Chapter 169: Dead Siege Practice (VI)
After Tang Xinjue's voice appeared, there was a moment of silence on the radio.
"Hello, this is a trapped student calling the Student Union radio station."
Tang Xinjue repeated the words clearly.
This sentence was immediately heard from the radio. Judging from the sound quality, "Fangfang"'s mobile phone is of quite good quality.
The signal from the Student Union finally seemed to be reconnected, and Lily couldn't hide her surprise: "Tang... is it you?"
Tang Xin Jue smiled and said, "It seems the student union hasn't done enough research on the list of trapped students on campus. We can only take the initiative to contact them. This is also thanks to your student union's previous publicity of the radio station's contact number, and the fact that the number has remained unchanged for ten years."
Even though it had been quite a while since the Four Seasons copy, she could still recite this string of numbers by heart.
Lily: "...That's really a coincidence."
It's more than a coincidence, it's simply a coincidence that grandma opened the door for me - I happened to arrive at grandma's house.
This time, the student union didn't provide any contact information for the radio station, simply because they didn't want to give students any room for feedback. Furthermore, to minimize the 0.01% chance of someone they knew, all candidates' phones were locked.
Who could have predicted that they would meet not only an acquaintance, but also an acquaintance who was almost on the student union's blacklist.
Tang Xin Jue!
Tang Xinjue ignored the rejection from the other end of the line and continued gently:
"Since a student has called, it shouldn't be difficult for the Student Union, which has a responsibility to help its classmates, to answer some simple questions, right?"
After a while, Lily snorted coldly: "What do you want to know?"
"I'd like to know the infection and survival rates of students in Building 31, preferably with single-digit accuracy. If the student union's capacity is limited, tens will also be fine."
Tang Xinjue directly located the dormitory building, leaving no room for ambiguity.
"Oh, Building 31! I need to take a closer look—" Lily said reluctantly, her voice drawn out. "There are 12 fully infected people in Building 31, an unknown number of partially infected people, and 21 healthy people."
The three people listening on the side:?
Other students who were listening to the radio at the same time: ???
I didn't realize you could explain it in such detail!
What was he doing talking about all sorts of things and avoiding the subject before? Was he deliberately playing tricks on people by taking advantage of the fact that students couldn't crawl through the radio to ask questions?
As soon as Lily finished speaking, Tang Xinjue followed up without stopping: "What about Building 13? How many local and imported infected people are there? How many local residents and migrant workers are there?"
"How should I know? The student union isn't here to check household registration!"
Listening to the irritable rebuttal on the phone, Tang Xinjue remained calm: "Don't worry, I'm just asking casual questions, and you can answer them according to your ability. So what about the situation in Building 19 and Building 33..."
After answering several questions in a row, students will become more and more aware that something is wrong:
If we continue, the population distribution of the entire dormitory area will be revealed in one go!
However, Tang Xinjue's barrage of questions did not give them any room to find reasons to refuse or delay. Lily's voice became more and more unclear, and when Tang Xinjue asked about the 10th building, it finally disappeared completely with a burst of noise.
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a whole while, as if the line had been disconnected.
"What are they doing?" Zheng Wanqing asked in confusion. "If they don't want to answer, why not just hang up?"
Their abilities are limited now, and they can't really follow the telephone line to hit people.
Tang Xin Jue remained calm: "They can't hang up."
——In other words, you cannot hang up the phone within a certain period of time.
As early as in the Four Seasons copy, they had figured out a rule from the student union's performance: the student union cannot actively reject students' reasonable requests.
The student union can hide information, exploit rules, set traps and bury people... but as long as students ask direct questions, they must answer.
All rules are shackles.
Also under the balance rule, the power of students will not expand indefinitely: time is the second restriction on students.
Zhang You understood: "Although they can't hang up now, they can delay. At a certain point, the binding force of this rule on them will naturally disappear."
Even if he is questioned, he will have a lot of excuses such as "bad signal" and "didn't hear clearly". As long as he has one tenth of Tang Xin Jue's deceptive skills, it will be enough to prevent people from finding his tracks.
The abacus was beating very loudly.
Faced with the other party's determination to play dead, Tang Xinjue remained indifferent. After a moment, he spoke as if nothing had happened:
"It seems the signal here isn't very good. I'll share the radio station's contact information so other students can ask for help..."
The radio suddenly crackled twice, interrupting Tang Xin Jue. After the noise, Lily's pleasant voice rang out:
"Okay, I had a little accident just now, but I'm fully recovered now. Is there anything else you want to ask, Mr. Tang?"
They didn't know if it was an illusion, but they all felt that there was a hint of fatigue in Lily's voice, as if she had to take up the job again after failing to apply for a job change.
Tang Xin Jue's attitude was as gentle as ever: "There are still many problems. We must hurry."
…
When Zhang You's real-time recording was almost unable to keep up, the radio station finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly interrupted the question:
"The time limit for this radio show has expired! Thank you to this student for the wonderful connection. See you in an hour!"
After saying this, without giving Tang Xinjue any chance to speak, he quickly hung up the phone and radio at the same time, and disappeared completely in an instant.
"Another fast runner... Hey, why did I say again?"
Guo Guo muttered a few words, then immediately pulled Zheng Wanqing over to Zhang You. The four of them held a recording of the phone call and a written record, indicating that this long-distance conversation on campus was quite fruitful.
