Super Dimensional Fantasy World

Chapter 80 Survival from Despair! (21)

The movement of zombies in the hall is getting stronger and stronger, but fewer people can come to the side hall.

"What are these researchers doing!" Anderson exclaimed, "Oh my god!" Then he threw back the lace underwear stuffed in the drawer.

"Have these people lost their brains? They don't study every day, but they always think about these things?"

Ariza came over, looked at the lace underwear thrown on the ground, and sighed with emotion.

"Good things, good things."

Anderson's backhand was a crit to the back of the head.

"Keep an eye on the entrance, a zombie comes in, I'll put these underwear on your head!"

Anderson thought that this sentence would shock Ariza, but he didn't expect that Ariza looked eager to try.

"You, ugh..." Anderson shook his head and continued searching.

Just when Ariza was thinking about whether to pick up one or two pieces and store them away, some movement on the second floor attracted his attention, and Ariza looked up.

Capella was actually on the second floor, waving at him!

"Anderson! Anderson!" Ariza called hastily.

Anderson turned his head impatiently. "What's wrong?"

Ariza pointed to the second floor, excitedly trying to say something, but found that Capela was gone!

"What are you doing!" Anderson scolded, "Can you be more serious now!"

Ariza was speechless and rubbed his eyes.

Could it be that I was hallucinating just now?Damn, didn't you masturbate yesterday?
He shook his head, although he still had doubts in his heart, he still carefully searched around again.

In another side hall tens of meters away from them, Chris bent down and rummaged through the messy desks.

The area drawings scattered all over the place gave him hope.

Finally, when he reached the bottom one, he found the structure diagram of the research institute!

"Found it!" Chris yelled, and Blake came over.

"Okay! Let's meet up now!"

As he spoke, Blake began to speak into the walkie-talkie on his shoulder.

But after speaking a few words, he found something was wrong, his radio seemed to be broken.

"What do you mean?" He fiddled with it twice, and then said to Chris: "Try yours, mine seems to be broken."

Chris also spoke a few words into his walkie-talkie, but also found no movement.

"This... is really weird!" Blake inexplicably thought of the shadow he saw just now.

"Do you feel that we have been under surveillance." Chris said this suddenly.

"What! You have this feeling too!" Blake was shocked, he always thought he was paranoid.

"Yes, since I walked into this side hall, I always feel something is wrong." Chris frowned: "It's like... stepping into a hunter's trap."

The surroundings began to quieten down...

After a few seconds, waves of air flow reached the ears of the two people, like... the sound of a person's breathing!

Who can have such a rough breathing sound!
This is a common question for both of them.

Of course, the mystery was revealed quickly.

Behind Black, a tall black figure stood up slowly with white teeth grinning.

Chris looked up and saw this guy with protruding eyes!Just as he was about to remind Black, a thick steel pipe was stabbed directly at him. Before Chris could react, the steel pipe passed directly through his mouth, and a little red and white mixture came out from the back of his head.

Blake took action the moment the steel pipe was thrust out. He rolled forward and found cover, successfully avoiding being hit in the head by the steel pipe.

Hitting the guy with a flashlight in the face with his backhand, this photo frightened Black out of his wits!

The true face of this tall black figure was fully exposed under the flashlight.

The eyeballs protruding from the eye sockets, the torn mouth, and the shining steel teeth in the mouth!
His previously shining white teeth were actually these steel teeth. His face looked as if it had been hit by a hammer, flattened and without any three-dimensionality.

Extremely weird and terrifying!
"Look..." This weird guy suddenly spoke. He stretched out his bony fingers and pointed behind Blake.

Blake looked back subconsciously, and was face to face with the long-dead Capella...

When Blake turned around, the weird guy seemed to flash, and suddenly appeared behind him, with a big gaping mouth, revealing a white piece, and smashed down with a steel pipe in the posture of waving a baseball bat...

The moonlight outside the window spilled into the room, and Blake was projected onto the wall. When the steel pipe was swung down, the head was separated, bringing a little bit of blood...

Sumentu's battlefield has been moved from the courtyard to the outside. This kind of trial massacre was quite interesting at the beginning, but when thousands of zombies were killed, it was boring and tight, just repeating his previous actions.

Even though his body had been strengthened, he still couldn't stand this level of slashing, and his arms were so sore.

"What the hell, why are there so many of them? Where did they come from? Where were they hidden before? There's nothing inside the research institute, they can only be outside, but... when I came here before, why didn't I see any of them? trace?"

