Eddie took a deep breath that seemed to drain the air from the room, and before he could even scream, the great fear and survival instinct drove him to run in the opposite direction.

There were two doors in the ward, and the spider scurried out of the front door, and Eddie could run to the back door, and he rushed out of the door, rushing into the hallway, only to find two zombies at the end of the hallway and around the corner of the stairs.

Knowing that going down the stairs was no fun, Eddie simply rushed into the opposite room, closed the door, then locked the door, and turned his head to see the large cabinet placed on the wall.

Eddie dragged the cabinet over against the door with all his strength, and the spider monster refused to give up, knocking on the door with two obviously alienated front legs.

Eddie wasn't afraid that it would smash the door, spiders weren't good at doing this kind of thing in terms of size, although this spider was big, it wasn't too big to be exaggerated, and the heavy tin cabinet wouldn't have a problem resisting it for a while.

But what worries Eddie the most is that the sound of its knock on the door will attract the zombies at the end of the hallway, and even the zombies on the entire floor.

This hospital is located in the suburbs of New York, Eddie has never been to it, but from the basic facilities, it can be seen that this is a fairly old hospital, so the inpatient department is not big, and if it is allowed to knock like this, zombies will definitely break in.

Eddie stood in the room and scanned the area, and he saw that it was supposed to be the doctor's office on duty, the room was about a third the size of a hospital room, with a large cabinet and a large desk taking up most of the area.

The curtains of the office were ajar, and Eddie walked up quickly to pull the curtains open, and to his great surprise, there was a tree outside the window, and there was nothing under it, so he could escape the damn hospital if he jumped from the window to the tree.

Eddie glanced back at the door, he clearly heard the footsteps of the zombies getting closer and closer, although he could not get used to jumping out of the window in his life, but at the moment of life and death, the desire to survive obviously overcame fear, and he pushed the window open hard.

But when the curtains opened, the bright moonlight shone in, allowing Eddie to see a newspaper on the desk before turning his head back.

As a journalist is accustomed to, Eddie's gaze lingers on it for two or three seconds, and then he is drawn to the picture of the front page headline, a huge purple cloud in the sky, and then something falls from above.

Time was of the essence, and Eddie couldn't afford to read the newspaper slowly, so he lunged up, shoved the newspaper into his arms, took a deep breath, and jumped out the window.

Although Eddie couldn't climb a tree, it was not difficult to grab everything he could in his panic, and he managed to hang himself from one branch of the big tree, and then stretched out his feet to reach the other shorter branch with all his strength.

Little by little, Eddie felt tears welling up in his eyes as he moved himself down little by little, and his feet landed on the ground again.

This is a strange adventure for a person with a fear of heights, and he actually got out of trouble from a place as high as the eighth floor through this method?!

But he didn't have time to be happy at all, and he couldn't stand on the commanding heights to overlook the zombies, which meant that every enemy here was a dark thunder to him, and it was difficult to avoid it in advance.

And the zombies in this universe are simply decathlon, fast, powerful, and difficult to kill, and they are not as stupid as they are portrayed in various zombie film and television dramas, and occasionally divide labor and cooperate.

I can't run away, I can't beat him, Eddie now understands why there are zombies everywhere he looks, I'm afraid that the time for human resistance is very short, and now there are doubts about whether there are survivors, Eddie is pessimistic about this.

But compared to "how to go", "where to go" is also a big problem, normally speaking, you should first find a safe base, but in this case it is unlikely that there will be a place that is completely safe, you can only take one step at a time.

At this time, Eddie remembered the newspaper he got from the duty room, and he took the somewhat wrinkled newspaper out of his arms, only then did he see what was written on it, and the front page headline was printed with a line of large letters, "UFO landing in New York Center, alien visit or secret military experiment?" ”

Eddie frowned and read the entire report as quickly as he could, but as in every issue of the Global Times, all the highlights were in the headline, and the text was not nutritious.

Fortunately, the reporter at least explained the time and place of the UFO's fall, and Eddie calculated according to the date in the newspaper that the UFO fell about 20 days ago, and the crash site was in New York's Central Park.

Eddie himself has a strong curiosity, he very much wants to know if the zombie outbreak is related to the fall of the UFO, and he thinks that if Schiller also arrives in this universe, he will definitely follow the news to Central Park, and then he can ask Schiller what is going on.

Schiller was crouching in the ventilation duct at this time.

The Stark Building's ventilation ducts are quite advanced and have a lot of space, and there is no small space above the vents, which can even allow an adult male to squat in them.

Schiller had a round-bottomed flask in his hand, and he opened the hood of the vent and threw the round-bottomed flask down.

With a "bang", the flask shattered completely, and the witch, who was kneeling on the ground and crying, suddenly stood up like crazy and rushed towards the sound.

