Chapter 186: Zombie Siege Practice (Twenty-three)
If they were on a video call, 606 and the others would be able to see that Yu Wei was hiding in the closet in an egg-shaped position, with a washbasin covering her head, staring at the door with a very nervous look.
It was as if he was contemplating a poignant question of life and death.
Fortunately, she didn't have to make this choice in the end - Tang Xinjue jumped back from the balcony.
Strictly speaking, 606 and the others were three meters above Yu Wei's head. If something really happened in the dormitory, they would be able to hear it even if Yu Wei didn't have a phone.
After Tang Xinjue came back, although there was only one more person in the dormitory, Yu Wei instantly felt that her life had gained an extra layer of solid protection, and she breathed a long sigh of relief: the atmosphere was no longer tense, the door lock was no longer loose, and even her back was straightened!
The knocking stopped for a moment, then sounded again: "Are you back?"
It was a strange female voice.
Tang Xinjue walked to the door and asked, "Who are you?"
The girl replied: "I'm from dormitory 616, my name is Fang Zhou, and I live across from your dormitory."
The voice outside the door was clear and crisp, and the sentences were fluent, not like the chaotic state after being infected.
Yu Wei could also hear that the person who came this time was in stark contrast to the last "squad leader" who knocked on the door.
But she had also heard with her own ears the scene where zombies imitated human speech after their fourth mutation, so even if the people outside performed a rap on the spot, it would be absolutely impossible for them to open the door.
"Dormitory 616?"
Tang Xinjue raised his eyebrows slightly.
They had "cleaned" the dormitories on the sixth floor one after another, but they had always found their "neighbors" through the balconies. Across the corridor, nearly half of the rooms were still untouched.
The dormitory opposite is one of them.
"Don't worry, I'm not infected." The person outside the door stated calmly, "Ever since the virus started spreading, I've been hiding in my dorm room and barely leaving. If I was bitten by a zombie along the way, I would have mutated by now."
She paused, then continued, "If you're still worried, you can give me a math problem through the crack in the door. Even if a zombie mutates further, it's only limited to retaining language function; it's impossible for it to recover its logical thinking."
Tang Xin Jue had no objection to this method and nodded, "Calculus? Linear algebra?"
Outside the door: "...cannot exceed the level of junior high school mathematics!"
Otherwise, even if she could figure it out, the zombies would have enough time to eat her alive.
Tang Xinjue laughed: "Actually, there's no need to be so troublesome."
She opened the door and stepped into the corridor, facing the girl: "That way we can tell."
There were still remnants of various ambush facilities in the corridor, mixed with the dirty blood and pulp of zombies, with red and white patches making it difficult to walk.
Right in the middle, a tall, thin, bald girl stood at the door. Her skin was abnormally white due to not seeing the sun for a long time, but compared with Tang Xinjue, she actually looked a little healthier.
The girl looked at Tang Xinjue seriously: "I've always heard your voices, but this is the first time I've seen your true appearance. You're not what I imagined."
Judging from his appearance alone, it is difficult to connect Tang Xinjue with the creator of these terrifying devices in the corridor.
Tang Xin Jue also observed the other party: "Were you the one who knocked out and took away the squad leader yesterday?"
They had guessed there was always someone living on this floor, but by some strange coincidence, they found themselves right across the door.
The girl smiled helplessly. "I'm sorry for showing up just now and causing you some unnecessary trouble. My memory is very confused and I can't confirm the situation outside, so I've been hiding in the dormitory to adjust myself."
She lowered her head, and because she was bald, her skin was clearly visible, without the telltale signs of infection.
Safety was proven through experience, so Tang Xinjue didn't waste any time and took everyone back to the dormitory, keeping the pungent smell of blood out of the door.
Yu Wei was shocked inside: "Are you really a survivor?"
Fang Zhou's eyes fell gently on her, he nodded and shook his head, and finally said:
"Thank you for trusting me. Without you, I wouldn't have been able to persevere until now... I know you're probably very busy right now, so I'll be brief so as not to disturb you."
She took out a piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to Tang Xinjue, saying concisely:
"This is another part of the experimental records."
When I opened the paper, I saw rows of messy handwriting printed on the wrinkled and worn paper:
[091 Experiment Statistics: 965 successes, 33 failures, clearing failed data, experiment continues…]
[17 experimental anchors, 922 successful sacrifices, not meeting the pairing requirements, re-applying for experimental subjects from the university town...]
[Application failed, reason for rejection: I'd rather be tortured by you even after I die, you idiots...]
[Rating: Continuously declining. If the final experiment is unsuccessful, it will be completely abandoned. This record was created on——]
The final signature time is a row of garbled characters.
Tang Xinjue's eyebrows jumped, and when he raised his head, he saw Fang Zhou had already stood up.
"I've tried to find a way to restore my memory, but all failed. So I can only give this to you, hoping it will be helpful. No matter what the final outcome is, I'm very grateful for your presence."
Yu Wei was confused by what she heard, and was stunned when she saw the girl's actions: "Are you going back?"
Fang Zhou looked at her for two seconds and replied with a faint smile: "I should go to the third base and wait for the final result. Do you want to come with me?"
