Chapter 11: Spread of despair

At eight in the morning, the sky was bright.
This is the second day that Qi Yan fled back to the dormitory and the third day that the dormitory was under siege. Like Song Fei's classmates who were in the dorms at the beginning, they consumed a lot of energy and energy. It was not only 440 that needed food.
The early bird catches the worms. I saw the classmates all over the building, some of them were as fast as lightning, some of them were struggling, and many more were preparing for valgus, and Some just turned out and found out that they really couldn't do it and then used it again.
If at ordinary times, this kind of scenery is definitely worth sitting down and nibbling on melon seeds, but now, Qi Yan, Song Fei and Qiao Siqi are standing on the balcony, looking at the bustling and even some funny scenes, leaving only fear And trembling. After the lights were turned off last night, those chats encouraged each other as if they were soap bubbles. In front of such a doomsday scene that you could even touch your hands at such a close distance, you could not bear a blow.
Yes, the end.
The three people do n’t know how the outside world has become now. Perhaps the corpse tide is still frequent, or the situation may have been controlled, but no matter what kind, they are careless and unable to take care of it. They were less than twenty. When they got up, the whole world was big enough to fly into outer space, but they landed on the ground more often. The world was so small that only this campus remained.
What I see is everything.
In the weekdays, I can talk about which beautiful girl classmates in the art academy are. I can kick the students who crawled under him to stumble, and the blood flowing slowly reddened the original color. On the asphalt road, the three of them couldn't think of any end, which was more cruel and hopeless than this.
"Either ... forget it." Song Fei subconsciously grabbed Qi Yan's clothes and tried not to let him take risks again.
Qiao Siqi did not speak, he looked at the classmates lying downstairs there. The classmate fell badly, but still had a breath, his body twitched, and he looked like he was no longer able to climb hard. Several mutants seemed to smell the smell, and a swarm of bees rushed out of the dormitory building. The classmate had no chance of struggling. In a flash, he died. The face was eaten with blood and flesh, and the body was ripped open, just like the antelope preyed by the big cats in the animal world, which became a lifeless meal.
This kind of bridge is put into a zombie movie with a refurbishment, let alone □□, there are doubts about whether it is eligible to be on the scene.
But it is real.
Qiao Siqi swears that the most disgusting, bloodiest and most horrible zombie movie he has ever seen is not as terrible as this.
Qi Yan gave Song Fei a "reassuring" look and pulled the clothes out of his hand: "Be prepared for the thought, and the harvest may not be too much."
Qiao Siqi recovered, quickly came over and shook his head: "Food is not important, safety first."
Song Fei also means this, and immediately echoed: "If you can't do it, just withdraw and hurry back, we still have a lot of points."
Qi Yan smiled. He looked at Qiao Siqi, at this moment he was one arm away from the other side, and at Song Fei, at this moment he was only half an arm away from the other side. He lowered his eyes and pondered for a long while, Qi Yan's heart crossed, and directly overwhelmed Song Fei and gnawed at the other person's mouth.
Song Fei was stupid.
Qiao Siqi looks crazy.
Release Song Fei, Qi Yan said nothing, stepped on the edge of the balcony, and jumped into the balcony next door. The balcony door next door was half open, and the dormitory door was wide open. There was a mess in the dormitory, and there was blood stains on the ground. Qi Yan didn't dare to stay, immediately stepped on the edge and jumped into the next door. At the moment he landed, the mutant who had rushed in on the balcony where he stood before. Qi Yan faced them across the balcony. They were two greasy and anxious faces, because Qi Yan could not be reached, and his straight arms waved anxiously.
Qi Yan jumped two balconies one after another at the fastest speed, and finally came to 437, then began to climb up.
440 On the balcony, there are two silly people.
Qi Yan was so enthusiastic last time, but also traced back to the first time the two rolled sheets. After that, the enthusiasm ceased, and getting along with each other became a lip service.
"How does it feel?" The first reaction came from Joskey. He swallowed a slobber and asked for advice.
Song Fei after a while, raised his lips: "Not bad."
Qiao Siqi: "If the male lead comes to the female lead in the TV series for a while, he usually can't come back."
Song Fei: "..."
This classmate Song hopes that classmate Qiao will never come back, and the classmate Qi Yan has climbed into the balcony of 637. The reason why he is obsessed with drinking water is that he feels that in this situation, he can be as safe as possible. Moreover, the left and right are search dormitory, and the search for one more heats quickly, without delay.
But he didn't expect that there was someone in 637.
According to Qiao Siqi, he forgot to bring the key, and another roommate was not there. He ran to the fourth floor and ran to the fourth floor and was rescued by Song Fei. But in front of 637, there were no more than three, exactly three people, one tall and strong, one short and fat, and one tall and short stalk.
