Seeing Xiang Chongyi's waning interest, Ning An stopped joking and remained silent.
One hundred years after the disaster, foreign troubles continued, but human beings were surprisingly united. Even though there were fights and fights, it was still for survival. For example, the fight between the two unlucky policemen not long ago was completely understandable to Ning An. At least the fight was bright and aboveboard.
This kind of culture is effective, and Ning An comes from a wealthy family and has never seen intrigues. Forgive Ning An because he really can't understand what "zombie don't eat the same kind" means.
"Brother Ning... I'm really sorry, I can't do that..." Xiang Chong pulled out the platform's video release regulations and handed it to Ning An, "Brother Ning, I am willing to believe you - but I don't understand what you are talking about. As a public figure, you must be responsible for your words and deeds...otherwise it will harm many people..."
Ning An waved his hand and smiled bitterly to himself.
Peace suddenly turns into troubled times, when people are confused and there are bound to be different opinions on the Internet. Even if you tell the truth, you are likely to be criticized as a sensational "rumor."
This kind of thing must be announced by the government to be credible.
“Friend, can you contact the government?”
"Brother Ning, I've tried it before, but the police station phone number can't be reached...but there are police and soldiers outside, so you can ask."
Yes, it seems that there is no need to ask. Ning An said that the government is the one who talks about policy, while Xiang Chong said that the government is limited to the police station.
While the two were chatting, Xiang Chong learned that Ning An was going to the fourth floor to rescue people, so he went back to the dormitory and said he was going to make a video. When he learned that Ning An didn't have a mobile phone, he gave his spare phone to Ning An and transferred some money as payment. , telling everyone the password and so on, saying "make a friend".
Saying goodbye to Xiang Chong, Ning An quietly went upstairs, stepped into the corridor before the zombies were alert, and killed them like chopping melons and vegetables.
The young man dressed in red stepped onto the fourth floor amid cries.
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How much does Central South University, a top university, value its students?
In addition to the strong security force, it can also be seen from the students' accommodation conditions-it is considered to be very good.
Taking into account the varying family conditions of students, all student apartments in the school adopt a "voluntary system". The dormitories include single rooms, double rooms, triple rooms and quadruple rooms. The dormitory fees are gradually increasing, but even the cheapest quadruple rooms are decorated to standard A separate bed and table, separate bathroom and separate kitchen.
The big blogger Xiang Chong lives in a single room, but most students from middle-class families live in triple rooms like Gu Ping.
At this time, in dormitory 421.
"Lao Gu, I'm not talking about you. If things were normal, even if you brought a brother to eat with you, who among us would have the slightest complaint? What is the situation now? The food is so precious, and you waste it like this..."
"How can that be considered a waste..."
Gu Ping's face turned even darker, "I promised you."
"I see he didn't mention this to you just now. You just threw it away yourself!"
"Oh, okay, okay, two loaves of bread won't be enough, don't argue, don't argue..."
When the little fat man saw some movement at the door, he quickly pulled the two of them away to avoid causing trouble to the zombies outside.
As said, it was just two pieces of bread, so there was really no quarrel. They probably both escaped death and ran back to the dormitory, frightened. At this time, a small conflict sparked an unknown fire. It was just a vent. Just ask.
The other roommate was speechless, silently sitting back at his computer desk and absentmindedly refreshing the web page.
The dormitory was filled with oppressive atmosphere, and the roaring outside the door was really unbearable.
At this time, Gu Ping was paralyzed on the bed, with Ning An's solemn words echoing in his mind.
"Are they really... zombies..."
I do not know how long it has been.
Roar!
Boom! Boom!
The three of them were suddenly frightened. Why did everything outside suddenly become chaotic?
Gu Ping stood up in a hurry. As soon as he got out of bed, he found that the other two roommates had hid on the balcony, ready to jump off the building to survive.
He rolled his eyes, gently moved a chair next to the door, stood up and looked through the glass to see what was going on.
Blood.
Blood all over the ground.
Three or five mutilated corpses, with intestines hanging around their waists? A severed head with the entire spine attached?
vomit!
The huge amount of blood shocked Gu Ping. Gu Ping rushed into the toilet, buried his head in the toilet and retched.
monster!
A monster more ferocious than zombies is in the corridor!
Boom, boom, boom.
The three of them huddled on the balcony, and the little fat man even put half of his foot out of the window, waiting for the door to be broken before jumping.
"Is Gu Ping here?"
The two roommates looked at Gu Ping, who was retching, in shock and confusion.
"Ning'an?"
