Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Three: The Cotton Eater
"At this level, I should have been dead for days."
Zhao Qi muttered in a low voice, and then everyone looked at Chen Mo and waited for the next instructions.
Slowly walking in front of the corpse, Chen Mo squatted down and roughly checked it, it should be a family of three, as for the cause of death, Chen Mo didn't see it for the time being, and he didn't need to see it.
"Search the house, and don't leave a corner untouched."
"Understood!"
The information only says that it is the sixteenth floor, but it is not indicated whether it is the east or west household, so theoretically, if there are not many people in this house, there are few people looking for the target.
Then there is a high probability that the target is in the opposite house, and sure enough, after a while, everyone has turned the house upside down, and still nothing has been found.
"After the search, I can't even see a living thing."
"Pry the door open on the other side as well."
After a while, everyone pried open the security door of another house on the sixteenth floor as they did last time, but this time.
Quiet.
"Anyone? We're here to pick you up, and we're good people. ”
The whole home decorated in a simple style was quiet and terrible, but at the same time as Zhao Qi opened his mouth to speak, there was a sudden sound of rustling in the bedroom with the door closed.
"Uh-uh, cough-cough-cough!"
Suddenly, a cough and a little painful moaning reached the ears of Chen Mo and several people, and seeing this, Chen Mo waved his palm and signaled everyone to approach.
'Click! ’
"Ahem!"
The wooden door of the bedroom was locked, but the coughing sound from inside the room intensified, and at this moment, Chen Mo frowned, and then spoke.
"Break the door!"
'Click! Bang! ’
"Someone!"
At the moment when the wooden door was broken, everyone saw a middle-aged man with a dull gaze lying on the bed in the bedroom.
And on the hanger in the bedroom, two white coats hung there quietly.
"You guys, ahem, ahem..."
"We received a radio from you, and we're here to save you." Zhao Qi was the first to speak.
"Yes, yes, it's Twilight.."
This person already has a feeling of slurred speech, probably because he has not communicated with people during this time, and if he does not communicate with others for a long time, then it is very likely to lose his ability to speak.
"Replenish the target's strength, rest for ten minutes, and prepare to return after ten minutes."
"Understood!"
As soon as the words fell, everyone immediately sent the remaining water in their backpacks to the expert, and when he saw the water, the expert's eyes lit up, and he grabbed the bottle and began to drink wildly.
However, it is not clear how long the target has been hungry, so everyone does not dare to rashly feed the expert, for fear of bringing some uncontrollable factors.
Chen Mo just circled around the room, and the height of the sixteenth floor was bird's-eye view from the balcony of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the whole city could be described as dead.
As far as the eye can see, all the streets are bustling with zombies and scrapped vehicles, and the yards of this community are also crowded with zombies.
Now the time is close to dusk, under the setting sun, the city is already a little desolate, the former glory, when the end of the day, has ceased to exist, what remains, only endless desolation.
Walking around the room, Chen Mo couldn't help but feel a little irritable in his heart, and couldn't say why, but this feeling of irritability had begun to appear frequently.
"Huh?"
intending to wander around this house to eliminate the boredom in his heart, Chen Mo also came to the study by accident, and immediately saw a small book spread out on the desk.
With a low groan, Chen Mo picked up the notebook at any time, sat on the chair and opened the first page.
In the dim light, the first page was opened, with four words neatly and sharply written on it.
'Twilight Log'
As for Twilight, Chen Mo also heard about it from the head captain named Ding Ming, because he should be the current leader of all the organizational alliances.
Thinking of this, Chen Mo was also interested for a while, and slowly turned the second page.
'July 19, 2090: It's been another boring day, except for the extraction of material from some unknown sea creatures, the rest is the repeated arrangement of genomes. ’
'July 20th: Today, a new young man named Bodis joined the research project in the institute, and this young man is very talented, and it only took one day to study renewable cells. ’
'21st: The first experiment failed, the cells were uncontrollable, and all the mice that transplanted the cells died. ’
'22nd: The experiment progressed in a new way, and Bodis accidentally used spores to synthesize a cell that could live in symbiosis with mice, as if it could make the subject's body stronger. ’
'23rd: In a sense, this spore can achieve immortality, which is incredible, and I hope that the project will be successful as soon as possible, so that I can go home to my wife and son. ’
Seeing this, Chen Mo slowly got up and put the journal into his pocket, then looked at the sky that had gradually begun to darken, turned around and walked out.
"Captain!"
"Captain!"
Seeing Chen Mo come back, several people who were still resting got up and looked at Chen Mo, and there was also a little more awe in their eyes.
"Is there anything else you need to take with you?"
Seeing the people who had already been assembled, Chen Mo turned his head and slowly said to the expert.
"It's, it's, take it away."
The words fell, and Chen Mo looked in the direction of the expert's finger, and a laptop was placed on the table with it closed.
"Grab your stuff and go."
"Roger!"
As Chen Mo's words fell, Hu Zhen also picked up the laptop directly, and the others also took the expert behind him and walked downstairs.
"After going down for a while, open the security door, let the zombies in and annihilate them one by one, and then find a car to help the SUV take the lead."
While walking down, Chen Mo opened his mouth and said, and everyone responded when they heard the words.
After a while, everyone had already come to the security door that had entered the floor before, and then Zhao Qi, Hu Zhen, and Huang Tiesheng glanced at each other.
Forward, Zhao Qi, who had a solemn face, pulled the door alone, Huang Tiesheng and Hu Zhen held the security door to prevent a large influx of zombies, and Chen Mo took out a pistol with his still pale wrist, intending to cover everyone.
"It's coming!"
'Crunch~'
'Whew! ’
'Uh-uh-kha! ’
At the moment when the security door opened, the zombies who were still waiting outside the door rushed towards the door like a flood that had found an outlet.
"Humph!"
Looking at Huang Tiesheng and Hu Zhen, they all snorted, and then the teeth in their mouths rattled, and their heels pressed against the wall, which barely withstood the force of the zombies.
Zhao Qi also seized the time and frantically output to the zombies who wanted to squeeze in through the crack in the door.