22. It will be on the shelves at noon tomorrow, starting at 1 pm
a few minutes ago.
After lifting the quilt, Mu Su had a silly smile on his face.
The originally beautiful face was covered with bulging veins, the pupils were opaque, and the sallow complexion was like that of a seriously ill person. The mouth was wide open and roaring, with bloodshot eyes and mucus dripping from the grinned teeth.
"Come on, I can't get off to Dio..." Mu Su looked embarrassed and sadly covered his head again, only then did he feel that the inner shock was lessened.
With a long sigh of relief, Mu Su looked down.
It was wearing a black-edged lace dress, and its slender legs were covered with knee-high cotton socks. The shoes were lost at some point, and the black socks outlined the outline of the slender feet. During the struggle, the dress had been turned up to a position where Medusa could easily be seen.
level. I’m not talking about mood.
Mu Su started to take off his trousers, and got stuck in this ring when taking off his underwear.
He thought about how long can I survive and how similar the situation in the dungeon is to now.
Mu Su was once again annoyed by the game setting of not being able to take off his underwear.
At this moment, a fishy wind rushed from beside him, knocking down Mu Su who was caught off guard.
Mu Su was stunned for a moment, then remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to close the door just now?
The big and bloody mouth bit him, and when Mu Su regained consciousness, he struggled and shouted.
"I haven't touched-"
The teeth tore open the trachea, and the sound stopped suddenly as the blood spurted out.
There wasn't even time to write down who the murderer was for Mu Su.
…
"Have you received the reminder?" Jinghong was playing with a pistol in the back seat of the car.
After Mu Su died and returned, they once again ransacked the gun store and chose to use pistols.
Now heading to the laboratory.
"Well, Mu Su died last time." Shen Hai, who was in the driver's seat, didn't even look back, indicating something. "At least it means that he is not a coward who is hiding."
It’s as if Katyusha with bright red lips has never been heard of.
"What if..." Feng Suiying hesitated: "What if there is no vaccine."
"It's impossible." The talkative Deep Sea said again: "All clues point to the laboratory..."
"What if?" Feng Suiying is just like his appearance, always worried. "We must consider all possibilities."
"Do we need to prevent the spread of the virus?" Shenhai proposed another possibility. "For example, prevent zombies from leaving the laboratory."
Jinghong dismissed: "This is simply impossible. What happened before eight in the morning is an established fact. We cannot change what has happened."
"Tsk."
The deep sea ended with a soft tut, and the car became silent again.
…
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Gunshots were fired one after another, with Katyusha at the head and the three of them rushing into the laboratory office.
Kicking open the utility room door, I saw the scientific researcher resisting a zombie biting him.
Bang!
The gunshot sounded, and blood exploded from the back of the zombie's head, motionless.
Jinghong stepped forward and pushed away the zombies, revealing a scientific researcher in red and white robes who had been shot in the neck.
Several people were speechless, looking up at Katyusha with smoke curling from the muzzle of the gun.
"My hands are slippery," Katyusha said without regret.
Jinghong glanced at the office filled with corpses and sighed: "Let's restart suicide. Who will come?"
Feng Suiying hesitated and said: "Wait a minute, if there is something going on over there at Mu Su..."
"What we do is more important." Jinghong said, but when no one stepped forward, he said, "Then I will do it."
With the muzzle of the gun pressed against his temple, Jinghong took a deep breath, moved his fingers slightly and twitched his cheek.
Jinghong, who didn't move his hands for a while, looked at Katyusha.
"Huh... help me."
The latter raised his hand in response.
Jinghong hurriedly spoke: "Wait--"
Bang--!
He stood up beside the trash can in shock.
Mu Su, whose palms were about to touch the delicate silk feet, sat up on the bed.
…
Bang bang bang!
Gunshots were fired one after another, with Katyusha at the head and the three of them rushing into the office.
Kicking open the utility room door, I saw the scientific researcher resisting a zombie biting him.
To avoid the last tragedy, Jinghong rushed in first and pulled the zombie away, put his gun to his jaw and fired several times.
The scientific researchers gasped and looked at the people at the door in panic: "Are you from the police?"
"Where is the vaccine?" Jinghong saw that there was no injury on his body, so he asked in detail from the beginning.
"There is no vaccine..." He stood up against the wall in shock, his heart beating violently: "The virus was sent to the laboratory last night, and even the name was temporarily given. As a result...what happened outside!"
What did he think of at the end and he shouted anxiously.
Jinghong and the others looked at each other and answered truthfully: "Half the city is infected."
The scientific researchers were stunned and squatted on the ground in despair.
Jinghong asked: "Is there no way to deal with this virus?"
The head buried between the legs shook slightly.
"Let's go and look elsewhere." Seeing that he could no longer get any useful information, Jinghong turned around and said to his companions.
The wind blocking the door and the deep sea turned and walked away.
Snap.
A gun was thrown at the feet of the scientific researcher.
Katyusha didn't look back as she passed by Jinghong, who was looking slightly sideways.
But when everyone was about to leave the office area——
Bang!
Gunfire rang out from behind.
Several people paused in their steps.
"We are going in the wrong direction, this is a dead end."
Jinghong didn't want to think about what happened, and sighed like an appointee: "The virus did break out from here, but we can't get through here."
"Why don't you think about it differently?" Feng Suiying said. "For example, why do we have the ability to look back?"
The stopped team moved forward again, and everyone headed out.
Deep Sea asked: "Because we are players?"
"It's not that we can go back because we are players. It's that we are players because we can go back."
What Feng Suiying said was difficult to pronounce. It took time to understand what he meant, and Jinghong thought thoughtfully: "You mean... the key to clearing the level lies with us?"
"If...I mean if, I'm not sure if it's correct..." Feng Suiying's voice gradually became quieter, and he saw that Katyusha was gradually losing her patience.
He calmed down and said again: "For example, we play the main role of a TV series in real life. The first episode of the TV series is about the outbreak of a crisis, and we are required to play the protagonist and struggle on the first day of the end... Looking back in time may be the 'director'
Dissatisfied with the plot development, such as the death of the protagonist played by the player. I wonder if this is possible: we need to start a wonderful first episode, and then the director will pass it to the second day.”
Feng Suiying's expression was as chaotic as ever, barely understandable.
"Weird idea." Jinghong said, thinking about the possibilities.
Feng Suiying scratched his head: "I tried the nightmare difficulty once before, and it was a bit similar to this..."
Jinghong stopped in front of the glass door and reached out to push it: "We can verify it."
