Only then did Lin Qian notice that the people trapped in the operating room were well-dressed and not in a state of embarrassment.
"It's those wilderness survival rations that Lang Hua bought online before. Didn't I fill in the wrong address before and sent a box to your Aunt Ping's work? Then you said you came to pick it up and forgot to pick it up... It happened to be this time It’s been used.”
Lang Hua said "oh" and said "it's a coincidence".
As to whether it was really a coincidence or something else, only he knew.
But he did just remember. Because he had made too many preparations before the disaster, it was like casting a net everywhere, causing flowers to bloom everywhere. There were so many that in the end I couldn’t even remember what else was in which corners.
Yang Xiaoxiao asked doubtfully: "The corpse disappeared...Brother Lang Hua, will the black corpse eat the black corpse?"
"No. At least not at this stage."
He added: "I can't explain the principle in a few words. But in short, not only will black corpses not eat black corpses, but after the deceased's corpse transforms, the other black corpses will also stop eating him."
"That's right. Besides, even if you eat it, there will always be bones left." Lin Qian judged.
She raised her head and looked at Yang Xiaoxiao:
"Is it possible that the black corpse transformed from a human corpse can even bite the bones?"
"No way, it's not a big wolf dog...it actually eats bones." Yang Xiaoxiao wrinkled her little nose, feeling a little embarrassed.
However, the individuals that transformed into black corpses in the early stages still maintained their original bone hardness. Only a few can break bones...
"Xiaohua, what should I do?" Yang Bensheng said, and the others also looked at Lang Hua, as if he was the leader.
As a young man with a calm temperament in such an environment, it is no wonder that people naturally ignore his age.
Humans are group animals, and they will always unconsciously look for leaders to replace group decision-making.
"It has nothing to do with us where the body disappeared," Lang Hua said to the point, "Let's leave this place as soon as possible."
The group was about to retreat to the first floor, but saw Li Liping hesitate to speak.
"Aunt Ping, if you have anything to say, it's okay to say it," Lang Hua said.
"Oh," Li Liping said hesitantly, "It's not me, it's Xiao Wang..."
"Sister Wang Yan, what's wrong with you?" Lin Qian asked.
During the conversation, Lang Hua and Lin Qian learned the names of the two nurses, Wang Yan and Xiaomeng.
Xiaomeng and Lin Qian are similar in age, and they took care of Xiaoxiao a few years ago when Xiaoxiao was frail and hospitalized. Xiaoxiao also kept calling her "Sister Xiaomeng" and "Sister Xiaomeng".
The other nurse, who is older, chubby and plump, probably is Wang Yan.
She hesitated and said: "I...my boyfriend also works in this hospital. His department is on the fourth floor. Can you also go and rescue him? He may still be alive..."
At the end of the sentence, Wang Yan's voice became lower and lower, and even she herself was not sure.
"Yeah, I don't know if there are still colleagues alive and hiding somewhere in the building. I usually don't see you when you look down..."
Li Liping hesitated: "But as Xiao Wang said, it's just 'possible'."
Yang Bensheng knew that Li Liping was soft-hearted and could not refuse Wang Yan.
He then made an insinuation and said, "Li Ping, do you know how much risk Xiaohua took to save us? I know you are kind-hearted, but you also have to think about Xiaohua."
"I..." Li Liping was caught in a dilemma, "Oh, what should I do about this..."
Wang Yan saw that there were no more black corpses in the building before she had the courage to make the request. She also knew that this request was unreasonable and that others had no obligation to take risks for her. So now that Yang Bensheng interrupted, Wang Yan had mixed feelings in her heart, and she didn't know what to do.
Lang Hua waved his hand and said: "Uncle Yang, I know Aunt Ping is not that kind of person. Let's do it this way. Now that there is a power failure in the building, there may be dangers. If you really want to save people, you should find a way to restore the lighting first."
"As for the power distribution room, where is it?" Lang Hua asked Li Liping.
"This... this is a newly built outpatient building. Our clinic just moved here a few months ago..." Li Liping said distressedly.
"Power distribution room?"
Wang Yan said: "I know this. It's at the end of the corridor on the first floor. When it was being repaired after summer, I went to see the excitement."
"Right at our feet?"
"No, it's at the other end of the aisle." Wang Yan took courage, "I...I'll take you there."
"No need", Lang Hua waved his hand, I can just go by myself.
Yang Bensheng said worriedly: "It's better for me and your Uncle Lin to accompany you."
Lin Wenjin also nodded: "Yes, there are people who can take care of you."
"How about we all go together. I feel very uncomfortable here." Yang Xiaoxiao shuddered as she spoke, and shrank her body into Yang Qinghua's arms.
Upon seeing this, Lin Qian suggested to Lang Hua: "The first floor is safer than the second floor. It's better for everyone to go downstairs together. There are only two people to look after the others. If there is a problem, I might not be able to deal with it."
"Yes, Xiao Qian is more thoughtful. When Lao Lin and I leave, who will take care of Qing Hua, Xiao Xiao and Xiao Meng?" Yang Bensheng nodded.
But he actually understood it wrong.
What Lin Qian actually meant was that if an emergency happened, she and Yang Xiaoxiao alone might not be able to protect everyone present.
