Chapter 165: Dead Siege Practice (Part 2)
It took only a few seconds for the footsteps to appear and approach the door.
Everyone's nerves were tense for a moment.
After all, anyone who has watched two zombie movies can tell from the name "Dead Rising Practice" what the characteristics of the huge number of enemies in this copy are.
Incubation period, onset, biting, transmission, mutation...
These words, which we have seen so many times in movies, once they happen to us in real life, are a kind of horror that is completely different from ghosts - no one wants to get this free mutation experience ticket.
Tang Xinjue closed his eyes, but opened them the next moment: "My mental power is no longer usable."
When you pull out the toilet plunger, the skull pattern on the top of the rod also dims and fades, symbolizing the expiration of its special properties.
? !
The other three were startled and immediately checked their skills.
However, before he finished checking, he heard a noise outside the door, and the footsteps had obviously stopped at the door.
But the expected knock on the door didn't come. Only a brief rustling sound flashed through the crack of the door, followed by the sound of footsteps that disappeared in an instant, and the person outside hurried away.
Tang Xinjue stood in front of the door, his hand gently placed on it. Although his mental power had disappeared, the sharpness of his five senses had not diminished.
"There's no one outside the door, but there's a piece of paper in the crack of the door."
She glanced at it and said, "You need to open the door to get it."
On the other side, Zheng Wanqing shook her head, clenching and unclenching her silver arms that gleamed with metallic luster. "My fist power is gone !"
The right hand is left in its most ordinary form, and can be used just like an ordinary person.
Zhang You put down the storage bag: "All magical props and protective shields are ineffective."
Among the four people, only Guo Guo was slightly better off. His exorcism ability was only sealed, but his Yin-Yang eyes and pendant could still be used.
But for the zombie copy, it seems to make no difference whether you have Yin-Yang eyes or not.
"We didn't anticipate this situation in time."
Zhang You sighed: "Our abilities will affect the dungeon, and the dungeon type will also restrict us in turn."
They should have noticed this in the entrance examination copies.
Zheng Wanqing's iron fist alone is already buggy enough when facing red, blue, green and purple, let alone a zombie world without ghosts?
In order to maintain balance, the game will inevitably limit their corresponding abilities.
"What should we do now?" Guo Guo held the pendant tightly, his pupils like nervous little grapes.
Two minutes later.
Four people each held a shovel and surrounded the door from four directions.
The newly installed weapon rack seemed to be shining with holy light at this moment, making people want to travel back to the day before yesterday when they were "opening the express" and let Zheng Wanqing open all the blind boxes, hoping to find a nine-toothed rake or something.
Are they holding shovels now? No, the most advanced weapons only need the most common models. This is clearly a top-level silver weapon that has mastered the true meaning of survival!
Zheng Wanqing squatted in front of the door with a serious expression, stretched out two fingers and waved forward: "12 o'clock direction, open the door."
Tang Xin Jue, who was holding the door handle, said: "...Move back a little, or I'll be the first one to hit your head."
He pressed the handle, and the dormitory door, which was usually tightly closed, quietly opened in the copy, and a piece of paper fell from the gap in the door.
The corridor was completely silent, and they quickly closed the door. Picking up the scrap of paper, there were only a few lines of scribbled writing on it:
[The most terrifying situation is about to occur. It is too late to leave now.]
[Don’t go out. Absolutely don’t go out.]
Don't trust anyone
[Survive]
The handwriting became increasingly difficult to read as it continued, the last line ending abruptly as if in a state of extreme panic. The paper was unsigned, and the person who had dropped it had disappeared into the hallway, making it impossible to confirm their identity.
Could it be the "squad leader"?
The appearance of paper prompts usually means that a crisis has arrived.
He opened his phone again, but there was still no response in the group chat. This time, Tang Xinjue directly clicked on the message "Where are you?" and sent it to everyone in his contact list.
There must be one online, right?
Next, she did the same thing on Zhang You and the other two's phones. If the interface hadn't been stuck on Ma Huateng, all information methods in the 5G era would have been unavoidable.
Zheng Wanqing was a little puzzled: "Can I just call directly?"
"Information is the quietest form of communication," Tang Xin Jue said, "Some zombies are designed to be sensitive to sound."
If the other party was hiding from zombies when they called and the phone was not in silent mode, then the NPC might be sent away directly by them.
"What if no one replies?" Zhang You asked.
"That means the plot is progressing very quickly." Tang Xinjue held up a piece of paper covered with warnings: "It's time for us to defend the tower."
As soon as the words fell into the air, Guo Guo's phone suddenly buzzed twice. She quickly picked it up and showed it to everyone: "Someone replied to me!"
This is a friend named "All My Husband" in Guo Guo's contact list. She sent a message:
[Wow, I didn't expect you to be so foreseeing things! I'm already at your school gate! Are you surprised or not that I've come to your school unannounced to hang out with you today?]
Guo Guo: ...It was a surprise, but I'm not sure whether it was a surprise or a shock.
The game was still as boring as ever. If it weren't for the group message, she might not have known that she had a "friend" - until the other party came to her door.
Within two seconds, a new message popped up:
[Your school is so quiet, with so few people. Much less crowded than the last time I came here. Are there any activities going on?]
Guo Guo subconsciously typed a few words, then suddenly realized: "If I told her there were zombies in the school and asked her to run away, would she believe it?"
Tang Xin Jue: "If you were an NPC, would you believe it?"
Guo Guo: ...If someone had told her a week ago that you'd soon enter a terrifying world called "Dormitory Survival Game," she would probably have just replied, "School doesn't have to start? Great!"
