The twelfth floor of residential building No. 7.
Three figures, one large, two small, appeared at the top of the stairs, silently looking at the mess in front of them.
The floor was covered with broken debris, and the door was leaning crookedly against the wall, with huge dents left on it after being hit by a huge force.
Part of the wall was roughly lifted up, revealing the gray cement inside.
"Bullet marks? Have soldiers been here?"
After carefully observing the damage on the wall, Lin Tanying suddenly had such an idea in his mind.
Memories from her lifetime are like driftwood floating in the river. The girl never knows whether she will recall something at the next moment.
However, she has no anxiety about this current situation, but accepts it with a happy-go-lucky attitude.
There were so many things that she didn't know. Lin Tanying felt that her mentality was like that of a gambling dog with full gambling debts. She didn't care about the astronomical figures on the bill.
However, since information suddenly appeared, Lin Tanying naturally had to analyze it carefully based on the current situation.
"What are the bullet marks..."
Looking at the raised walls, Deafyang asked curiously.
"Some kind of shooting weapon used by humans. Okay, we have reached the twelfth floor. What are you looking for?"
The girl crossed her arms and looked curiously at the young lady beside her.
"I, I don't know either..."
Seeing that the topic suddenly turned to him, Deafyang was a little nervous. His big watery eyes glanced back and forth, as if he wanted to find some key clues from the damage around him.
"Then walk back and forth and take a look. Maybe you see some key items that can trigger memories in your mind."
"good……"
With a response, the deaf sheep no longer hesitated and took steps to move forward.
Since Xiao Shota's feet were barefoot without any shoes on, and there were debris on the ground, it was easy for him to step on the sharper parts.
The strange feeling coming from the soles of his feet made him frown. The tentacles entangled on his body were loosened and scattered on both sides of his body. He exerted force and directly propped up his small body.
"Hey, this is a good idea. It seems you don't even need to wear shoes anymore..."
With endless praises in his mouth, Lin Tanying followed closely behind Deafyang and walked towards the house without a door.
Just like in the corridor, the house was also dark, and the windows seemed to be blocked by some kind of opaque substance. The sunlight from outside could not penetrate into the house at all.
"So dark..."
In the pitch-black environment, Lin Tanying's purple pupils naturally emitted faint fluorescence, and at the same time, the eight tentacles that served as legs and feet behind the deaf sheep also lit up.
Although the light was weak, it was enough to illuminate things around the two of them.
"How's it going? Did you remember anything?"
Looking around curiously, this is just a very ordinary house. The decoration and furniture placement in the house are very ordinary. The only thing that catches Lin Tanying's attention is the large fish tank placed in a conspicuous position in the center of the living room. .
There was nothing in the fish tank. There had been no living creatures. The water in the remaining half of the tank was not clear. There was a large amount of translucent mucus on the tank wall and in the water. It looked like some creature had struggled in it. .
"What has been raised in this fish tank? Why is it so disgusting..."
Xiao was Lin Tanying, who had become a general-level zombie. After taking a closer look at the filth in the fish tank, he couldn't help but frown. He subconsciously covered his mouth and nose with his hands and took two steps back.
But the little Zhengtai Deafyang seemed to have seen something important. With the tentacles alternating, his body came to the fish tank.
"This tank looks familiar..."
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Not at all shy about the disgusting mucus on the wall of the tank, Deaf Sheep stretched out his hand and touched it. The cold glass stimulated his skin, gradually awakening those familiar yet unfamiliar memories.
"Blue-ringed octopus."
The childish voice spit out from the mouth of the deaf sheep, forming the name of a creature.
"Blue-ringed octopus? You mean the one that was kept in this fish tank was a blue-ringed octopus?"
Lin Tanying looked at the deaf sheep touching the wall of the tank with disgust, then moved forward again after retreating, and asked.
"It should be, I forgot, there are many things that I can't remember clearly..."
Sliding his little hand down the wall of the tank, the deaf sheep turned around and walked towards the increasingly dark room.
The doors to both bedrooms were unlocked, and there was a gap in the door. As the deaf sheep pushed the door open, a stream of air mixed with rich putrid odor burst out from the house, instantly filling the entire living room.
"This smell... something must be rotten inside..."
The girl wrinkled her nose and looked inside.
This stink that can almost make ordinary people faint is not a problem for Lin Tanying. It is probably due to her body mutation. This rancid smell does not make her feel disgusted, but it is too strong and makes her feel a little bit... strangeness.
Hearing Lin Tanying's question, the young lady in front turned slightly to make way for a gap.
Under the blue light of the tentacles, Lin Tanying could clearly see a highly decomposed corpse lying on the big bed in the bedroom.
The overall color of the corpse was black, and the flesh had long since rotted into porridge, leaving a vague human shape on the bed.
The white bones were exposed from the rotten flesh, and the surface was dry and white. If the corpse was not wearing more feminine pajamas, Lin Tanying might not be able to identify the gender of the corpse at all.
