A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he quickly took out the knife he took from Mu Tianche from the bracelet, and his hands were very sharp, it may be the outbreak of human function under the crisis, and the knife accurately stabbed into the forehead of the zombie who was leaning over.

Immediately press the mechanism on the knife, the sharp blade rotates like a fan, and the thin buzzing sound is mixed with the splashed minced flesh and blood, like a blender, the zombie's head presents a big hole under the rapid rotation of the small blade, black blood and minced meat splattered all over the ground, and the zombie also fell down in an instant.

As concocted, the machete was tightly stuck between the neck of the zombie, and Zhuo Qian used his flexible fighting skills to dodge at the edge of the zombie, piercing the heads of the other zombies that pounced on him one by one.

The last one, pulling out the machete with all his might, while bringing out the broken bones and flesh crumbs, he held the knife high again with both hands, and slashed it down, cutting off half of the zombie's head.

In the dark, a little bit of sky light outside the window shone in, and the visibility was very low, and I vaguely saw that Zhuo Qian's feet were full of corpses, which was miserable.

"Ahem" Zhuo Qian coughed twice in a low voice, feeling dizzy in his head, barely standing firm by holding on to the handrail of the stairs, and a deep sense of crisis emerged in his heart.

Yes, a safe place must be found as soon as possible.

At this time, the radio sounded again: "Who are you?" Are you here to save me? ”

The sudden sound stimulation cleared up the originally chaotic brain a little, Zhuo Qian gritted his teeth, his mind kept flashing to the safer place closest to the teaching building on campus, and he walked towards the first floor without stopping.

This time I was lucky, from the second floor to the first floor, except for the blood and unknown internal organs on the ground, I didn't encounter any zombies with mobility, until the staircase, Zhuo Qian's footsteps paused, and the tragic situation of the playground came into view.

This is somewhat unexpected, the playground is even worse than the classroom, the playground at this time is like a purgatory on earth, with traces of blood dragging on the concrete floor, as if the fallen person was dragged far away by another person, all kinds of blood, brain, and internal organs, spread all over the ground.

There are at least 100 corpses of zombies, except for those that are rarely taken out and bitten, most of them are headshots or broken necks.

Zhuo Qian's mind came to the figure of that supernatural person, Yan Shao, this masterpiece may come from him.

Without thinking about this, there are still a few zombies in the playground leaning over and gnawing on the corpses on the ground, and there are even dying people who are constantly wailing...... These are not things that Zhuo Qian needs to take care of, she is now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river.

Coming out of Building A, there is the gymnasium and chemistry building on the right, the gymnasium may be safer, the place is wide, it is a sunny day today, the physical education classes are outside, there must be no people in the gymnasium, and there is a canteen behind the gymnasium, and it is easy to find food.

Zhuo Qian gasped, pulled up the clothes on the neckline, and ran towards the gymnasium, suddenly, a hand stretched out in the darkness and grabbed Zhuo Qian's foot, his heart sank suddenly, and the knife in his left hand fell, just slashing into the air, and the voice begging for mercy sounded: "Wait a minute, I'm a human, I'm a human." ”

The force of his hand was deflected, and the machete slashed at the wooden olive next to him.

There was a boy lying on the ground, his face was covered with blood, he struggled to turn over the corpse that pressed on him, got up from the ground and grabbed Zhuo Qian's right hand nervously, and finally ran into the human survivors after being frightened, he had a feeling of the rest of his life, and shouted at Zhuo Qian: "It's terrible here, they have all become those monsters, what's wrong with this world?" You, are you okay? ”

Zhuo Qian frowned and said in a cold voice: "If you don't hold my hand, I'll be better." ”

The place where the boy grabbed her was a fractured joint and a suppurating wound, and the pain made the feverish brain a little clearer.

Seeing Zhuo Qian's cold tone, the boy was immediately embarrassed, and quickly let go of his hand and said, "My name is Lin Zimo." ”

"I'm not interested in your name." Zhuo Qian was about to leave, his state was getting worse and worse, and his heart felt tightened.

"Where are you going? Let's be together, and we can take care of each other. Through the faint dim light, Lin Zimo could feel Zhuo Qian's sharp knife just now, and he was a little excited in his heart, happy that he had climbed up to a person who could kill zombies.

"No, I don't." Zhuo Qian shook his head and walked quickly towards the gymnasium, constantly silently thinking in his heart, to be fast, to be fast, to be fast......

"Hey, don't you go, let's go together, shall we?" Lin Zimo hurriedly followed, Zhuo Qian's speed was not fast, his body was a little hasty, it was easy to keep up with Zhuo Qian's footsteps, Lin Zimo followed behind Zhuo Qian, and his mouth kept grunting.

The body is getting weaker and weaker, the high fever is about to burn the brain, the scene in front of me is blurred into two, and the rotten pain on the arm is also obvious, and I don't know if it is a psychological effect, the smell emitted from the arm is getting stronger and stronger, mainly because there is a fly behind him, which is very annoying.