"Oh well."
Lang Hua took out the pistol from his bag, distributed it to Lin Wenjin and Yang Bensheng, turned around and agreed.
The moment the pistol appeared, Wang Yan's eyes were obviously eager for a moment.
Considering safety issues, Lang Hua did not turn on the flashlight rashly.
"Everyone, follow me closely," he said.
The dim emergency lights reflected a pale color on the wall.
Once again, we walked through the crowded and blocked corridors and the dark and narrow stairs. Everyone moved slowly shoulder to shoulder and back to back, and it took five minutes to finally get close to the target.
"Why is the door open?"
Li Liping asked in a low voice, "Is it possible that the electricity was also being inspected that night?"
Lin Wenjin understood: "The person on duty must have run away after the disaster. In that case, it would be normal for him to forget to close the door."
Lang Hua signaled everyone to move away, lit a strong flashlight, and entered the power distribution room first.
Where the light shines, yellow-white iron power distribution cabinets and capacitor cabinets are displayed on one side of the wall, but they are occasionally covered with some spider webs, as if they have been dusty for a long time.
Yang Bensheng was surprised: "Didn't you say it was a newly built outpatient building? Where did the cobwebs come from?"
In Lang Hua's heart, some bad feelings gradually arose. It was like something was reminding him in his memory...but he still couldn't remember what it was.
Yang Bensheng asked Lin Wenjin: "Old Lin, isn't mechanical and electrical your specialty? Come and take a look."
"Let me see, the tripping coil, the auxiliary normally open contact of the circuit breaker... these are all normal." Lin Wenjin frowned, "It's really strange."
"Uncle Lin," Lang Hua stopped in front of a power distribution cabinet in the corner, "come and see here."
"Isn't this a voltage transformer?" Yang Bensheng leaned over and asked, "Why are there so many spider webs and... well, what is this? Is it mucus?"
"Yes, it's this place." Lin Wenjin pointed his flashlight at that area. "The high-voltage fuse of the voltage transformer has blown."
"Burn the voltage transformer?" Lang Hua answered casually, but he was thinking about other things.
"Absolutely. To be precise, it's called a circuit break." Lin Wenjin rummaged around in the electrician's tool room nearby, and suddenly said in surprise: "Yes. Just replace it with this new one."
Lin Wenjin shook the black object in his hand and said to Lang Hua: "Open the knife switch over there first."
Seeing Lang Huali standing there, lost in thought, as if he didn't hear anything.
Yang Bensheng turned around and said, "I'll do it, Xiaohua doesn't understand electricity." Then he walked towards the power distribution box on the inside wall.
After leaning over and flopping for a while, Lin Wenjin said: "Brother, please close the switch."
"Teng Teng Teng."
The lights restored due to the power restoration are like stage flashlights, extending outward from the transformer distribution room.
Lin Wenjin patted Lang Hua on the shoulder and laughed: "Why are you still frowning? It's done."
Before Lin Wenjin could say "already", a scream suddenly sounded outside the door. What followed was the muffled sound of a living person falling to the ground.
Listen to the voice, it’s Yang Qinghua!
"Not good!" Lang Hua woke up from his dream and was about to rush out.
But Yang Bensheng was even faster than him!
The moment he heard his blood sister's scream, Yang Bensheng's body reacted half a beat faster than his head. He led him straight to the door.
"Qing Hua!" Yang Bensheng shouted.
When Lin Wenjin and Lang Hua both came to the corridor, they saw this scene:
Yang Qinghua fell to the ground and gasped for air. Lin Qian and Yang Xiaoxiao were clearly terrified, but still managed to remain calm and alert. As well as the other three people, their eyes widened, their whole bodies trembling, and they covered their mouths with their hands to avoid making any sound.
Finally, there is the hanging figure that spreads all the way from the top of people's heads to the distance.
Densely packed and endless.
"Sure enough", Lang Hua's pupils shrank, "it's actually a mutated silk spider!"
At night, when the black fog stirred and gusts of wind passed by, the densely packed figures at the top of the corridor "turned" around, revealing faces with different expressions to everyone!
His clothes were shaking and his face was pale and ferocious.
At this moment, even Yang Xiaoxiao and the others couldn't help but let out a louder scream than before.
They understood what the touch that occasionally brushed their cheeks along the way was.
It's not a mist or an illusion at all, it's actually the hair of these "people" hanging upside down!
"Why panic!"
Lang Hua shouted: "They are all dead!"
Yang Bensheng hurriedly helped Yang Qinghua up.
Only then did people realize that although these faces were real, they were all shriveled and withered, as if they had lost all the blood in their bodies!
It's a dead body, a jungle of corpses hanging by their ankles!
Lang Hua's sharp eyes saw that more than half of these mummies were the "corpses" of zombies.
No wonder there isn’t even a single black corpse in the Shashi People’s Hospital of Novo University!
No wonder the corpses of human beings and the black corpses of those who were killed have all disappeared!
How many "silk spider mutants" are there?
One, or ten?
As if in response to Lang Hua's question, an obviously live human head emerged from the dense jungle of hanging corpses!
Then two, then three... and finally there were eight!
