Qi Si nodded, and he continued, "I don't know what the reason is, but as long as their heads are intact, they won't die. And then there's the problem of zombie vision, and I don't think they have vision at all, in other words, they can't see at all. ”

"In fact, the stinky woman and I were chased by an eyeless zombie, and I was terrified that it didn't have eyes to pounce on us. Afterwards, I carefully observed the details of their actions, and although time was short, I could only learn so much. ”

"They have a sense of smell that is at least 100 times more sensitive than ordinary people, this is just a conservative estimate, if you have detailed information about them, I guess their sense of smell should not be lower than that of hunting dogs!"

"Yes, another point is their strength, no need to elaborate, everyone present should have experienced it for themselves! Their strength is greater than that of ordinary people, at least more than three times that of ordinary people, and they can definitely easily tear a three-centimeter-thick wooden board, as if tearing open foam!"

Zhang Zijie said that Qi Si understands, or rather, has experienced it himself, and then, Qi Si took over Zhang Zijie's next words: "They are very slow, uh, or very stiff, like robots." After a pause, Qi Si asked, "You said so much, almost all of them are emphasizing how powerful zombies are, and is it useful for our escape?"

"Isn't that nonsense?"

Zhang Zijie glanced at Qi Si and said, "Of course, but you still missed one point, that is, they are also sensitive to sound." As we all know, according to international practice, less than 25 decibels is considered normal hearing, that is, a normal speaking voice like my current one is about 25 decibels. Do you think it's noisy?"

Everyone shook their heads, and Zhang Zijie continued: "Although there is no way to test that the hearing of zombies is several times that of ordinary people, I think that their hearing is at least 5 times greater than that of ordinary people, that is to say, a voice like mine now sounds like a person roaring madly to zombies." A little louder can attract them, which is better than using scents to attract them. ”

"Why?" Zhang Xuelan suddenly interjected in a discordant voice.

Zhang Zijie slowly raised his head, looked at Zhang Xuelan meaningfully, looked at his sister like an idiot, and said: "Do you think zombies are intelligent? Do you think zombies can use their brains to distinguish what smell is in the air? Yes, they can't at all, and only sound is the most suitable way to attract them! Although I don't know what the reason is, they have a conditioned reflex for sound. ”

"Although what you say is very reasonable, your eyes seem to be very flat!"

"Sister, are you worrying too much......"

He said that Qi Si was clear, but Qi Si didn't show it, he really didn't have a good way to deal with the current situation, the most important thing was that he didn't know where the plot had developed, and he had no impression of this plot at all.

Looking at Zhang Zijie, who was talking eloquently, Qi Si couldn't help frowning.

And Zhang Zijie didn't seem to notice Qi Si's strangeness, and still continued: "They have no sense of touch or pain, if they are used on the battlefield, then they are definitely national heroes!"

After a pause, Zhang Zijie continued: "I said so much about their characteristics, and if we want to live, we must find ways from these characteristics. ”

Qi Si came back to his senses and asked, "Haven't you thought of any good way?"

"I'm going to tell you my way now, first of all, it's impossible for us to go head-to-head with them, so we're going to draw them away, whether it's on the roof or downstairs, as long as they're still there, it's impossible for us to get out successful......ly!

"The above is just a small part of my plan, if the final plan can be successful, our chances of survival will be greatly improved!" Zhang Zijie said seriously.

"Yes...... What?" Looking at Zhang Zijie's serious expression, everyone became unconsciously serious.

Zhang Zijie looked at Zhang Xuelan slowly, there seemed to be a deep connotation in his melancholy eyes, but Zhang Xuelan started to grow, every time Zhang Zijie despised a person, he looked at people with this kind of eyes, could it be that he was despising me?

"That's ......" Zhang Zijie narrowed his eyes:

"Let this stinky woman take off her high heels when she escapes, it's because of this unlucky pair of high heels that Lao Tzu almost hung up! Yes, as long as this stinky woman takes off her high heels and runs away, our chances of survival will be more than fifty percent!" Zhang Zijie shouted while staring at Zhang Xuelan with puffed eyes, and finally stretched out five fingers exaggeratedly.

