Rebirth: I went back to the day of the zombie outbreak

The sound echoed back and forth in the closed corridor, as if it had been amplified several times, and it was deafening.

The voice-controlled lights upstairs and downstairs all lit up instantly, illuminating the originally dim corridor.

The zombies outside the security door heard the noise and came here one after another.

I quickly closed the door, turned around and yelled, "What's wrong with your brain?"

It was then that I noticed that Duan Kai was pointing at the stairs leading to the fifth floor.

Looking in the direction of his finger, I saw a person lying there head down, motionless.

I guess he fell down the stairs.

Judging from her clothes, we can tell that the other person is a girl, but she doesn't look like a zombie.

She was wearing a dark green long skirt, a white tank top over it, and our school uniform on top of that. Her long hair covered her entire head, so her face couldn't be seen clearly.

"I'm not that scared even when I saw zombies, so why are you afraid of a dead person?" I said calmly, while gritting my teeth and walking forward.

He was thinking whether he should let Duan Kai swing the axe at his head for safety's sake.

"I'll do it." Duan Kai seemed to have heard my thoughts and raised the axe to smash it.

"Wait a minute!" I quickly reached out to stop him, "You're just fighting and killing all day long, why don't you take a look first?"

If this were a living person, I would be one step closer to completing my mission.

But to be honest, the possibility of this is very slim.

It has been more than ten days since the zombie virus broke out. Even a great immortal would starve to death if he lay here!

I stretched out my foot and kicked the man on the head with my dirty shoe.

I saw a glaring red shoe print on her originally black and shiny hair.

no response.

Ninety-nine percent of the time, he's dead.

There was a loud banging noise coming from the security door. It must be the dean of studies coming over.

So I put my foot under the person's body and touched the soft part.

The touch was completely different from that of the zombie just now. It was the elastic and upright feeling I expected.

Regardless of whether he is dead or not, at least the one in front of him is not a zombie.

I twisted my ankle flexibly and flipped the girl over.

As her body turned, her long hair cascading down like a waterfall flowed like water.

I thought I would see a hungry, skinny, hideous skull face, or a bloody, unrecognizable zombie.

Who would have thought that beneath those layers of hair, there was a beautiful, charming and lovely face hidden.

It was a face so pale that it was frightening, as if all the vitality had been sucked out of it, with no blood at all.

But it is this strange paleness that reveals a kind of pitiful and morbid beauty like Lin Daiyu, which makes people want to pity her.

is her?

The school belle of our school——Ning Zhirou.

She is the monitor of Class 3 () in Senior High School. She has good grades, good looks, a good family background, and even a good name. In short, everything is good.

Her appearance made the boys in the older grades hate that they were born at the wrong time, and the boys in the younger grades also hated that they were born at the wrong time.

Duan Kai, holding the fire axe, was also shocked, looking like a loser who had never seen the world.

Didn’t he say that Ning Zhirou’s poop smells good?

At this time, he came over and whispered, "What are you waiting for? While it's hot..."

"Are you still a human being?" I cursed against my will.

But his body still unconsciously leaned down and stretched out his fingers to probe her breath under her nostrils.

I could feel a faint, sweet, warm air flowing through my fingertips.

"Still alive!"

I told Duan Kai with joy.

"I don't believe it, I want to try the heartbeat!"

Damn, this kid is pretty smart at this time.

That's right, only detecting the heartbeat is useful, detecting the breath is useless.

Why didn’t I think of this?

I clenched my weak fingers and watched Duan Kai's operations.

Duan Kai rubbed his face here and there, wiping all the zombies' blood onto Ning Zhirou's clothes.

Then he stood up and said in a serious tone, "It seems that he has fainted. I guess he needs artificial respiration."

"Get out of here right now!"

I couldn't let him succeed again, so I pushed Duan Kai's wretched face away, walked forward, grabbed Ning Zhirou's soft and boneless shoulders and shook them gently.

