Be a paranoid boss in Tianwen

Chapter 55 Resident Evil (1)

Breaking away from the virtual world, Nan Xing fell into a coma for a long time.

【Xing Xing, are you alright? 】

Seeing her finally wake up, Er Gouzi heaved a sigh of relief and asked nervously.

"It's okay, what happened to Tiandao?"

Pressing the center of his brows, Nan Xing still looked tired.

She remembered that before leaving the virtual world, there seemed to be a voice ringing in her ears:

Thank you.

It's Li Xiuyuan.

Er Gouzi didn't notice her strangeness, and replied [Jin Qing, as a repair tool of the heaven, completely changed the course of the world, and you personally killed the members of the Li family and destroyed Li Xiuyuan's soul. It took a longer time to repair, so although Lu Yanzhi was stupid, but she was guarded by Jin Qing, and the way of heaven was powerless to change her life trajectory. 】

To be more thorough, it is Tiandao's crazy compromise with Nan Xing.

If Jianglong still wants to experience the catastrophe, he can only experience it by himself.

Because, Li Xiuyuan has completely disappeared.

[Well, it's a lose-lose. 】

Er Gouzi sighed.

"Is there a new script?"

Nan Xing was silent for a while, and then asked, not caring how much he could get paid for the last script.

[Accepted the scumbag script to ease your mood for Xing Xing. 】

Er Gouzi opened the script as he spoke.

It's a script of the end of the world, with Nan Xing's favorite professor of abstinence, and the scum who made her abuse the scum.

pretty good.

"let's start."

She's been asleep for too long, it's time to move
[Okay, Star, you are ready! 】

When the voice fell to the ground, Er Gouzi started the script docking system.

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This is a high-end residential building. Before the disaster broke out, many successful people in society lived here.

A professor from a prestigious school, a leader of a company, an internet celebrity with millions of fans, or an elderly person who has made outstanding contributions in a certain industry.

But after the disaster happened, no matter how noble these people were, they all became weak ants dominated by fear.

Taking out the sticky quick-frozen dumplings from the refrigerator that had been cut off for 24 hours, Nan Xing used brute force to dismantle a chair leg, and then cooked it in a pot in the bathroom.

As bad as imagined.

It seems that most of the quick-frozen dumplings outside do not put salted green onions and minced ginger. They are bland and taste like meat.

After barely filling his stomach, Nan Xing walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked out.

very dark!

The neon lights can only be seen from a distance, which makes this residential building extremely dark.

Downstairs, inexplicable lights flickered from time to time, and then fell into silence again.

It was late at night, and she couldn't see clearly what was going on downstairs and what those lights were.

Nan Xing's identity this time is a novelist, both of his parents died, and he lives alone.

It just so happened that she was quite used to this status.

And the floor she lived on was the highest floor of the residential building.

The origin of the disaster starts with a chemical theft incident.

Seven days ago, the professor who lived in the same building as Nan Xing took home a bottle of dangerous chemicals in the laboratory without permission.

If this chemical is successfully researched, it will change and strengthen the human body tissue, and even a dwarf patient will become strong and burly, capable of splitting stones.

But for the successful research of chemical agents, the strong will only become stronger, and the weak will become weaker, and human beings will be divided into more extremes.

Ultimately, the head of the laboratory decided to close the research project.

However, after a professor named Zhang Jiang stole the potion, he quietly started the experiment.

Unexpectedly, late one night, a thief broke into the house and knocked over the potion, and the whole residential building quietly changed.

Someone was attacked by an unknown terrifying beast in the corridor, and when he was discovered, the body had already been gnawed into pieces of meat.

Someone was in the elevator, and suddenly heard the sound of a giant falling from above the car. When he looked up, five sharp claws had already left the car. The security personnel came to investigate, but found nothing.

There is also the roar of wild animals in the wind in the stairwell.

By the time the ZF started to pay attention to the weird and terrifying phenomenon of this residential building, it was already too late.

The whole building is full of mutant beasts. In the beginning, the hungry mutant beasts would fight and fight, and the powerful ones would devour the weak ones.

Later, the number of mutant beasts gradually decreased, and they began to crazily crash into the security doors of the residents, break into the residents' homes, and plunder and kill frantically.

Now, it is the fourth day that the residential building has been blocked.

Taking another look downstairs, Nan Xing began to count the food.

Not many, and will soon face the end of starvation.

Sighing, drank some water, checked the anti-theft door, through the cat's eye, only the security indicator light in the corridor outside was emitting a dark green light, adding a touch of eerieness and horror.

Hanging a can on the doorknob, Nan Xing simply washed up and went to bed to rest.

There was no dream all night, and the cans did not ring. After dawn, Nan Xing looked down from the French window. The downstairs was surrounded by armed vehicles. It was the ZF who came to the rescue.

Suddenly, Nan Xing caught a glimpse of a red aiming dot on the curtain, was startled, and quickly moved sideways. The next second, a bullet roared into the wall behind her.

"—"

Things seem to be getting trickier.

After squatting on the spot and thinking for a while, Nan Xing pulled up the curtains tightly, and then put all the things in the refrigerator into the backpack, as well as two sets of bowls and chopsticks, a small pot, and the only rice and noodles left. Bag it up and tuck it into your backpack.

Go into the bathroom, pull off the mop head, and firmly fix the kitchen bone cutter on the mop pole, fully armed.

Waiting for help seemed impossible.

Only on your own.

Through the cat's eyes, the corridor is not as gloomy as the night, but the blood stains on the wall and the scratches of mutant beasts are more eye-catching, and the degree of weirdness and horror is not inferior to that of the night.

After confirming that it was safe for the time being, Nan Xing pushed the door and went out lightly.

As far as I can see, the corridor is a mess, with bloody, mutilated limbs, human beings, mutant beasts, and the wind blowing from the stairwell, accompanied by a scalp-numbing beast roar from time to time.

This residential building has two households with one elevator, with an elevator in the middle, facing the houses on the left and right sides, and walking stairs at both ends.

The person who lives with Nan Xing on the top floor is a 30-year-old man, a university professor, who lives in seclusion. The two have been on the same floor for several months and have only met a few times.

In my impression, he was a person whose temperament overshadowed his face, giving people the impression of nobleness and aloofness.

Walking over, Nan Xing looked left and right, and knocked lightly on the door.

According to her observation, this man has been at home.

After a few knocks, the door opened.

The person at the door was wearing cotton mop, home clothes, and his hair was not messed up:
"Is something wrong?"

There were no ups and downs in the voice, but it was very casual, without any trace of fear.

"go?"

Through a little crack in the door, Nan Xing swayed his chin towards the stairs, holding the cold weapon transformed from a mop in his hand, and asked casually in the same tone.

(End of this chapter)