in the corridor and sleeping, another pair of dead eyes staring within 10 centimeters, and knowing nothing?

The pendant was hot, but Guo Guo felt a chill go straight to her scalp, blowing up the few remaining strands of hair on the top of her head:

——Ah, ah, rubbish copy is not human! ! !

While screaming frantically in his mind, Guo Guo did not forget to observe the surrounding environment and found out that this was the second floor. Judging from the appearance of zombies, it was most likely the girls' dormitory.

Calm down, take out the screwdriver in your pocket for self-defense, and walk out cautiously.

Before reaching the entrance of the stairs, he looked at each other with a wobbly zombie.

Guo Guo: "..."

Quickly turning his head and running, the zombie jumped down from the stairs and grabbed it. As a result, it turned in the air, the corpse smashed to the ground in a twisted posture, and Guo Guo, who turned his head and shot, was directly stuck in the head and pinned to the ground.

Resisting nausea and pulling out the only weapon, Guo Guo didn't have time to wipe the knife clean, but suddenly noticed the zombie's face.

How does it feel, a little familiar?

Immediately, I remembered where I had seen this face:

In the mobile phone that came from the 607 bedroom next door.

In "Fangfang"'s mobile phone album, there are many self-portraits of the four people in the dormitory. If I remember correctly, the face of the zombie in front of me is Fangfang herself.

If "Fangfang" was still here... Guo Guo immediately realized another point: the location at that moment was probably still Building 33!

——As long as you walk four floors, you can return to the strong 606 fortress.

Fortunately, the dungeon finally retained a little bit of the bottom line, and didn't throw it directly on the "playground" field, or even in the zombie pile... Guo Guo thought happily while climbing up the stairs without hesitation.

At the same time, on an open and flat field.

Zhang You got up and patted the grass clippings on his body, his expression was a bit indescribable.

The copy increases the difficulty out of thin air, just transfer it out.

As for throwing it to the teaching area?

Why don't you just throw out the copy one hundred times?

The only luck is that there are not many zombies on the sports field, and the few zombies that can be seen are very far away. Zhang You still had plenty of time to prepare or transfer before they sent their targets and rushed over.

Zhang You took a deep breath to adjust his state and took off the large-capacity backpack on his back.

I don't have the habit of carrying too many weapons, because it will squeeze the storage space of other items, such as food, water, full medical kit, mobile phone, signal receiver, climbing rope, small tent... and other survival tools.

In the end, Zhang You only took out a short shovel and a hammer from the inside, and hung the ledger with only hard qualities in front of him as armor, then he lightly loaded on the road and began to look for the nearest hidden place.

When he finds a place to stay, contact Xinjue and others - Zhang You knows in his heart that if the situation is even worse, and not one person is transferred out, then it is estimated that only Xinjue can be contacted.

Because Guo Guo couldn't remember her cell phone number, Zheng Wanqing couldn't remember her cell phone. To find them, you can only rely on luck and external force.

Hope you are lucky.

"Bah bah bah!"

In a lawn, Wuyangyang's zombies rushed to the center one after another, and were all swept away by a strong and powerful shovel, and fell out like a dumpling, "exposing" the tall girl in the middle.

Zheng Wanqing spit out the weeds in her mouth while beating the zombies violently. The lingering grass roots and earthy smell made it even more irritable, and the shovel knocked the zombie's head wildly.

It wasn't until the last zombie's head was flattened that Zheng Wanqing concentrated on vomiting, and then slapped her furiously, as if it wasn't a zombie, but a copy of the dog's head.

Is there anything more angry than waking up to find yourself in the middle of a pile of zombies for no apparent reason?

——When he woke up, he was lying on the ground with his head down, and he was eating grass all over his face.

The head of the shovel was bent, and Zheng Wanqing only lived a few times and turned her head to look around: was surrounded by zombies just now and couldn't see clearly, but when the zombies were lying on the ground, the surrounding scene was clearly "exposed".

This is the lawn on the side of a three-story building, surrounded by several small trees, with a total of less than ten square meters.

