Jiang Mantian stared at the zombie group, and quickly swiped some inferential data about zombies in his mind.

Strength: 2~3 times that of an average adult.

Speed: 1.2 times that of the average adult.

Agility: Equivalent to 0.6 times that of the average adult.

Visual acuity: 30 meters.

Visual principle: infrared-like thermal imaging.

Hearing: Faint.

Sense of smell: faint.

Pain: None.

Body temperature: cold-blooded.

Proportion of body fat: less than 3%.

Body moisture content: less than 10%.

......

Jiang Mantian's mind was suddenly shocked, and the moisture content was less than 10%?

Less than 10% moisture content?

If he remembers correctly, the moisture content of dry firewood that has been placed for a long time is about 12%~15%.

In the south, the moisture content of dry timber is generally around 15%, and in the north, the moisture content of dry timber is much lower, generally around 12%.

Everyone knows that dry wood with a moisture content of 12% is very good for fire.

And zombies with a water content of less than 10% can be ignited directly?

Thinking of this, Jiang Mantian excitedly shouted: "Who has a lighter? Who has a lighter? Quickly light it for me!"

Most of everyone's attention was focused on the battle in the front hall, and they didn't understand what Jiang Mantian meant for a while.

Could it be that at such a desperate moment, he still wants to smoke?

At this time, in the hall, Lu Yan waved his table legs to protect his chest, and suddenly felt some burning pain in his buttocks, and when he looked down, it turned out that his pants were on fire!

"Who the lit the fire? Can you be careful? Lao Tzu, these clothes were found from the ruins with great difficulty!"

Lu Yan jumped up and slapped his ass to extinguish the fire, and scolded angrily: "At the critical moment, can you not drop the chain?

"Do you still need to ruin your appearance?" Zhang Ziwu sneered.

"Fuck, I knew it was your kid who ordered it! When did you smoke it! Hurry up and leave some for me, go back and smoke slowly!" Lu Yan hurriedly slapped his ass and the hem of his clothes, but the fire not only did not go out, but burned more and more, and he panicked, and rolled on the ground, rolling all over his body, but the fire was still not extinguished, and the clothes on his body were almost burned.

Only then did he find that the fire had burned so much that he didn't feel any burns at all. He looked left and right to see that there were no zombies, rushed to a nearby sofa, peeled off the sofa skin, and wrapped key parts of his body. Unexpectedly, the sofa was touched by his hands, and it was also on fire, the flames were high, the black smoke choked, and the zombies close to him roared and retreated.

"Zombies are afraid of fire!"

Zhang Ziwu was so excited that his voice changed tone: "Hurry up and ignite the fire! Lu Yanni, fuck it and leave your ass alone! Light the fire first!"

Lu Yan, who was on fire all over his body, also reacted at this time, tore off the burning sofa skin, threw it around, and set fire to the rest of the sofa and table.

The dozens of zombies driven by Zhang Ziwu had been torn apart by other zombies at this time. The repulsed zombies gathered again, and were about to carry out a new round of attacks, when they were shocked by the light of the fire.

The zombies who accidentally touched the flames actually burned quickly like dry firewood, and the burning zombies rushed into the zombie group, causing more zombies to burn.

After the second line of defense, everyone had already found a lot of flammable materials in accordance with Jiang Mantian's order, ignited them and threw them at the zombies, the zombies squeaked and retreated, one stop faster than the speed when they rushed in, and after a while, all the zombies who rushed into the north hall retreated, and those who didn't have time to leave were pushed into the fire by everyone with tables and stools, and burned into ashes.

The north hall was originally very spacious, but after the fire was lit, the unpleasant smell of burnt protein was everywhere, and the smoke choked people with coughs and tears.

"Nima, I knew that zombies were afraid of fire, and a bottle of gasoline would do it!

If I had known that there would be an earthquake, everyone would have escaped, and there would have been no zombies!"

Although everyone was choked by the smoke and coughed, the rest of their lives after the catastrophe were indescribable relief and luck.

The impact of the zombies, there were more than 700 students who died, and the corpses were scattered and piled up in the north hall, bloody and terrifying, and miserable. The confrontation was fierce just now, and most people didn't feel anything, but now when they stopped, they saw the hall full of blood, internal organs, and digestive matter like Shura's hell, and the nose was full of turbid, oppressive, and unpleasant fishy smells, and if they could control it and not vomit out their stomachs, they could be counted as men.

And Lu Yan, the first hero who drove away the zombies, had new troubles at this time. He had already figured out that the fire on his pants and clothes just now was not set on fire by someone else, but by himself.

Spontaneous combustion, what is this thing?

If you can't catch fire on your body in the future, won't you have to be bare all day long? Where can you find so many clothes to change? Naked, what face do you have to soak in sister paper?

The zombies withdrew from the North Hall, and Jiang Mantian immediately ordered the first line of defense to be reorganized, and at the same time let the Thirteenth Regiment clean up the scene simply and quickly.

The human remains are temporarily stacked on both sides of the hall, and we will think about it later. Now that the storm has stopped, and the cosmic rays have decreased, there is no need to worry about them turning into zombies again.

The zombie stumps that have not yet burned out are pushed out of the door and continue to be burned, and the burning fire can also block the zombies outside from coming in again.

Among the three squads that fought against zombies, He Dali, Zhang Ziwu, and Lu Yan contributed the most, consumed the most, and their bodies were extremely weak, and they couldn't even walk normally.

He Tingting once taught He Dali an elective course for a semester, and he was considered to have shared hardships in the sandstorm, and felt his courage when resisting the zombies, so he took the initiative to help He Dali go upstairs to rest with a few students.

When He Dali saw He Tingting again, he always felt that something was not right, and secretly looked at it several times, but he didn't find a clue.

He Tingting noticed his gaze, brushed his hair, and said generously: "Look at the stairs carefully, don't fall!"

He Dali looked at He Tingting's radiant snow-white face, and suddenly realized that the strangeness of He Tingting was that after she experienced such a chaotic scene just now, her whole body was still neat and clean, and there was no blood and dust at all.

Although she has never been on the front line and has not had direct contact with zombies, it is obviously extremely abnormal to be neat and clean like this. If I'm not mistaken, when she first entered the gymnasium to escape the sandstorm, she was covered in sand and dirt!

Could it be that the filth on the body will disappear automatically?

"Teacher He, are you taking a bath?" He Dali felt that He Tingting's body seemed to be shrouded in a soft light, completely isolating her from this dirty world.

"Where do I take a bath?"

He Tingting smiled brightly and said, "You can really think about it!"

He Dali smiled and didn't ask any more.

A few people came to the second floor and sat down in an open space.

He Tingting took out two tissues from his handbag and said, "Your face is full of blood, I'll wipe it for you!"

"No, a little blood, it's fine!" He Dali habitually reached out and wiped it on his face, but the blood stains not only did not erase them, but they appeared more.