Chapter Eighty-Six: Cleanup and Broadcasting
"Why do I always feel ...... What I just said and what they accepted don't seem to be the same thing. ”
Xia Ran stood in the empty classroom and whispered.
"I can't relate to your feelings...... His left hand suddenly raised on its own, came to him, raised an index finger, an eye appeared on the tip of the finger, and a mouth was cracked in the palm of his hand.
"Forget it...... Whatever the hell they've made up of in their brains, it's none of my business anyway. ”
Xia Ran thought for a while, shook his head, and didn't bother with this question anymore.
He turned his head to look around, but he didn't find any weapon at hand, and he couldn't help but regret that he hadn't brought the baseball bat with him...... Baseball bats and fire axes are the two action superstars in the zombie genre forever.
On the other hand, bicycles will always disappear mysteriously in the last days, and they will never be found.
But if you don't have it, you won't have to, and he doesn't have to show his reckless demeanor, so he waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go directly to the radio room......"
"Broadcast room?"
"That's right, it's not impossible for us to sift through the entire school and rescue the survivors by ourselves, or it's too much of a waste of time and too much of our physical strength......"
Xia Ran talked eloquently, obviously because he had already had a case against this.
"The only threat to us is that there are so many of them, and if we try to do it ourselves, we won't be able to kill them in line...... So we try to avoid being reckless unless we have to. ”
Why be reckless? Why is there any need to be reckless?
A small number of dead zombies are okay to say, and they can be killed directly, but when faced with a huge number of corpses, there is no need to embarrass themselves, forcing themselves to kill through the enemy formation head-on, seven in and seven out or something.
What's more, there is a more important reason that even if you kill it, you won't give a little point, even if it's a symbolic reward, so Xia Ran really can't be interested in these poor low-level monsters.
It's really the kind of thing that even if you can kill them with your fingers, you still feel that there is a feeling of "troublesome" and "unhappy", so he doesn't want to bother to slowly clear the blame.
"You're going to use the broadcast equipment to distract them and direct them away?"
The left hand immediately understood Xia Ran's thoughts, those dead zombies completely relied on sound to act, and whoever was loud enough and lasted long enough, they would follow whomever they wanted.
If you use the broadcasting facilities that will be available on campus, it is indeed enough to lure away most of the dead zombies. Normally, they would only be drawn to the sounds of the broadcasting facilities scattered around the campus, rather than staring at the smaller human beings.
At that time, the only thing left for the survivors to do was to muster up the courage to pass quickly and quietly from the area of the road where the dead zombies had aside.
Although, in this case, the dead zombies who are wandering around aimlessly outside the Fuji Art Garden are also very likely to be attracted and surrounded by the school.
But for that reason, they only have hearing, they don't see or think, and when they hear sounds, they will only subconsciously walk in a straight line.
If they are blocked by a wall or some other building, they will act like some of the mentally retarded NPCs in some games, either stuck in a wall or blocked by something, standing still or spacewalking......
So for a short period of time, they basically can't find their way in.
There are only a few phenomena caused by accidents, and there will never be a terrifying scene like "World War Z", and even helicopters can be dragged down from the sky by stacking Arhat ladders.
Perception is not good, the brain is not good, and action is even worse.
Of course, if it takes a long time, then it is another matter, and any accident can happen. But Xia Ran is not a conscientious nanny, he doesn't need to take into account everyone's situation, after all, if those people stay in school all the time, sooner or later they will die.
He's already created the safest way for them to survive, and if they can't catch it, then there's nothing to complain about...... Although it is said that Xia Ran will still try his best to search for the reward of 100 points for each person's head, but as for how careful it will be, it is difficult to say.
After all, his understanding of this school is very inadequate, and he has not mastered any skills such as "mental power scanning" for the time being, so he can't ensure that every corner and every place is not missed.
With his memory and recalling the map he had seen before, Xia Ran quickly found the location of the broadcasting room.
First of all, clean up all the zombies in the hallway, and check every office and classroom by the way.
The mimicry tentacles of the left hand are like phantoms, and the sharpness of the bone blade is also as fast as lightning, completely piercing through the air directly, killing with one blow, and easily and completely taking away the second incomplete life of these living dead.
Although it is still a bronze-level evaluation, after incorporating some of the genetic sequences of absorbing the storm demons, Xiao Zuo's life essence as a parasitic beast has still been strengthened to a considerable extent.