But don't know why, a dozen zombies will gather in this little place. Judging from the appearance of the corpse and clothes, it should have been infected soon, and the expression still retains traces of panic.

Zheng Wanqing did not observe the famous hall, and turned to look at the building on the side. After a few glances, she noticed something familiar:

Isn't that exactly where the medical room is?

The red cross sign on the wall was particularly bright red in the gray air. Above the sign was the only window on the side wall, and there seemed to be a faint shadow inside.

Although it was only for a moment, Zheng Wanqing didn't realize that she was dazzled. With agility, he dodged behind a tree shade, and at the same time pulled up a flat-headed corpse in front of him.

The next moment, a clear figure appeared in the window.

It was a young girl with long hair, with vigilance and suspicion written all over her face. Pushing open the window to observe the bottom, there was nothing to notice from the zombies scattered all over the lawn, as if they were supposed to be here, the window was slowly closed again.

The medical building is as quiet as ever. If you don't know in advance, you won't be able to see anyone inside if you pass by. Zheng Wanqing glanced at it briefly, not intending to continue to observe, just wanted to go back to 606 first.

Although I don't know what the dungeon is doing this time, the bedroom is the most important place, and there must be no mistakes... Wait!

Zheng Wanqing paused for a while and keenly caught the slightest inconsistency.

The shovel whipped up a strong wind with its backhand, and shoveled the zombie that had just opened its mouth into the grass.

Zheng Wanqing frowned.

Whether it's from memory or from the zombie's face, it's head has been blown up just now. According to normal rules, it should have completely lost its power. How can it still attack people?

In less than a second, the few zombies lying quietly at the edge of the line of sight also swayed and climbed up, and one of them didn't even have his head on his neck, and he staggered forward in his arms.

- The third mutation.

Between the light and the flint, Zheng Wanqing made the answer blank.

Without hesitation, he kicked the first few, and before the shovel that arrived, another abnormal noise suddenly sounded from overhead, this time it was a shout mixed with quarrel.

Zheng Wanqing caught a glimpse of the source of the sound from the corner of her eye: it was the same window.

The increasingly loud quarrel suddenly disappeared, and after a few seconds, the front glass window was violently pushed open. The same long-haired girl threw out half of her body with a terrified expression, and was about to shout when she opened her mouth, but she was covered by the other hand and dragged back abruptly!

The girl grabbed the window frame and wanted to continue struggling, but a boning knife appeared above her head.

Hands up and down.

Both hands pushed down the body that was not struggling. One of the boys still looked down with his head and looked down, but he didn't notice anything abnormal on the lawn either.

The windows are closed.

Behind the small tree, Zheng Wanqing threw down the last zombie and walked over to the girl's dead body, with a note hidden in her hair cuff.

[In the morning at 6:00, flood the entrance, the south side window of the 3rd floor]

There is another sentence on the back of the note: [A university can only have one student base, and fakes will die! ]

Zheng Wanqing: "..."

Is the competition between our student bases so fierce?

He put away the note and looked up for a while, then lifted the shovel and "inserted" it into the gap in the wall, using strength to climb up, and soon arrived at the window on the third floor.

Inside was an office. The boy just now had left. The room was empty, except for a box of unopened water on the desk.

The moment she saw the water, the strange smell came up in her mouth again, and Zheng Wanqing decided to pry the window and jump in.

When unscrewed the water cap to rinse mouth, an identity card that was not taken by the box came into view:

[Director of Dong Jingdong Li Student Base]

It seems that the student union radio is indeed right, at least the student base really exists.

As for reliable "sex"... From the girls who were "sealed", and the zombies who inexplicably gathered outside the building, I wouldn't believe it if there were no tricks.

There were no other clues in the house. Zheng Wanqing was just about to leave when an abrupt sound of water flowed in her ears - it was like someone was pouring water into the house?

Turning back quickly, saw a water pipe coming in from the window sill spraying water out, and a large amount of mist brought by the turbid water "liquid" instantly enveloped the house.

"...???"

Is the school spirit of our university so sturdy, the competition between student strongholds really flooded?