Gu Ping was stunned for a moment, then felt unexpectedly ecstatic. He quickly rinsed his mouth and wiped the corners of his mouth, "I'm here!"
The door opened.
The young man was dressed in red, and the tip of the knife was dripping with blood, and he smiled calmly.
"Let's go, friend. I'll take you to the gathering."
Even though Ning An was furious, Gu Ping turned around and packed his luggage without saying a word.
kill? Corpse? These are certainly scary, but compared to the fear of jumping off the building at any time in the dormitory, this little fear has already flown out of the sky.
"Xiaoyu, fat man, what are you doing standing still? Let's go!"
Gu Ping stuffed his notebook into his backpack. Seeing his two roommates still huddled on the balcony, he quickly said hello.
"This this……"
"Haha, Lao Gu, you go first, you go first. Didn't the people in the group say that the police will be here soon with that notice? Haha, we are not in a hurry, we are not in a hurry..."
At this time, the two roommates did not relax at all. They could smell the smell of blood from far away. The old man even took away the knife. Would he suddenly go crazy if he went out by himself... There were so many zombies outside. What if they were killed? What to do if bitten...
All in all, I don't believe in Ning'an.
This is normal. If it weren't for the "prophecy" Ning An told him before and the power he saw with his own eyes, Gu Ping wouldn't have walked out of the dormitory so easily.
"Okay." Gu Ping put on his backpack and followed Ning An downstairs without much persuasion.
As soon as he went out, Gu Ping suddenly withered like a frost-beaten eggplant. He carefully avoided various organs on the ground and held his breath as much as possible to prevent blood from entering his mouth and nose.
Back on the first floor, Ning An greeted the big blogger Xiang Chong. Unexpectedly, Xiang Chong had already packed up and was waiting by the door. There was also a girl beside him - it was clearly Cai Ya who was unconscious before.
Cai Ya felt a little embarrassed when she saw Ning An approaching. To be honest, a few hours ago she was an ordinary college student worrying about taking the postgraduate entrance examination, but now she had to face a murderer covered in blood. Cai Ya didn't turn around and run away, even if it was because of her mental quality. It's relatively strong.
"Hey friend, you're awake." Ning An's eyes lit up and he was in a good mood.
The girl's coma was really a troublesome thing, it was always in the way and awkward.
Cai Ya nodded repeatedly and subconsciously shrank into the door.
The few people met by chance and may not have any contact with each other after they reunited with the large army. Ning An noticed the girl's rejection and didn't care at all.
"where are we going?"
"The school has planned several safe spots in the campus cluster, including three canteens, the central gymnasium, and the Central South Air Raid Shelter." Xiang Chong stared at his phone with a confused look in his eyes, "Brother Ning, where is the best place for you to look at?"
Ning'an thought for a while. The school's teacher and student base was too large, so it was expected that they would be placed separately.
"Where are there many people?"
"Well, based on the responses in the group...it seems that there are more people in the gymnasium, but I heard that there are more students and fewer teachers, and there are fewer guards there."
"Let's go to the gym."
"Oh, Ning An..." Gu Ping suddenly pulled Ning An's arm, "Are you sure you're going to go like this?"
Ning An lowered his head following everyone's gaze.
Good guy, it looks like he has been rolling in a pool of blood. Except for his clean face, almost his whole body is red.
Zombies are all decapitated with one knife, and the amount of bleeding will indeed be greater.
"Ah, come on, brother Ning, come to the dormitory to wash up. After washing, you can wear my clothes."
Xiang Chong took the lead and led the three people into the dormitory.
"This is a disposable towel. The toiletries are in the bathroom. Brother Ning, you can use them as you like. You can throw the dirty clothes directly into the washer and dryer. I'll look for new clothes..."
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The sound of water gushed through the partition door. Xiang Chong rubbed his slightly stiff face, and the face that he thought about day and night and was filled with hatred once again appeared in his mind.
A few words popped out as if squeezed between the teeth.
"You deserve to die..."
"Brother Xiang?"
"Um."
Cai Ya looked at the gloomy man in front of her, held up her mobile phone and asked hesitantly: "There are actually more people in the air-raid shelter..."
You know, the original design concept of the air-raid shelter was to be large, and it could even accommodate more than half of the teachers and students in the school. How could a gymnasium compare?
"Ah, the air-raid shelter is full," Xiang Chong turned around, collected the clothes in the blood, and walked towards the washing machine.
Bang!
Xiang Chong stared at the dark pistol on the ground, his eyes bursting with incredible energy.