At first, Qi Yan thought that he was a mutant, almost scared to flee, but soon he found out that it was not a mutant but a human. So he thought he was Joskey's roommate until he saw these people rudely turning over the box.
Is not a mutant or a roommate of Joskey, just like myself, I searched the dormitory.
Qi Yan didn't dare to enter the house hurriedly, so he stood on the balcony and waited quietly not far away.
The three people in the room were very involved, and they didn't see him at all. Until they finally found that there was nothing to eat in the room at all, in one breath, they kicked the stool with a tall and strong foot and raised their heads, only to see Qi Yan.
"Who? Standing there silently like a dead man!"
Qi Yan smiled friendly, and the faint voice sounded impassive: "I want to find something to eat."
"Don't look for it, Mao doesn't have it!" The man hummed out of the balcony, came to Qi Yan, looked at him from top to bottom, searching like a searchlight.
Three-to-one right now, there is no benefit from hard contact, Qi Yan immediately proves himself innocent, patting his clothes and trouser pockets vigorously.
"Fuck!" The man was frustrated by nothing and he quickly turned to the balcony next door.
The next two quickly followed.
638 seems to be unsafe, because the three quickly jumped into 639. Qi Yan watched as they smashed the glass of the balcony sliding door directly at 639 and swung in.
He frowned slightly and flashed into 637.
The house is already in disarray. What I know is that it has been searched by my classmates, but I do n’t know I thought it was copied by a robber. Qi Yan went straight to Qiao Siqi's closet and found the woolen coat he was talking about. He felt the heat quickly in the dark pocket on the side of the dress.
High-power appliances are like hermits, small hidden in the wild, big hidden in the city.
Put it hot in a zippered clothes pocket, Qi Yan looked around, and finally gave up searching again . Qiao Siqi said that they still have some food in the dormitory, and now this food should have helped other students.
Turned back to the 637 balcony, Qi Yan wondered what to do next. He was originally planning to go down 637, 636, 635 all the way, but looking at the posture of the three men just now, it was clear that they had been swept almost by them ... Qi Yan narrowed his eyes, thought a little, and had an idea.
He crept into 638 balcony, Qi Yan did not dare to stay, and jumped into 639 quickly. At the moment when he got up, Yu Guangli accidentally saw the 638 door of the dormitory that was wide open, faintly, and also swept the mutant figure flashing at the door.
639's balcony sliding door has been smashed, most of the broken glass entered the house, a small part was splashed on the balcony, and Qi Yan stepped on his foot, making a weak creaking noise.
Qi Yan's original plan was to go directly to 640 without staying, so that he could grab three people and search the dormitories after 640. But when he turned to prepare for the next jump, Yu Guang suddenly swept into the 639 room, empty.
This situation caught Qi Yan by surprise, and when he thought about it, he came to understand that it was estimated that there was nothing in 639, and the gang quickly went to 640.
Qi Yan was a little annoyed. At this speed, he didn't wait for him to grab in front of the gang, and the others had wiped out the entire six floors. Originally there were few dormitory rooms behind 640.
Otherwise, just give up the sixth floor to the fifth floor?
Qi Yan thought while looking out from the balcony to see if the competition on the fifth floor was fierce.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stretched his head out, he heard a "boom!"
Qi Yan was caught off guard, almost scared and almost planted. He wanted to listen carefully to his ear, but the voice was even more anxious than him.
"Fuck!"
"Oh shit!"
"I go to your mother!"
The curse at hand, mixed with chaotic fighting sounds.
Qi Yan narrowed his eyes hurriedly, it was the voices of those three people, 640!
Obviously, the three people who were taking their own steps were in trouble.
Qi Yan's thin lips twitch into a straight line, seemingly indifferent.
Save or not?
"Qi Yan--"
The concern of classmate Johns came from the wind.
"What are you doing stupidly, move!"
Qi Yan rolled his eyes and was too lazy to take care of him, but suddenly a lightbulb came up from his head to tell him how he had been sent to the house by Song Fei when he was sent to the house. The balance of the heart gradually became inclined.
Qi Yan is an activist who thinks about it and does it. After making up his mind, he no longer drags, finds the fruit knife hidden in his waist, opens the folding blade, clenches, and jumps into the 640 balcony. The moment I touched the ground, I rushed into the house ...
"Let you not give it, I fuck!"
Then he petrified.
The scene in 640 is completely beyond Qi Yan's expectations.
The door of the dormitory is tightly closed, there are no mutations, some are only four classmates, three are standing, one is lying on the ground, and the typical siege composition.
Instant noodles were scattered all over the place. Two bags had been crushed in the chaos, and the cake residue was everywhere.
The people on the ground had given up their resistance, curled up there with their heads held, the white down jacket had been kicked gray, and several places could even see clear shoe marks.