This was the other end of the power distribution room, and the witch had almost to cross the room before rushing over, and just as she was frantically waving her claws and screaming and rushing towards it, a figure slipped quietly into the power distribution room.

About ten minutes ago, Stark told Schiller about his plan, which was simply to get a sound out of the ventilation duct on the compartment from the upper floor, and the other to get the battery.

Normally, Stark would have made the noise and Schiller infiltrated, but Stark would have gone crazy at the mention of Schiller's approach to the witch.

Another reason Schiller agreed to this arrangement was that no one knew whether the battery had electricity or not.

It stands to reason that the backup batteries in the power distribution room of the Stark Building must have electricity, but no one can guarantee that everything will be as usual in this situation, so in case there is no power, only Stark knows where the battery is charged in the power distribution room and what interface is used.

Their luck was good, all the batteries were charged, and the sound of the flask shattering attracted the witch for a moment, and Stark took out four batteries.

Stark Industries' batteries are certainly not ordinary batteries, and although they are not Ark reactors, they can adjust various output modes.

Stark adjusted the battery briefly, made a simple cage with the wires he found upstairs, and then lured the ghost out with his body, and it didn't take long to lure the hanged ghost into the cage and turn it off with electricity.

After the ghost was in the cage and locked up, all that was left was a misty phantus, looking a bit like a mirage, Stark turned to look at Schiller and asked, "How are you going to eat it?" ”

Schiller answered him with movements, he stood in front of the cage door, reached out and grabbed it the moment the power was cut off, opened his mouth and bit down.

A scream that hit the auditory nerve echoed in Stark's mind, and Stark felt like he had been punched in the head.

But Schiller grabbed the hazy phantom and devoured it one bite after another, Stark wanted to get closer to observe the phantom, and the next second he almost bit off his finger.

He withdrew his hand with a "whoosh", and Schiller took back his murderous gaze and continued to concentrate on eating, the shadow was not big, and it was finished in dozens of seconds.

Schiller wiped his mouth, looked at Stark and said, "I'm still hungry." ”

Seeing the appetite still strong in Schiller's eyes, Stark couldn't say no, so he could only say, "Okay, then let's catch another one, let's catch that female ghost." ”

In less than ten minutes, the female ghost also entered Schiller's belly, and then followed by the clown ghost, the old lady ghost, the child ghost, the headless ghost, and the drowned ghost......

After about half an hour, Stark held out a finger to Schiller and said, "The last one, this must be the last one!" Schiller, we still have business to do, we need to save Spider-Man! ”

Schiller stared at him for half a minute, Stark was used to this kind of gaze, Schiller just used this focused gaze to break one "last" promise after another, and this time he resolutely did not waver.

Half a minute later, Schiller could only look away and nodded reluctantly, then he swallowed again and said, "That alien ......"

Stark sighed helplessly and said, "We can catch it and eat it on the way, but you have to make sure not to nibble on anything else while we move!" ”

Schiller's eyes fell on the row of tooth marks in front of the cage door.

Schiller nodded very reluctantly, as if the meal had brought him back to his senses a little, so just as Stark was about to hunt ghosts again, he spoke.

"Do you know where Spider-Man is?"

"You know what?"

Schiller shook his head and said, "But when I was walking through the ventilation duct just now, I saw a newspaper headline in one of my offices that said something had fallen on New York's Central Park. ”

"Very well, then let's go there, but the first step is to find a car."

"Aren't you going to make a suit?"

Stark sighed and said: "Now there are only two possibilities, either the Iron Man of this world is dead, or he is also turned into a zombie, I prefer the second option, then the system of our random use of Stark Mansion may be discovered by him." ”

"Why the second one?"

Stark's hand paused for a moment, then he lowered his eyes to what he was fiddling with and said, "I never told Peter how much courage he had. ”

"I didn't tell him, but I always charged ahead, and I had to expose myself to danger before anyone else, because I knew I didn't have the courage to be the last to die."

"I can't watch all my friends die in front of me." Stark clenched the item in his hand tightly, gritted his teeth, and said, "I don't dare to assume what I will do then, I know that I am not a pure and good person, so I am especially afraid of power." ”

"Even now, I may choose to accept my fate in the face of this situation, because if I am the last one to be sober, I may not think of salvation, but ...... Total destruction. ”

"But Spider-Man won't." Stark raised his eyes, his eyes flashing with an inexplicable light, and he said, "No matter how sad and painful, he will always choose to save." ”

Stark raised his eyes again and looked at Schiller and said.

"He saves people, and I save him, because they don't know how many times they have used their company or even existence to save me who wants to choose destruction in the lonely night, and save this world that is about to be destroyed."

"So even though you are like a ghost possessed by Schiller, there was a moment when you made him give up destruction and choose to save him, and all this is what you deserve."

Schiller looked at him in silence for a moment before he spoke, "Then, give me the food I deserve." ”

I said this is a daily chapter, do you believe it?