Sumentu was talking to himself as he fought.

Up to now, he also has a little thought in his heart. Among these zombie groups, a "brain" has appeared. This "brain" is to act as a commander, guide them, hide them, and set up a big net, waiting for them to step into this place. In the yard, this net is put away!

Although I am an outlier among them, what about the other five people!
I remember that when I first entered, Capella was gone!

At the same time, in the side hall on the left, Anderson and Ariza searched all corners, but they couldn't find the structure diagram of the institute.

"It's strange, why didn't the two of them move?" Ariza said.

Anderson thought for a moment: "Let's go, let's go directly to them! The four of us will meet up first. As for Wayne, we will think of a solution then."

Sumentu glanced at his shoulder. He didn't know when, the small intercom microphone on his shoulder had broken down. Sumentu thought about it, maybe his shoulder was hit when he jumped out of the window.

He turned his head and glanced at the research institute, there was more than good luck!

Anderson and Ariza slowed down and looked towards the hall through the doorway of the side hall.

Ariza's scalp went numb looking at the countless zombies.

"What's going on here?" He turned to Anderson and asked.

Anderson also retracted his head.

"Now, it's really difficult. We can't contact other people, and the road outside is also blocked."

At this moment, there was a violent shout in the yard.

"Yes! Wayne!" Anderson immediately heard Sumentu's voice.

"What is he doing!" Ariza just saw silver lights in the yard, and then all the zombies in the hall were attracted to him.

"Good opportunity!" Anderson grabbed Ariza, and when all the zombies turned their heads, he quickly ran across the hall and ran over. After the attraction outside the yard decreased, some zombies came back again, but they didn't notice that they just ran past of two people.

Before the zombies could turn around, Anderson rolled on the spot, perfectly avoiding their sight.

"It's a little thrilling!" Ariza patted his chest.

Anderson smiled: "It's okay."

"However, aren't the two of them searching here?" Ariza looked around, and then asked, "Where did this person go?"

Anderson looked at the ground with his flashlight, then picked up a wireless phone.

"look."

Ariza took the microphone, saw the serial number on it and said, "It's Blake's."

Anderson squinted his eyes. The surrounding area was very quiet. The sound insulation effect of this side hall was very good, and there was not much movement outside.

"It smells of blood here." He said slowly, and then sniffed the air with his nose.

Ariza put away the microphone and said, "There's always a bloody smell in here."

"No, the smell of blood is very fresh."

Ariza's eyes widened: "You can smell this?"

Anderson glanced at him, then crossed.

"I have a lot of special skills."

He walked to a pile of scattered tables, chairs and benches, and picked up a blueprint, which was the one Chris had picked up before.

"Ah! The structure diagram of the research institute!" Ariza came over and pointed his flashlight at the blueprint, and said in surprise, then he frowned again.

More than half of this blueprint was soaked in blood.

"It's very fresh." Anderson said, he stretched out his fingers and twisted it, and his face instantly became very bad.

"It's warm! What the hell!"

Anderson didn't finish his sentence because he saw Ariza's frightened face!
Anderson looked back in an instant, and found that Chris, Blake, and Capella were all strangled by wire around their necks, hanging from the chandelier on the roof, and Blake's neck was wrapped with a few more wires.

Boom! ! ! !

A loud bang exploded behind the two of them.

The weird guy from before jumped up behind Anderson and Ariza grinning.

Ariza subconsciously turned forward, then turned around, raised the gun, and pulled the trigger.

Anderson also jumped sideways at the first time to get out of the strange guy's attack range.

At the same time, he took out a long gun from behind and started fighting.

The bullet hit the weird guy's body, splashing a few drops of blood.

But then, those wounds pierced by bullets healed in the blink of an eye!

The grin on the weird guy's face continued unabated.

He was very fast, kicked hard with one foot, and rushed directly to Ariza.

Ariza wanted to dodge, but his movement was half a beat slow, and he was hit by the strange guy with a heavy shoulder on his back and flew out.

Wow! ! ! !

Ariza vomited blood and felt like his bones had been broken.

Anderson had calmed down now. He held the gun with both hands, stood in a kneeling position, aimed at the back of the weird guy's head, and shot steadily one after another.

But the back of that guy's head is like a thickened steel plate!
Bullets can't penetrate at all, just sparks pop out one by one.

(End of this chapter)