"......" the crowd was silent.

"Stinky boy, you bastard, if it wasn't for the old lady who killed that guy, you would have been killed by that guy a long time ago!" Zhang Xuelan grabbed Zhang Zijie's ears, and then burst into foul language.

"Wow, it hurts!"

......

After some fighting, Zhang Zijie sighed and asked, "After we escaped from school, where are you going......?

His words were said to Qi Si and the girl named Ding Xiaoyu, Qi Si was silent, and Ding Xiaoyu replied after Zhang Zijie's voice fell: "I want to go home, my family is in H City, I think there should be no zombies in H City." Me, I want to go over there......"

After speaking, she also lowered her head, and Zhang Xuelan on the side hurriedly comforted her.

Zhang Zijie then asked Qi Si, "Then are you also going home?"

Qi Si said after a while: "No, there is no point in going back now......"

He didn't even know where the original owner's house was, so he went back to be an egg.

Zhang Zijie seemed to sense something, patted Qi Si's shoulder, and said: "Dude, don't worry, think a little more openly! At least for now, we don't know what happened to our family, is it dead or alive? We don't know, but we have to live, only alive can we find them!"

"Hmm. Qi Si nodded noncommittally and asked, "What about you, where are you going?"

Zhang Zijie touched his hair self-deprecatingly and said, "We are better, our family does not live in the province, and our residence is not in the town." If you want, you can live where I sleep, and my sleeping place is very wide!"

After a pause, Zhang Zijie continued: "We still have a task after escaping from the school, that is, to report the current situation to the troops, it is impossible for the police to deal with these humanoid monsters, only the officers and soldiers of the army with real guns and ammunition can fight with them!"

"Which army is coming from our neighborhood?" Zhang Xuelan suddenly interjected.

Zhang Zijie turned his gaze to his sister, who he called an old woman, and slowly said, "No ......"

Hearing this answer, Zhang Xuelan immediately waved her pink fist at Zhang Zijie's head, and in desperation, Zhang Zijie said: "We don't have troops around here, but there is a militia unit over there, and it's actually a prison!"

Zhang Zijie smiled at Zhang Xuelan and said: "Idiot woman, you know! Even if they are militia troops, they are also armed with firearms, as long as there are those real guys, what are these humanoid monsters, one bullet and one head!"

Zhang Xuelan could only grit her teeth at Zhang Zijie, a bastard boy, stared at him viciously, and said: "Stinky boy, how sure are you of the method you just said? You know, there are nearly hundreds of zombies under our rooftop! Whether we can run downstairs is still unknown!"

"It's not very sure, but I can only gamble!" Zhang Zijie waved his hand helplessly.

Zhang Xuelan took a deep breath and said, "You kid is too crazy, otherwise, let's not leave the school, just stay on this rooftop, I think it's safe here!"

Zhang Zijie just wanted to say something sarcastic to her, but Xiaoyu, the girl next to Zhang Xuelan, took it early: "No, Teacher Zhang, have you forgotten, wait for a torrential rain of eighteen or more!

"Blown down by the wind, blown downstairs?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Xuelan immediately got goosebumps, imagining that kind of funny picture in her mind, they were blown downstairs by the wind and fell to their deaths, but the posture of death was surprisingly funny, head down and butt up......

If the posture of death is so ugly, then Zhang Xuelan would rather become a zombie, she shook the goosebumps on her body, and said helplessly: "Is there only one choice for us?"

Zhang Zijie had a teachable expression on his face, and said lightly to Zhang Xuelan: "The basic situation is like this, if we stay on the rooftop, we will definitely not be able to withstand the storm." In other words, we have no way out, and if we want to survive, we have to fight!"

Then, Zhang Zijie looked at the zombie who was struggling on the rooftop stairs, and said coldly: "Next, it's time to verify my plan!"