Although this is actually an unresolved inference - is it the Flame Explosion Brotherhood of the original chapter sulfur that blocked the attack of the corpse tide, or is it that the zombies were actually the only target of the original chapter sulfur?

In fact, after a little thought, it can be concluded that Yuan Zhangsu, under the persuasion of the mysterious person dressed as a duckling, stole what the zombies also wanted - the materials in the 67th Research Institute. So, maybe the zombie outbreak is just because they want to get what belongs to them?

In this case, Song Xiaocheng guessed that yesterday morning, he directly pulled the cart of materials to the cemetery and returned it to the bald freak in person, and the zombie army would be completely quelled, and everyone in X City would continue to go to work and go to school?

Maybe, maybe. But what about the research materials they want after they get them? Would they rather brutally kill Yuan Zhangsu's girlfriend, or disregard human life, and they must get their hands on the research materials about some "great rune", and what about that kind of thing?

Great Rune ......

Song Xiaocheng didn't even know what it was. But if he was to be asked to quietly go through the research materials that were about hundreds of catties right now and figure out what the "Great Rune" was, he really didn't have the energy. After all, he is the one who is saddled with the fate of saving the world, and the first step is to carry out practical actions in front of him - such as smashing the zombie lair. As for those research materials, let Huan Lingyu worry about it.

Huan Lingyu's guy, although he is a little mysterious, obviously has his own set of methods. Song Xiaocheng is still more relieved of him.

It has been almost a week since he fled in a hurry that day, and Song Xiaocheng has not been back to the area around the Third Hospital.

"What kind of place is this, is it the underworld?" Lin Yu asked quietly in a trembling voice.

"This is Qinglong Road, the entrance of the Third Central Hospital!

Although Song Xiaocheng's tone was not very impatient, he didn't mean to blame Xiaoyu at all. No wonder she didn't recognize the place, the last time they were here, it was the standard of a city hospital: crowded lanes, people with bitter faces, and vendors selling bouquets and fruit baskets on both sides of the road.

In fact, now, the group of people crowded at the entrance of the city's Third Central Hospital are still full of bitterness. It's just that they are no longer alive.

"They're all zombies. Song Xiaocheng reminded Lin Yu in a low voice.

A zombie very close to Song Xiaocheng seemed to hear what he said, turned his face that was not very happy, and looked at him more and more unhappily, as if Song Xiaocheng was commenting on his hairstyle.

"They're so weird!Xiaocheng!" Lin Yu's voice looked scared, "...... Are they really dead? They look like living people!"

Song Xiaocheng almost jumped up. Is this woman serious? These zombies are all dead, with broken arms and legs, and some of them are about to lose all the flesh on their faces. Some even show bones and tendons, and some even have no chin!

Zombies of this level can't pass the review even if they are made into a movie, and this woman actually thinks that they "look no different from living people"?

However, to some extent, Lin Yu is right.

The zombies in this urban area are indeed different from the zombies in other urban areas. They look like living people—

They walk in an orderly manner, keep a polite distance from each other, and even give in to each other when crossing narrow intersections. Some zombies leaned against the railing or wall in twos and threes, communicating with each other with roars, while others pushed each other, but it was clear that the play was far more important than fighting.

What's even more incredible is that Song Xiaocheng actually saw that there were about seven or eight male zombies, working together to push down a scrapped car blocking the sidewalk towards the middle of the road, so that other zombies could use the sidewalk normally.

Overturning illegal vehicles with bare hands - that is a beautiful moment that Song Xiaocheng would dream of. If it weren't for the fact that they were zombies, Song Xiaocheng would probably feel that this was the perfect society in his dream.

Just when Song Xiaocheng was stunned, a zombie wearing a horizontal striped polo shirt accidentally hit Song Xiaocheng's waist with his stomach. At that moment, Song Xiaocheng thought that he had finally been attacked by zombies, but when he was about to fight back, he found that the zombie in the polo shirt was bowing his head slightly, as if apologizing to himself, and then walked away calmly in front of him.

What's going on?

Song Xiaocheng stopped and didn't continue to walk forward, while Lin Yu hid firmly behind him. The scene in front of me is truly eerie!

On the one hand, everyone in front of me seems to have their own life: rushing to where they need to go, socializing in their own way, but at the same time maintaining politeness and respect for everyone they meet. It's like an ordinary social human being.

On the other hand...... All these "ordinary people", but they are already dead.

Song Xiaocheng tried hard to restrain himself, but he finally couldn't restrain himself - he reached out to stop a zombie hurrying in front of him.

"Hey! You...... Uh, sorry, I want to ......"

The zombies didn't show any other excesses, but stopped and looked at Song Xiaocheng with pale eyes with a blank face, while the other zombies just bypassed their side and continued to walk forward.

"Uh...... Sorry, I'm ...... I'm trying to ask, where are you going? Aren't you dead?"

Song Xiaocheng hesitated for a long time before he asked such a sentence.

The zombie tilted its neck to look at him for a moment, seemingly completely unintelligible as if he was talking about something, except for a few clicks and a few slight hiss from between his jaw and teeth.

"Hmm...... Didn't understand. Song Xiaocheng spread his hands, "Don't you know how to say the prophecy of human beings? ”

The zombie repeated the clicking and screaming sound just now with a more rapid frequency, looking a little impatient, and at the same time stretched out his hand and pointed behind Song Xiaocheng.

"What?"

Song Xiaocheng quickly turned his head, and immediately turned his head to stare at the zombie.

The zombie pointed to the building of the Third Central Hospital. The whole building was pitch black and there was nothing to see. Apart from......

That's right, Song Xiaocheng immediately understood what the zombie was pointing at - there was a room in the building that flickered with a faint light.