The new ability form of the Storm Alien Form Mimic is not the focus for the time being, and the most fundamental speed and strength have risen a notch before it is serious.
If outsiders were watching this scene, they would find that Xia Ran seemed to raise his hand and wave it, and then the dead zombies more than ten meters away didn't know why, or there was a big hole in the eye socket that ran through the brain, or the neck flew high......
Immediately afterwards, before he even had time to struggle, he fell to the ground and couldn't move at all.
And Xia Ran simply stood in place, without moving a single step, and didn't know how to attack...... The reason for this is that Xiao Zuo's explosive attack speed as a parasitic beast has already exceeded the response ability of the human optic nerve.
After being strengthened again, even Xia Ran's 12-point agility attribute value can no longer see the afterimage of that trajectory, from mimic transformation to attacking, and then retracting to recover the arm form-
Do all this within a meagre distance of 10 to 20 meters...... It's almost a moment that humans can't even perceive.
All Xia Ran needed to do was to attach the power of spiritual belief with substantial physical energy attributes after the transformation of the λ-DRIVER system to Xiao Zuo's mimic transformation, becoming an invisible defense and strengthening its attack power.
Of course, the enhanced attack is incidental and the most minor, because whether the reinforcement is not strengthened is a direct instant kill, and there is no problem.
On the contrary, it is more important to prevent Xiao Zuo from having a wound and contracting the virus - although the possibility of parasitic beast infection is very small, but it is always possible to prevent it from getting a little bit worse - and it can also prevent any disgusting liquid, which is the most important thing......
Xia Ran doesn't have any cleanliness habits, but he really doesn't want his left hand to be stained with brains, blood and other body fluids or something, if it's just pure blood, it's barely acceptable, but it's not good to add others.
Even if Xiao Zuo throws these things clean every time, without any residue, he still feels that something is wrong in his heart, and the best solution is naturally to make those things not stain from the beginning.
Because of the help of his left hand, it became very easy to clean up, Xia Ran simply walked from the east side to the west side, from the corridor on one side to the corridor on the other side, and opened the doors of each classroom or office in order along the way.
Then stay at the door for a second, then turn away, and then in the room, there will be a "plop", "plop" falling sound, those dead zombies have lost all their vitality, and they will never make any movement when they fall to the ground.
It didn't take five minutes before and after, and after Xia Ran was sure that there would be no more potential interference on this floor, he took out a compressed energy bar and walked to the last broadcast room at the end of the corridor while gnawing.
The door of the broadcasting room had also been smashed open, and large patches of blood were splattered on the inward-facing door panels and walls, and there were still very obvious drags and scratches on the ground...... The trail marks are graffiti of pure blood, and the scratches are the brutality of broken nails mixed with bits of blood.
The sound of chewing rang out in the radio room, and three dead zombies gathered around the corpse of a girl who had long since been unrecognizable, feasting on it, dividing and eating it.
That scene was so bloody that it was hard to look at directly, Xia Ran didn't even want to touch his phone this time, he just sighed subconsciously.
Then, the three dead zombies just sensed the movement, turned around and let out a low roar, which was very much like a classic scene of a zombie game, making I don't know how many players will never forget "looking back and laughing".
It's just not one, it's three, and it's three times as happy.
But that's it, the "poof" piercing sound almost overlapped, and before they could stand up, a large hole appeared in their heads at the same time, and blackened semi-coagulated blood clots splashed into the air.
Xia Ran walked into the broadcasting room, looked around, and then came to the operating table to look up and down.
It didn't seem that complicated, he thought, and pulled the microphone in front of him.
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"Let's check ...... first"
At this time, Poison Island Yako, Komuro Takashi and others were already very cautious, and steadily went down to the first floor and out of the teaching building.
But they didn't rush forward, but looked condescendingly at the school road below and the parking lot in the distance through the railing, carefully observing the distribution of the dead zombies, intending to find a safe route.
"We don't have to go toe-to-toe with them, we must avoid them when we can, and the man also said that these zombies are only very sensitive to sound......"
Saya Takajo clasped his hands on his chest, his face unhappy and gloomy.
It's not a particularly difficult piece of information to observe, it's just that she hasn't had the time or opportunity to calm down and take a good look before.