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James spread a folded architectural review on the floor, and I crouched down and looked at the white paper with blue lines outlining every room on every floor and the end and exit of every passageway. The map had been tucked away in his pocket, thus wrinkling a little.

No wonder, he was able to find the input in a short period of time and accurately intercept the other participants.

I was silent.

James is like a search dog with a keen sense of smell, always able to pinpoint the key to solving problems.

Andrew crouched on the other side of the map, frowning and his gaze sweeping over the rooms of various sizes.

On the right side of the floor plan, a legend indicates the meaning of each mark on the map, some are archives, some are production workshops, some are packaging workshops, and some are toilets......

"The place we're in now is one of the archives storage workshops." James pointed to a long rectangular room on the map, "There are two exits to this workshop, one at the rear left and one at the other end of the workshop. ”

I turned my head a little and looked behind me.

That entrance was the iron gate that Andrew and I entered, and it had been blocked by the iron cabinet, and there were zombies outside the door.

I shook my head.

"The door in the rear left cannot be used."

James frowned, "Why?" ”

"There are zombies outside the door, and I came in through that door." I looked into the eyes under the brim of James' black hat.

“…… That's not easy. James lowered his head slightly, his brow tightened.

"We have another exit ......"

James shook his head calmly.

"Unfortunately, that exit can't be used either."

"Reason." Andrew spoke in a low voice.

James looked up at Andrew slightly, "I entered through that entrance. His gaze shifted to the map laid on the floor tiles, "That door connects to a long corridor, at the end of the corridor is a double-storey production workshop, the exit of the workshop is on the first floor, but the first floor of the workshop is full of zombie workers, I climbed the elevated ladder to the second floor before entering the corridor......"

"Shall we follow your route...... then," I looked at James back on the map.

The white light grazed my shoulders and cast my shadow on the white map.

"Nope." James grimaced, "Just as I opened the door, the zombies found me, and I almost fled here as if I was running for my life. Now behind that door, there are at least six zombies, each zombie saves money and is a porter in the production workshop, and his body size is not under Andrew, even if we have guns, we may not be able to win. ”

I looked at his gloomy eyes, and my heart instantly sank to the bottom.

The speed and muscle explosiveness of zombies are far greater than the strength that humans can bear.

Are six zombies as strong as Andrew......

I looked silently at Andrew, who was half-crouched on the ground, three fingers of his left hand propped up on the floor tiles, staring down at the thin map, and I couldn't tell what he was thinking.

In the empty workshop, four people fell silent at the same time.

Colin walked up to me, and I looked up to see him leaning down slightly, putting on his thick glasses, craning his neck to peer at the map, his chin dragging his chin with his right hand with a thoughtful expression.

Colin said that his "home" was nearby, and after the zombie outbreak, he escaped through the water pipe and followed the route marked on the bus stop sign all the way to find it, but when he entered the factory, he found that everything was not so simple, and the huge metallurgical plant was almost everywhere with wandering zombies, covered in blood, grinning in search of the next victim. With only a short steel pipe to defend himself and no map, he can only hide in the safe for the time being, waiting for the other game participants to enter the stop code to end this terrifying world.

Unfortunately, the safe is not ventilated, but fortunately he has read a book about the modification and dismantling of various locks, and after he modified the lock of the safe, he can open the safe from the inside at any time, and stick out his head every once in a while to ventilate, like a whale in the sea.

I didn't expect him to be able to modify the lock of a complex safe.

It refreshed my understanding of him.

Who says knowledge is just weight?

Maybe one day it will save your life.

My gaze rested on the thin boy in the wide tunic robe, who held up his thick eyes, frowned slightly, and looked up at the gray ceiling as if he was looking for something.

"Get out of the window." Andrew's voice interrupted my thoughts.

Retracting my gaze, I looked at Andrew, who stood up slightly.

He looked up at the long rectangular windows on the walls around him.

The window was not large, but it should be able to pass through with the size of the four of us. It's just that the windows are a bit high, and you need to step on the iron cabinet to climb to the windowsill.

James didn't say anything, he thought in silence for a while.

"After you get out."

"Enter through the entrances of the other workshops."

The next second, I looked back and saw James shaking his head vigorously.

"This method doesn't work, the metallurgical plant is almost surrounded by zombies now, and you enter the factory through the back door, so you don't know what's going on in front of the factory. On the one hand, there are slums near the metallurgical plant, and the population density is very high, and on the other hand, the time of the zombie outbreak is exactly during working hours, that is, the time when the number of zombies outside the metallurgical plant is the largest. Go out now, there is absolutely no return. ”

Working hours......

I was silent, thinking of the boy who had patiently prepared breakfast for me.

Heart, want a soaked sponge, clammy and cold.

I shook my head, feeling some pain in my knees, and I bent down to stand up against the iron cabinet beside me.

"How do you know if you don't try it?" Andrew, somewhat stubbornly, took a few steps towards the window.

The cold light enveloped him, casting his shadow on the floor tiles.

"Andrew, James is right." I looked at the back of the big man and kept my voice calm.

Andrew was silent for a moment.

"So how? Why wait for another participant to enter a stop code? ”

His tone was impatient.

I glanced at James, who seemed to be considering whether this would work.

This approach certainly works.

The premise is that none of the four of us are sacrificial.

"There must be a way, think again......" I lowered my eyes and muttered.

Andrew snorted disdainfully.

"James, you didn't lie to us, did you?"

"What do you mean?" James looked at Andrew with a cold face.

Andrew glanced in the direction of the other door, and the implication was obvious.

I saw James's eyes narrowed dangerously, and there was a deep meaning in his eyes that I could not read.

For a moment, the trust that had been built up was in jeopardy.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere became tense.

"That's, that'......" Colin said in an apologetic voice from a few meters away.

James glanced at the underage child.

"I have an idea, I don't know if I should say it......" Colin's voice was a little weaker.

I looked at Colin suspiciously.

"Say." Andrew stood still, not moving.

“…… I think there's a fourth way to leave. ”