"Is this your family during your lifetime?"
Glancing at the silent deaf sheep, Lin Tanying walked forward slowly, intending to take a closer look at the body on the bed.
"I don't know... maybe... but who is she... I can't remember..."
Xiao Zhengtai was mumbling intermittently, as if he was trying to recall something, but the dusty door in his mind just couldn't be opened, shutting him out.
"But why didn't she mutate...didn't she turn into something like Private Soldier One..."
Lin Tanying was confused. Her instinct told her that all creatures should turn into beings like Soldier One, that is, zombies.
It's just that Lin Tanying doesn't think of herself as a zombie now. In the girl's mind, she is already dead. She is no longer the original human being, but has become something else.
As for what this kind of thing is, she doesn't know.
"There were two people lying on this bed. One has rotted into bones. What about the other one?"
Lin Tanying reached out and pointed. Next to the highly decomposed corpse, there was a shallow humanoid mark.
"I have no idea……"
Facing Lin Tanying's analysis and questions, Deaf Sheep seemed to have turned into a repeater machine, only repeating "I don't know."
"I thought you could remember something, but I didn't know anything. But there is also a possibility that this house has little to do with you, so you can't remember anything..."
Lin Tanying seemed to be analyzing and comforting.
But before she could finish speaking, the young lady in front of her turned around and walked out of the room.
"Hey, where are you going? Wait for me..."
As the young lady left, the light source in the room dimmed instantly, and darkness enveloped the bedroom again, making Lin Tanying feel creepy.
The other bedroom was slightly smaller, and there was also a bed. There were no rotting corpses on the bed, only some dried ones.
The slime was left on the quilt.
The mucus reflects a faint blue light under the fluorescent light of the tentacles, and flows down the bed board to outside the room.
It was like something had been crawling back and forth between the room and the living room, but the traces seemed to only stay on the wooden floor. Once it reached the marble outside the living room, the traces were obviously much lighter.
"This mucus seems to be everywhere, what is it..."
Questions one after another filled Lin Tanying's brain, making the general-level zombie feel a little irritated.
"It's too dark, there needs to be light!"
Rumbling footsteps sounded from outside the house. Soldier No. 1, who had been quietly guarding the door, squeezed in and strode to the window.
After a crackling sound, all the windows in the house were smashed by the fists of the car-level zombie soldier No. 1. Some dazzling sunlight came in from the outside, instantly dispelling the darkness in the house.
"It's easier to do things if it's brighter. Being dark really affects your mood..."
When the light in the room is bright enough, the tentacles behind the deaf sheep no longer fluoresce, but turn into the original blue ink color.
The traces of mucus that previously reflected fluorescence also disappeared, but fortunately, with enough light, the white marks can be clearly observed on the ground, and the direction of the traces can be clearly identified.
"No wonder no light from outside can come in. It turns out these things are stuck on the glass..."
Picking up a piece of glass shards on the ground, Lin Tanying found that there was a thick layer of mucus smeared on the inside of the glass. The overall color was gray and the thickness was almost as thick as an ordinary person's knuckle. It was these things that blocked the outdoor sunlight and made the The room became pitch black.
"Deaf Sheep, come and see what this is..."
Passing the crumbs in front of Xiao Zhengtai, Lin Tanying glanced at the traces of mucus on the ground thoughtfully, and then moved his eyes to the eight tentacles on the back of the deaf sheep.
"I don't know...but it looks familiar..."
He poked the mucus on the glass shards with his fingers, and the confused look on the deaf sheep's face was still there.
Everything is so strange, and everything is so familiar.
"Trash can...trash can!"
The deaf sheep seemed to have thought of something and suddenly made a sound.
"What happened to the trash can? Are there any key clues in it?"
Lin Tanying asked, but Deafyang did not answer her, but quickly turned around and left the bedroom.
The tentacles alternate quickly. In the small space, the deaf sheep's activities seem not to be restricted, but have been improved to a certain extent.
The deaf sheep did not leave the house, but went straight to the kitchen.
When Lin Tanying chased him out, he only saw the young lady staring blankly at the trash can on the ground, which contained a bulging black plastic bag.
"Um, a garbage bag, okay, open it and take a look?"
Asked tentatively, the girl looked at the expression on the deaf sheep's face, trying to detect any changes on it.
"Open?"
The little boy seemed to be thinking about something or in a daze, with a very stiff look on his face.
"Yes, open it and take a look. If it's garbage, then there's nothing to see..."
The deaf sheep remained silent for a long time, and finally covered the trash can with its tentacles.
The tentacles, as thick as the wrist, are as flexible as human fingers and can easily unseal the garbage bag.
A fishy smell came from it, a bit like the salty, rotten smell that comes from seafood after being stored for a long time.
However, what emerged from the garbage bag was not rotten seafood, but a human head with little skin and flesh left...
