Volume Two, The First Floor. Doomsday Chapter 47. Test
Without waiting for Tang Ling to respond, Meng Ling grabbed her arm and dragged her away from her seat.
Her legs hit the corner of the chair, her knees jerked, and a numb feeling spread throughout her body. Tang Ling almost knelt on the ground, but before she could stand up, her whole body was forcefully dragged forward.
With almost no resistance, the unshakable force on her arm brought her to the car door. The fierce wind roared, blowing Tang Ling's hair away, making her unable to open her eyes.
"Later, find the white octagon on the ground. Once you stand on it, don't run around."
Tang Ling, who was still resisting the painful force in her hand, felt Meng Ling approaching quietly, whispered into her ear, and before she could understand the meaning of Meng Ling's words, she grabbed her
As soon as the strength of his arms loosened, his whole body fell uncontrollably towards the outside of the car.
Meng Ling stood in front of the car door and looked at her condescendingly. Zhao Qingsong in the driver's seat waved goodbye to her gracefully, gradually getting further and further away.
The fragile body suddenly fell to the hard ground, rolling uncontrollably at the speed of inertia. The soft flesh rubbed against the rough ground, scratching the skin, and fresh blood seeped out from the wound, leaving deep marks on the ground.
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My whole body was in pain, so painful that I couldn't help crying.
The best way for half-grown children to deal with pain is to vent.
But now that the world with fairy tale background is torn apart, they can't give them a chance to vent.
Tang Ling bit her lips tightly, her teeth sinking into her flesh. Tears kept washing away the dust on her face. The screams in her throat were blocked in her mouth. Only a small part squeezed out from between her teeth and she moaned.
She couldn't speak out, as her mother said, Tang Ling was a brave child.
In the dark night, nine-year-old Tang Ling lay trembling on the cold and hard ground, sobbing softly.
"Roar……"
In the dim space, a familiar roar came once again, noisy footsteps echoed in an unknown distance, and a child's shrill cry also came. Tang Ling lay on the ground, raised her head, and looked around in fear.
Look at.
White octagon.
What Meng Ling said in the car flashed through her mind. Tang Ling wiped the tears from her face, put her hands on the ground, and slowly sat up.
My whole body hurts, no part of me is feeling well.
Tang Ling sniffed. The clothes on her body were wrinkled and clinging to her body. There were small tears everywhere, and the thin threads of the cloth were stuck to the sticky and fuzzy wounds, which made her feel numb and painful.
In the empty, dark space with no trace of light, where can you see traces of white on the deep and shallow black ground?
She almost forced herself to stand up. Tang Ling never knew that her body was so heavy. The heavy body could not move flexibly. Tang Ling stood in the dark space, not knowing which direction to go.
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The zombies around him continued to howl, getting closer and closer, but still disappeared.
Tang Ling was walking aimlessly on this land. Before she could move a few steps, a strong light hit her. The intense light stimulated her and she couldn't open her eyes for a while. She closed them for a long time before she got used to it a little, and then she opened her eyes tentatively.
After opening her eyes, Tang Ling could clearly see where she was.
Similar to the scene of parking an airplane, there is an empty flat land with nothing. A group of fragile children stand on this land, at a loss. The iron fence surrounding the flat land is constantly being beaten by zombies, making a crackling sound, and is crumbling.
, is about to collapse, and the zombies controlled by appetite are extremely hungry. More and more of the same kind are attracted, and follow their companions to rush into the shaky iron fence. The "lambs" inside the fence are waiting for them to enjoy.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!"
The sound of the beating became more and more intense, and the loss became more and more crazy. The half-grown children had never seen such a grand scene. They all stood there and cried in panic, doing their best to keep themselves standing.
Tang Ling was also frightened by this scene and stayed in place until a gap opened in the iron net. From this breakthrough, the crack became bigger and bigger. Finally, the unbearable iron net collapsed suddenly, and the victims in the front row rushed to it.
He fell to the ground, and before he could stand up, he was trampled under the feet of his companions behind him. All the zombies rushed in, rushing madly towards the group of living creatures without any obstacles.
"Ahhh!"
The little boy who was closest to the loss had no time to escape. He was so frightened that he had already collapsed on the ground. An inexplicable liquid flowed out from under his pants. A foul smell further stimulated the zombies' animalistic nature, and they swarmed around him.
Then, they directly surrounded the little boy and did not give him a chance to call for help. The child who had no time to escape was drowned in the zombies, and the screams that were half uttered in his mouth stopped.
Then came the second child, then the third child...
No longer able to stand there and wait for death, the other children finally realized how to escape under the impact of this cruel scene. Everyone ignored the pain in their bodies and rushed forward desperately.
In the longing for life, no matter how severe the pain, you can turn a blind eye.
White octagon, white octagon...
As Tang Ling ran, she couldn't stop thinking silently in her heart, her eyes darting towards the ground.
Where!
On the black ground, a white octagonal pattern is printed on it. Covered by various dust and dirt, it looks ordinary.
Tang Ling rushed over excitedly and stepped on the octagonal pattern. The pattern was so small that Tang Ling's feet occupied two-thirds of the area when she stepped on the pattern.
Nothing happened.
But nothing happened?
how come?
Tang Ling looked at the pattern under her feet uneasily. She stood on the spot and turned around several times and stamped her feet several times. However, the octagon under her feet still showed no change. She stepped on it several times again without belief, but still no reaction.
What I thought was a life-saving straw turned out to be useless.
"Roar!"
Tang Ling, who was still thinking about the pattern under her feet, froze, and a chill ran down her spine. She slowly turned her head, and a figure not far away from her was staring at her eagerly. It was wearing casual clothes.
The clothes had become tattered and hung loosely on its body. The skin under the strands of cloth was pale and strangely white. The gray eyes stared at the frightened Tang Ling for a moment, and drool dripped from the corners of her mouth.
on the ground.
Then, it roared, stretched out its hands, and rushed towards Tang Ling.
Tang Ling just stood there blankly, watching the blood-stained mouth getting closer and closer to her, and the breath of death gradually came closer to her.
Finally, there was a "pop", blocking the outside of the glass. The blood slowly slid along the lines of the smooth glass and fell to the ground. Only an obvious blood mark was left on the clean and transparent glass.