Sure enough, after the words "There are zombies in school" were sent, "All of them are my husband" immediately replied:
[So, is school closed for the holidays? Great!]
“…”
Tang Xin Jue's fingertips flew across the screen a few times:
[Actually, a psychopath came into the dorm today with a knife.]
[All of them are my husband: ??? ??? ?]
[This is all my husband: Holy shit, is this true? Don’t lie to me. Why didn’t you tell me earlier? What should I do? I’m already standing in your dormitory area. Help me, help me.]
Tang Xin Jue: [Turn back or hide nearby. Don't forget to find self-defense tools. We can't go out now.]
There was silence for a moment, and then a photo was sent over. It showed a row of surveillance screens and several tables and chairs.
[This is all my husband: I was so scared I ran into the security room, but to my surprise there was no one inside. Now I'm even more scared. Did you know the surveillance footage is ridiculously empty?]
[This is all from my husband: I'll have the security guards walk me out of the school gate when they get back. My friend, we'll see each other again someday.]
[My husband: I won’t say anymore. Someone seems to be coming…]
The news stopped abruptly.
Guo Guo touched the tip of his nose and asked, "Generally speaking, is this a sign of imminent death?"
Tang Xinjue opened another group chat: "That one may not be the case, but this one should be."
In the "1801 (do not set Do Not Disturb)" group, a confusing and incoherent text suddenly appeared on the message interface that had been interrupted since the class monitor announced the cancellation of the morning class.
Not only did the message look like it was typed randomly on the keyboard, but the sender also sent several messages in a row, and then initiated a group call, which was immediately closed in less than half a second.
But what caught their attention even more was that the group chat was still completely stagnant, with no one even sending a question. These few messages were like bubbles that suddenly appeared on the surface of calm water, then sank back down in an instant.
Even though nothing has happened yet, the oppressive feeling of impending storm creeps into my heart, becoming more and more suffocating as time goes by.
Zheng Wanqing clicked on the screen a little impatiently, trying to enter the survival app to check the test details, but the phone was obviously completely stuck in this chat software and could no longer provide them with additional information.
"The most difficult thing now is not the possible dangers, but the unknown."
Zhang You frowned and emphasized, "We still know nothing about this instance."
Guo Guo didn't understand for a moment: "Hasn't a lot of copy information been given?"
Such as the story background, the source of danger, the way of survival...
Zhang You said briefly, "Then how can we pass the level?"
Guo Guo took a breath.
That's right! It seemed like they had everything covered in the dungeon, but the most important and fundamental things were completely omitted. They didn't even know the requirements to clear it.
If one of the conditions for passing the level is that Guo Guo’s “friend” must be alive, then wouldn’t they be doomed now?
"There is only one way now, wait for the plot to progress."
Tang Xin Jue came to a conclusion.
From the information that appeared in my mind at the beginning to the various group chats later, it all clearly indicated the importance of the initial plot of the copy.
It is very likely that the test prompts will only appear when the plot advances to a certain level. And the period before the full start is their period of adaptation and preparation.
After sorting out their thoughts, the four of them started to act without saying a word.
Siege survival is all about defending towers, and the most important thing is naturally the "tower." Right now, it undoubtedly represents the 606 dormitory where the four of them are currently staying.
As long as they don't let zombies enter the dormitory, theoretically they will never be in danger - unless the building is blown up.
Zhang You poured out all the props from three large storage bags, selected two iron chains as thick as his wrists, and used them with universal locks to seal the balcony window and dormitory door.
There's still a thick fog outside the window, but who knows if it'll be included in the plot later. The dormitory door is even more important, thanks to Guo Guo's premonition during the dormitory renovation, which led him to replace it with an iron door.
Otherwise, it is still unknown whether the original small wooden door can hold up.
The first step is dormitory defense, and the second step is the supply issue.
"Ah, luckily we took advantage of the weekend to stock up on daily necessities and food."
Guo Guo was feeling very lucky as he picked up the food storage bag and poured it down. He saw countless compressed biscuits, bread, beef jerky, rice cakes and flatbreads... The falling food piled up into a small hill in an instant, but the storage bag was not empty yet.
“…”
Guo Guo said solemnly: "Sister You, how much food have you saved?"
So why did they have to be so frugal in the past when they had so much food stored?
Zhang You adjusted his glasses and said, "If we hadn't been frugal before, would we have so much food now?"
Guo Guo: ...That makes so much sense that she was speechless.
As the preparations were nearing completion, everyone's equipment was brand new.
Thick cloth wraps them from head to toe, thick pads are placed on vulnerable areas, one to three sharp weapons are hung on the waist, and there are goggles specifically for protecting the face .
Guo Guo stood in front of the mirror and asked, "What do you think? If the zombies burst through the door and saw us, would they think we were aliens?"
Zheng Wanqing said ruthlessly: "First of all, it's impossible for zombies to rush through the door."
After her diligent research, she had already added at least three protective chains to the door. To rush in, the zombies would have to smash the entire iron door in half!
The silver arm grabbed a chain and shook it to test it, and when it hit the iron door, there was a heavy metallic clang.
Tang Xinjue suddenly turned around: "There's someone outside the door."
Listening carefully, the sound of metal clashing seemed to be mixed with the familiar sound of friction between doors.
The person who just delivered the paper is back again?
Guo Guo was the closest so he squatted down and silently recited three times until the sound outside disappeared, then he quietly opened the door a crack.
Sure enough, another note appeared on the ground.
Guo Guo immediately reached out to pick it up, but before he could read the contents of the note, he suddenly felt a chill coming from above his head.
When she looked up, she saw a bloody face with bulging eyes right next to her in the crack of the door, staring at her with a grin.