The room was on the first floor, and although it was faint, there was a noticeable light. Song Xiaocheng didn't even know why he hadn't noticed that room just now.

I have to say that it really took a lot of effort to drag Lin Yu, who was trembling with fear and screaming in his throat, into the dark Third Hospital.

"Don't be afraid! Look, there's only one place where there's light!"

"There must be a ghost in that room!"

Song Xiaocheng felt that Lin Yu must have watched too many horror movies in his usual days, and he was suspicious.

"Nonsense! Where in the world are ghosts! No...... There are no ghosts anywhere in the world!"

Despite some effort, the two eventually stood at the entrance of the corridor of the Third Hospital. The entire corridor was nowhere to be seen, and the air was still filled with the smell of disinfectant water peculiar to the hospital and the smell of corpse decay.

"Cell phone. Song Xiaocheng said softly.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Song Xiaocheng felt that Lin Yu's insistence on bringing his mobile phone was the right decision.

Everywhere the lights of the mobile phone reached were empty, empty. The slightly dusty marble floor was covered with a mess of mud-colored blood, like someone trying to clean up the blood all over the floor with a mop, but gave up halfway through.

The wooden doors of the rooms on both sides were closed – the General Affairs Section, the Finance Section, the Personnel Section, the Medical Insurance Office – and it seemed that this corner was home to all the non-medical offices of the Third Hospital.

In one of the rooms, the light could be seen through the crack in the door from a distance.

Song Xiaocheng wrapped his left hand around Lin Yu's neck and covered her mouth with his right hand, lest she suddenly scream. The two of them walked slowly towards the room.

Faintly, there seemed to be a voice of speech coming from the room. After talking for a while, there was another burst of music.

It looks like someone is watching TV.

By the time Song Xiaocheng stood at the door of the room attached to the "Ministry of Information", the voice inside was already very obvious.

The room was sometimes laughing dramatically, sometimes chanting in a subdued voice, and the accent sounded like a high-profile fellow — it seemed that some kind of entertainment was playing on the television. At the same time, there seemed to be someone in the room, who was also letting out bursts of idiot laughter, as if he had been amused by a TV show.

Song Xiaocheng stretched out a knuckle and gently knocked on the wooden door, resulting in a crisp "dong dong" sound, which echoed throughout the corridor.

There was a knock on the door, and there was a violent crash in the room, and there was no more laughter.

Song Xiaocheng knocked twice more.

There was another crash. Then, the sound of the TV is quickly reduced down.

"Knock-knock-"

Song Xiaocheng tapped twice as politely as possible.

"Who!!"

In the room, a man's voice shouted, almost bursting.

Song Xiaocheng was also taken aback. Lin Yu was so frightened that he writhed violently in the crook of his arm.

After a few seconds, Song Xiaochengqiang gently knocked on the door again according to the emotions in his heart, and said:

"That...... Brother, can you open the door? I'm ...... Well, we're lost. ”

At this time, Song Xiaocheng was not too afraid. Because I could tell that the man in the door was even more scared than himself. So he easily opened the right hand covering Lin Yu's mouth, and gestured on his lips with his index finger under the light of the mobile phone, signaling Lin Yu to be quiet, and then stood back two or three steps away from the door.

The door slowly opened a crack at first, and then slowly opened wider and wider. The man inside looked nervous and hooked the edge of the door with a large axe.

"Brother, we're not zombies, we're both alive. We're lost. ”

"I'm not afraid of zombies!"

This was beyond Song Xiaocheng's expectations. So what is he afraid of?

"Can you let the two of us in? My name is Song Xiaocheng, and this is my girlfriend, Lin Yu. ”

"Lost, huh! Let me see your hands!"

When these words were spoken, Song Xiaocheng's expression froze suddenly. But he slowly stretched out his right hand and palmed it against the man in the door.

"Don't let him *** pretend to be confused with me!The other hand!The back of the hand!"

Song Xiaocheng was puzzled for a moment, and showed the back of his left hand. The man in the door squinted for a moment.

"And you!

Song Xiaocheng took Lin Yu's arm and showed the person in the door the back of her left hand. The man looked at it twice more before slowly putting down the axe and motioning for the two to enter the house.

The room was a mess, with a bed in the corner, an old TV and a telephone on the table at the foot of the bed, and two chairs and a small table in the other corner, on which a kettle and a bowl of instant noodles were placed. It looks like it's a duty room

"My name is Hou Xiaolin. Where did you two come from, where are you going?"

Song Xiaocheng faced the interrogation and quickly made up a set of lies: he lived in a nearby apartment building with Lin Yu, was trapped for several days, the food at home had been eaten, and he went downstairs to find food, but he got lost and was trapped here, and it was a big brother in a polo shirt who pointed out this office to himself.

After a set of lies, not to mention the man named Hou Xiaolin, even Lin Yu looked at Song Xiaocheng with a surprised expression.

Hou Xiaolin stared at Song Xiaocheng's face and nodded suspiciously:

"Brother, I almost believed you. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Take a good look at me, don't you think we've met?" Hou Xiaolin stood up, walked in front of Song Xiaocheng, and put his face up.

How could it be? Could it be that Song Xiaocheng felt that the other party was probably cheating on himself, and he was just about to laugh and fool him, but he suddenly felt as if he had indeed seen this face somewhere.

"Do you remember when you take a closer look?"

Song Xiaocheng thought about it and thought, could it be that he saw Lin Yu last time when he brought him to the hospital? Could it be the doctor of the hospital?

"I can't remember...... But I do seem to have seen you. ”

Hou Xiaolin sneered and retreated to the bed.

A week ago, we had a photo shoot at the door of the morgue in this hospital. ”