"They described a total of 13 dormitory buildings, two small supermarkets, and three entrances and exits to the dormitory area."
Zhang You reviewed the situation clearly and organizedly. She opened a group chat with four people on QQ and listed all the information in detail.
Their dormitory building was Building 33, and next to it were Buildings 31 and 32. Tang Xinjue deliberately mixed them up when asking to avoid others from hearing their location.
"There are 27 fully infected people in our building, 16 uninfected people, and the rest are all in the intermediate stage, not yet fully transformed into zombies. The number is unknown."
It is clear from the number alone that the number of zombies in this building is much higher than that in other buildings. It is obvious that this is the "special care" given by the copy to the candidates.
"There are quite a few zombies in the nearby buildings, but looking down from the balcony, I can hardly see any of them..."
At this point in the story, Zhang You discovered something was wrong.
"...The number of zombies is wrong."
Tang Xinjue nodded: "That's right."
"If all the infected people were inside the building, the building shouldn't be so quiet."
As we all know, the sound insulation level of the dormitory building is so good that people can not only clearly hear the sound of moving tables upstairs, but also hear the screams of classmates encountering cockroaches 10 rooms away across the corridor.
The entire sixth floor and the floors below were silent. Could it be that zombies don’t like climbing stairs?
Tang Xin Jue: "On the contrary, if these people are not in the building, then the outside shouldn't be so empty."
An image suddenly popped up in Guo Guo's mind: "Wait, they can't all be staying on the first floor, right?"
She received the same answer from Tang Xinjue and Zhang You: "It's possible, and the probability is very high."
Now it is clearer why the NPC repeatedly reminds us to "never go out".
If someone in the building was deceived by the quiet scene outside the balcony and rashly went down to the first floor, he would see the spectacular scene of zombies from the entire building crowded in the hall, and then become one of them.
"But now we're not the only ones who know this."
Tang Xinjue asked 13 buildings in one breath. If the surviving students in these buildings were listening to the radio, they would most likely be able to guess this.
"This is a zombie instance, but ultimately it's also a human instance." Tang Xin Jue said in a calm and confident tone, "We can't rely solely on our thinking abilities to simultaneously deduce the campus, zombies, survivors, and the student union within a limited timeframe, and anticipate any dangers."
This is not something that four people can do.
But what if there are forty or four hundred people?
"So what we really need to do is get more people to start thinking. Let's return to rationality in the face of comprehensive information, rather than falling into animalistic instincts in the absence of any knowledge."
After that, she opened her phone again and sent another message to the group:
[Forward this message. If you don't, you're not Mr. A. I also forwarded it. Here's the Student Union Radio Station contact information: 7543...]
Mass message successful.
Several people looked out the window. The once seemed to have been covered with a layer of shadowy gauze that floated close to the ground. Although they could still see things, it was no longer as clear as before.
It's getting foggy.
Inside the supermarket, several collapsed shelves stacked together, creating a tent-like triangular space. A girl was hiding inside, legs curled up. After repeatedly checking that no one was walking outside, she clutched her phone and typed, her hands shaking:
[Sister, you won’t believe what I saw and heard. Although you may not be alive now, I still want to record this...]
She didn't hold out much hope, but within two seconds, she saw a new message pop up in the dialog box:
[? ? ?]
girl:!!!
She was ecstatic: [Oh my God, you are still alive!]
In dormitory 606, Guo Guo, who was making protective clothing, saw the new chat message and his eyes widened with disbelief:
[Are you still alive? ?]
My husband: Yeah, 15551. I didn't expect to get out. Luckily, you warned me about the murderer, so I hid in the security room. Suddenly, there was a commotion outside, and I looked up to see a man covered in blood!
My husband: Oh my god, can you imagine? Luckily, I quickly closed the door. Then I saw a few people running outside, followed by at least a dozen bloodied people. They all ran into the dormitory area, right across the path I was walking!
[It’s all my husband’s fault: If I had changed the route just five minutes later, it would have been eaten up by now!]
There were a lot of exclamation marks on the other side of the chat box expressing excitement. Guo Guo could almost imagine the roar in the other party's heart.
After a long time, the girl finally calmed down.
[This is all from my husband: Anyway, after a long and dangerous escape, I finally found my hiding place. I'm currently hiding under a shelf at FamilyMart. Where are you? If you're nearby, you can come over to my place. This shelf is pretty big, so it can easily fit two people.]
[All My Husband: Pictures.jpg]
After a brief discussion with the other three, Guo Guo answered truthfully:
[I'm in the dormitory now.]
[It's all my husband: !! Then please lock the door and don't come out! I see all those zombies are pouring into the dormitory building. I wonder if it's because it's too sunny outside...]
[Buildings are incredibly dangerous these days anyway. I had a hard time finding this completely emptied supermarket, and I probably won't be able to stay here for long. Even the shared power banks have been snatched up. I hate it!]
My phone's almost dead, and I can't reach anyone outside the school. Sigh, you must stay alive. If I die, please tell my family to beautify my portrait. Also, buy a Switch and two sniper rifles for the holidays. I'm going down to face the zombies head-on...
[Guo Guo: School Map.pdf]
The girl typed with tears in her eyes: [I want more...Huh? What is this?]
She blinked twice, and before she could react, she saw another message coming from the other side.
Tang Xinjue took Guo Guo's cell phone and sent all the school topography files he got from the dormitory next door.
[Come.]