The three of them finished the fight, and also kicked the addiction. Finally, they stopped breathlessly. At first glance, the two people in the class immediately stooped down to pick up instant noodles. The tall and strong man looked at Qi Yan and said, "Why do you follow us, buddy?"
After he finished seeing the knife in Qi Yan ’s hand, his eyes light up immediately:
You ’re a good thing, let ’s use it for us.

Food can continue life, weapons can save life, but anyone who wants to survive, has a clear heart in mind.
Qi Yan looked at him quietly for a while, and said aloud: "I can borrow it, when will it be returned?"
The man's face turned black, he didn't speak, and his hand suddenly went to grab the stool beside him!
Qi Yan was shocked, hiding behind with conditioned reflexes. Unexpectedly, there was a balcony sliding door behind him, and his back just hit the side that had not been pulled away.
Fortunately, the man was just leaning on the stool, not skimming the stool, otherwise the stool legs would not be swiped next to the tip of the nose, but his head was smashed together with the sliding door glass.
It should be said that this classmate has n’t been so desperate that he will die when he sees someone.
But if he didn't agree, he would lift the stool to his classmates, and how far is it from the heartbroken?
"Don't shit, give me the knife!" The man shouted again.
Qi Yan's face was expressionless, he didn't say a word, and his body didn't move.
The last two have just picked up the instant noodles. One of them handed the instant noodles in his arms to the other one. When he rushed over, he would grab the knife!
Qi Yan gritted his teeth and waved his arms wildly, drawing out countless swords and lightsabers: "Whoever comes will kill me!"
Fighting is like this, stunned, and afraid of death. The three originally wanted to take advantage of the crowd, even scaring and beating, and finishing the knife, but all his mothers came to school for nine years of compulsory education, and there was no fighting in the college entrance examination. Against the shining blade, Everyone counsels.
The two phases are deadlocked, and the last three people give up the sword and leave with loot.
Qi Yan is purely frightening the other party. If he really hurts him, he may not dare, so he just accepts it and gives up a good road.
"I didn't leave a little bit for the old man, it was blacker than the Japanese devil. Fuck." The white down jacket on the floor climbed up, rubbed his nose with his sleeves, and the gray-white cuffs were red again.
Seeing that Qi Yan still maintained the posture of holding the knife, the white down jacket smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "Student, you are late, really nothing."
Qi Yan did not know what his mental state is now, he actually asked the other party: "What will you eat later?"
The white down jacket lifted the stool that fell to the ground, and the movement was slow, just like a drooping old patient, lifeless.
Finally lifted all the fallen stools straight, and then the white down jacket sat down on his own one, twitching his mouth towards Qi Yan. He didn't answer Qi Yan's question, he just said: "I'm really worried that you will stab one."
Qi Yan glanced at the closet beside him. The closet in the male dormitory was the same. There was a gap of a few centimeters between the bottom of the cabinet and the floor tiles. At that moment, there was a cold light in the gap.
"You didn't move the knife when they were beaten like that. I was robbed of a small broken fruit knife at most. It was crazy to kill people for this."
The uncomfortable expression of the white down jacket was replaced by surprise. Following Qi Yan's gaze, he also looked under the cupboard, and suddenly, he rarely showed a smile: "You are a ghost." Said, bending down to hide Something under the cabinet was felt.
A shiny sushi knife.
Qi Yan glanced at the stuff in his hand, there was an embarrassment when Dong Shi met Xi Shi.
"Fortunately they didn't find it." The white down jacket sighed and carefully wrapped the knife in a broken dress, almost pious. "Unfortunately, I didn't listen to the customer service. If I bought a whole set, Laozi is now a three knife!"
If it were n’t for a huge disparity in weapons, Qi Yan really wanted to kick him:
If you just took this thing in your hand, you do n’t have to kill, just scare and scare them, and you wo n’t be left with nothing to eat.

"No, no, no!" The white down jacket shook his head like a car doll, "This knife is very fast, not blowing with you, cutting iron like mud! I want one without frightening, their heads are gone!"
Qi Yan black line, he can swear at the final exam results, this thing is absolutely forced to pass the force value ps after holding his knife, and also his mother is brainless p!
"If they had to grab your knife just now," the white down jacket suddenly asked, "Will you really stab you?"
Qi Yan is silent.
White down jacket smiled, with a little helplessness and a little naive, "We are both contemporary college students with bottom line."
Qi Yan was relieved and happy: "Short name, silly."
The white down jacket pointed to the door of the dormitory behind him: "Those outside are no longer humans, and we must be forced to become humans sooner or later." At this point, he stopped for a while, and raised his head for a long time, his eyes bright, "but I would rather be late. "