Although Yu Wei always felt that the other party was a little familiar for some reason, she still firmly refused.
——What a joke, there is no place safer than 606!
Fang Zhou walked quickly, and by the time Wei remembered to ask her if she knew the location of the base, the corridor was deserted. Only the door of the dormitory opposite was wide open, revealing the scene inside:
Several dismembered zombies were divided and soaked in countless containers, like a small experimental base.
Yu Wei: “…Ugh!”
When he turned around, Tang Xinjue was still studying the paper when the phone rang again, still from the rooftop:
"They managed to turn on the instrument."
Zhang You said.
On the rooftop, a huge black instrument crackled like sparks. The man with glasses had finally finished tinkering with it and was about to ask the people next to him to help when he discovered that the other two organizers had also fainted from exhaustion.
Man with glasses: ...I hate it!
He could only grit his teeth and debug it alone, and the voice inside finally became clearer and clearer:
"Hello? Who is this?"
"Why aren't you talking... Is something broken?"
Hearing the murmurs inside, the man with glasses felt like he was hearing heavenly music, tears streaming down his face: "It's me, I'm Dongying!"
"So it's you, the Dogecoin?!"
The other party was stunned for a moment, then suddenly became excited and cursed loudly, even the signal was instantly clearer several times: "You bunch of traitors, how dare you come back to us? If you have the guts, stay still, I will come over and kill you right now-"
"No, no, no, I'm not looking for you, it's..."
"It's us."
Tang Xinjue interrupted.
…
When they relayed all their findings about the injection, the laboratory remained silent for more than ten seconds before responding:
"If it's true, it could greatly accelerate our current research process. But we still need to get the real thing before we can make a judgment. Could you wait over there for a moment?"
"No problem." 606 said firmly.
Ten minutes later, a small drone descended from the sky. After receiving the injection, the camera on the drone suddenly turned 180 degrees, locked onto the man with glasses and several others, and then began to curse.
Man with glasses: “…”
He didn't dare to say anything, so he simply pinched all the sleeping organizers to wake them up, and everyone was scolded together.
After a round of scolding, the drone turned around again, swaying up and down towards the four people in 606, as if nodding in greeting:
"Thank you for your efforts in rescuing the disaster. The laboratory will always remember your names!"
After saying that, the drone turned around and flew away, disappearing into the sky.
Guo Guo looked up and watched for a long moment before realizing, "Wait? You didn't even ask our names?"
...Regardless of whether the laboratory is reliable or not, they have already done everything they can, and there is only one thing left to do.
"wait."
Waiting for the lab to develop an antidote ahead of time—or for the fifth-day mutation to arrive.
After realizing this , the man with glasses and others became discouraged and decided to wait on the rooftop. This way, even if the end of the world finally came, at least they would be the last to die.
As for how they will be settled if the apocalypse ends, that is another matter.
Tang Xinjue and the other three also returned to dormitory 606 to continue working on the defensive facilities.
The copy was effectively telling them that the mutated zombies on the fifth day would reach an unprecedented level of danger. The current corridor ambush and iron gate chains alone would not be enough to stop them.
Yu Wei had been lying down to wait for her fate, but she didn't expect that the four people in 606 would discuss for a while and then roll up their sleeves to start working again.
"Since one door can't stop it, let's build a few more."
Tang Xinjue said calmly.
The copy will not leave the candidates with unsolvable difficulties - if they did not participate in the affairs of the stronghold, but followed the "advice" from beginning to end and honestly guarded the tower in the dormitory, would they definitely die on the last day?
No, no matter how difficult the situation is, there must be a glimmer of hope.
Next, Yu Wei witnessed their survival process with her own eyes:
The four of them did not start from Room 606, but went directly to other dormitories, moved out all their wardrobes, and started blocking the stairs, filling up half of the corridor!
If the zombies want to get in, they have to either climb through the ceiling or smash through all the wardrobes in one go and complete the ten-meter obstacle course first.
Even if all the breakthroughs were successful, when they reached the door of Room 606, there was still a "surprise" behind the iron door: they also blocked the wardrobe in the dormitory behind the door, nailed wooden boards through the wall, and manually increased the thickness of the iron door.
"It doesn't matter if they break through all of this," Zhang You comforted Yu Wei. "We still have the bathroom. Come, help me dismantle this cabinet, and we'll use this board to thicken the bathroom door."
Yu Wei: ...She was thinking too narrowly.
On the other hand, as if to match the atmosphere of impending storm, the Student Union Radio Station also announced that it would temporarily switch to a night radio station and would start broadcasting at 9 pm.
In the exceptionally quiet campus, time fell inch by inch until a full moon emerged from the clouds and the radio finally arrived.
But this time, they didn't continue to disgust the audience with their annoying voices, but instead played songs:
"On this special night, let the Student Union accompany you through the long night and cheer on your classmates. Next, please enjoy tonight's playlist -"
"'Dying Before Sunrise', 'Goodbye to This Wonderful World', 'The Last Night of Life', and 'And Then There Were None'..."
Everyone listening to the radio: "..."