"Well, I'll stay here with her, and you go to the broadcasting room by yourself." Duan Kai suddenly announced seriously.

"Why do not you go to hell?"

Can you take full advantage of this kind of heroic act of saving the beauty?

Maybe my affectionate call worked.

Ning Zhirou opened her eyes, revealing pupils like black pearls.

But the overall face appears malnourished, with deeply sunken cheeks and even the lips revealing a light pink hue.

Isn't this going to turn into a zombie?

I quickly checked her hands, shoulders and waist to see if there were any wounds.

Her skin was delicate and smooth, just like white jade.

“Ah! You guys…”

Ning Zhirou had just woken up. Perhaps because she was too weak and the light in the corridor was dim, she suddenly saw Duan Kai's terrifying face that looked like a ghost.

Before he could say anything, he fainted again.

Duan Kai was getting mad and asked me, "What the hell are you doing? I just woke up and you knocked me out."

I was confused and said to him, "What does it have to do with me? I was checking her body to see if she had any wounds from zombie bites. She must have fainted after seeing your miserable state... There's no wound on her upper body, let's check her lower body—"

"Get out of here!" Duan Kai slapped my hand away and said angrily.

"Don't forget why we are here. You lose your mind when you see a woman." I said quickly, "Take her with you!"

Duan Kai responded and went to help Ning Zhirou.

"It's definitely not realistic to hold her in your arms. Let me carry her on my back. I'll squat down a little bit, and you can carry her—"

I turned my back to Duan Kai and half-knelt, ready to wait for Duan Kai to help Ning Zhirou onto my back.

After waiting for a long time without any movement, I turned around and saw that this guy had actually taken off his raincoat, put his schoolbag on his chest, and carried Ning Zhirou on his back.

He gasped and said to me, "Let's go! Let's go."

Duan Kai was obviously a little short of breath. He was not tall, as thin as a dog, and then he was beaten by a man who was half a head taller than him.

"There are still four floors to go. You'll be exhausted!"

When I saw that I had lost the initiative, I had no choice but to pick up Duan Kai's fire axe and lead the way.

This guy is so damn tough that he even climbed to the eighth floor carrying Ning Zhirou on his back.

I came to the security door, pushed it open slightly to see what was going on outside, and Duan Kai bumped into me from behind.

I was hit on the butt by something hard and almost turned around to kill the guy with an axe.

Duan Kai asked breathlessly from behind: "Why did you stop?"

"Don't you know to observe whether there are any zombies outside first? If you push me again, I will chop you into pieces." I said angrily.

The most important thing is that I didn’t expect that this guy was not so big, but his thing was quite spectacular.

Duan Kai was scolded by me and muttered unconvincedly: "It's a normal reaction, okay."

The corridor outside the door was quiet and empty.

The door was closed, and we followed the signs along the corridor and quickly arrived at the door of the broadcasting room.

The door was not locked. I opened it and went in. Suddenly, everything around me became very quiet.

The broadcasting room was designed like a recording studio, with a table full of tuning, recording, and broadcasting equipment, as well as an overturned Starbucks paper cup with the coffee spilling all over the floor.

One computer was still turned on, and I guess it was this thing that controlled the bell for the start and end of classes.

Duan Kai placed Ning Zhirou on a reclining chair with universal wheels and collapsed beside her, exhausted.

I put the axe down and wanted to see how this broadcasting equipment was used.

Suddenly, a faint and strange sound came into my ears.

The sound seemed to come from behind the table, with a faint rustling sound similar to that of a mouse grinding its teeth.

anyone?

Not like.

Is that a zombie?

Before I could go over to check, a monster with a bloody face jumped out from behind the table and jumped onto the table like a civet cat.

It lay on the table with its hands and feet, fiddling with the buttons on the instrument, and stared at me with its scarlet eyes.

"What the hell is this?" I stepped back in fear and sat on the ground. "We are here to fight the boss."