Bai Buzhi felt that the blood all over his body was cold. He stared at the hand as if he wanted to burn it with his gaze.

He doesn't have the strength of Qin Zhiyuan, nor does he have the skills of Lin Lan. If it really wants to be against him, he can only fight to the death.

Just as he silently clenched his fists, another voice came from outside.

The voice was just as muffled as the monster's, it sounded like a whimper, and Bai couldn't understand what it was saying.

But fortunately, after the sound came, the monster standing in front of him lowered the sheet, and then it straightened up and shouted in reply. The thing outside screamed again at the sound, and the monster in the room walked out.

It wasn't until the thing walked down the hallway and even the footsteps disappeared around the corner that Bai Buzhi's tense body relaxed.

He gasped for breath sharply, realizing that he had forgotten to breathe at all, that the clothes behind his back were already soaked with sweat, and that there was a dull pain in the soles of his feet—because he was running in slippers.

But this is not the time to rest.

It should be its own kind that called the monster away from the door, who knows how many of them there are, and whether they will come back three times to relive the old dream with him.

Bai picked up a corner of the sheet cautiously, made sure that there was nothing else in the room, and there was no outside the door, and found a button next to the door that should control the switch of the door, and then carefully got out under the bed, reached out and pressed it.

The door closed slowly.

The heart of Bai Ignorance can be regarded as truly letting go this time.

It's not that he doesn't want to escape Site-4, but he can see clearly in the plaza just now, there are quite a few horrible things, and going out now is no different from giving away someone's head.

For now, he still needs to figure out what is going on.

He reflexively came back to check the room.

This is presumably a room that exists as a guard monitoring room, and the room is full of monitors, which appear to show actual shots of various locations inside Site-4.

Bai Buzhi glanced at those pictures, and instantly his scalp was numb and his hairs stood on end.

The things that exist like the zombies in this site are not just the two he encountered?

The display screen was clearly photographed, and there were dozens of monsters roaming the corridor and roaming the room!

What kind of umbrella company is this Chinese branch!

And they're not attacking each other, quite a few are walking side by side!

This is not good news for Bai Zhizhi.

If these things are not monolithic, but there is some kind of internal strife, then he can also use his wisdom to fight with strength. But now that the monsters are friendly with each other and in unison, he will be eaten by them when he goes out. Maybe they will give each other a humility before eating, and give the better part of his body to the monster with bad teeth......

Bai Buzhi wrote down this section, and continued to look at the things on the desktop, there was a work diary, and the things written in it were very simple, that is, the date, plus a few words of description.

He flipped through the pages.

"Didn't sprout."

"Didn't sprout."

"Didn't sprout."

Different people's handwriting is mechanical and consistent.

What does it mean to be "not germinated"? Do these people feed people as plants? So what sprouted was the bunch of stuff on the screen? can

It's something that sprouts and grows, and even they themselves have to retreat and evacuate urgently! If there is no perfect possibility of suppression, why would these mad scientists open Pandora's box?

Who exactly is the gardener? Why do you do such a thing?

Also, what is it that is raised like this?

Countless questions echoed in Bai Buzhi's mind, but no one or anything could provide him with answers.

He continued to look at the screen, and that's when he realized that it really was some kind of lab or something...... Because every part of it is being monitored.

It's all being monitored, which means that there are no dead ends.

When a monster disappears at the edge of one of the small screens, it will inevitably appear in the other frame.

Bai Buzhi took a deep breath and observed the picture. There are indeed no dead ends, but the pictures are not normally connected like the map, but are disrupted - for example, the entrance screen is not next to the "monitoring room" but the "second-floor greenhouse".

Fortunately, this is not a big problem for Bai Buzhi. After a few minutes of looking at the screen, he had used the images to roughly piece together a map of the entire interior of the building in the surveillance.

It's a two-story building, and the security measures don't meet the basic requirements of any country for a biological laboratory.

If, as Bai Buzhi imagined, they were using a "virus", then with this hardware condition, it would be simply blind for God not to leak out.

He had to run out or no one would reveal it to the outside world. If the virus spreads outside, the results will be dire.

Bai Buzhi continued to look at the picture, trying to find some pattern in it at this time - if these monsters were afraid of garlic or white or something, he might still have a show.

But things didn't go as he expected.

It's not that these things are fearless, but that I don't know that some monsters sit on the ground or even lie down as they walk.

He narrowed his eyes in confusion, he couldn't see anything in the picture that affected their vitality, could it be something like smell that could not be conveyed in the picture?

He couldn't help but lean forward to see better.

There was no answer, and after the initial exclamation, Bai Buzhi realized that the percentage of them listless was actually much higher than he had imagined. There are indeed a lot of monsters in the picture, but many of them are not moving.

Why? Bai doesn't know how to think.

In fact, he had a bad answer in his heart.

Like a classic horror movie, you need to pass the virus on to others so that you can live longer. If you can't find a new home, you're dead.

While this is not scientific at all from a biological point of view, science has long since ceased to exist.

That's why they followed him so eagerly, in order to turn him into his kind.

Bai Buzhi's heart sank little by little. It was true that these things were wilted, but he didn't find any problems, so should he wait until the next morning to see if they would see the light die?

But there are no windows in this building, so no light can enter. The lighting is provided by incandescent lamps, which is probably something that the designers have thought of a long time ago.

But what was he going to do?

Will some clever monster discover that this is the only door in the entire building?

How long can the door hold them? Will the outside stuff come in again?

Crucially, he remembers...... What did the gardener's message say......

"The estimated completion time is 12 o'clock tonight", after 12 o'clock, what will happen?

couldn't think of a way to break the game, so Bai Buzhi scratched his head in pain.

But at this moment, he inadvertently moved his gaze to the screen, only to find that in the "monitoring room" where he was, an unexpected thing was revealed in the corner of the monitoring screen.

It was a face.