Rebirth in the End of the World: My Little Godly Man

At the same time, there was a rustling sound suddenly coming from downstairs. Mo Yanshu's eyes flashed and his gaze became more sharp.

"Bang!" The sound of the glass breaking was so loud that even Mo Yanshu and Li Muchen on the fourth floor could hear it clearly.

The sound of rapid running echoed throughout the library, followed by a strange "ho ho" panting sound.

Mo Yanshu frowned and looked at Li Muchen in the dark. Then he took the key from the small table at the door and held Li Muchen's hand with his other hand.

"Who could it be..." Li Muchen muttered quietly.

Mo Yanshu hushed him softly, then quietly opened the door and closed it again.

The "click" sound of the door locking made a slight sound on the fourth floor, creating a small echo.

"Ho-ho-"

The sound was very small, but it was definitely coming from downstairs.

The corridor was dark. Mo Yanshu thought for a moment and dragged Li Muchen towards the stairwell of the side emergency passage.

Maybe because this is an independent space, after closing the fire door, the strange noises downstairs can no longer be heard.

But Li Muchen and Mo Yanshu both understood what had come downstairs.

It's just that it's impossible for those zombies to find such a sparsely populated place for no reason. Maybe some surviving students thought it might be safer here...

There were undercurrents in Mo Yanshu's eyes and he felt a little irritated, but his expression became increasingly cold.

"Yanshu, do you think this guy is still alive? I heard the loud sound of glass smashing, and it felt like he was a ruthless person..."

"If you're still alive, save them. Just follow me closely."

Mo Yanshu's words were concise and to the point. Li Muchen grinned and said jokingly, "Okay, I promise I'll stay with you forever! Then you have to protect me well~"

Although he had obtained his assurance, Mo Yanshu knew very well that he was not the type to stay out of matters, so he held Li Muchen's hand even tighter.

"Yanshu, did you hear it? The footsteps are intermittent..." Li Muchen said quietly.

"Ah."

With each level you go down, the smell of blood becomes stronger, mixed with a disgusting smell of decay.

When he reached the first floor, Li Muchen discovered that the rain had come up again, and every step he took made a slight "smacking" sound.

The two of them walked lightly and carefully.

"In the early days of the apocalypse, zombies have poor eyesight, but their hearing is very sensitive." Mo Yanshu paused and whispered, "Pushing the fire door directly will definitely attract zombies. Go back to the second floor and take the stairs to the information desk. Don't leave more than two meters away from me. Do you hear me?"

"Two meters? Isn't that a bit too exaggerated..." Li Muchen's lips twitched slightly, but when he met Mo Yanshu's eyes, he swallowed the rest of his words and whispered, "Got it."

When the two arrived at the information desk on the second floor, Mo Yanshu looked around, thought for a moment, took out his mobile phone, and set an alarm to ring in five minutes, with the ringtone set to only ring once.

Li Muchen glanced at it and didn't see what audio he had set. It seemed to be the content in the recorder.

"Let's go." Mo Yanshu held Li Muchen tightly with one hand and held the phone with the other, and the two of them walked downstairs quietly.

The old building was in darkness at this time, and the dark red light was surging outside the building, indicating that the night was not peaceful.

The smell of decay was very thick on the first floor. The sound of hurried footsteps echoed there, mixed with the "ho ho" breathing of zombies.

One of Li Muchen's hands was tightly held by Mo Yanshu, and the other hand couldn't help but quietly reach into his pocket.

Metaphysics is something amazing.

When he was a child, he had always lived in the mountains with his grandfather. Among the five metaphysical arts of mountain, medicine, fate, divination, and physiognomy, he only knew the basic knowledge of medicine and had no interest in physiognomy. He had learned some of the other arts more or less.

It's just that he has a lively personality and often likes to chat about this and that with his grandfather. He can do something, but he is not proficient in it.

Astrology and divination were his favorite, but no matter how much he liked it, in the end he only learned the basics of Liu Yao, and he also knew a little bit about fortune-telling.

Three copper coins lay quietly in the small linen bag in his pocket.

He was wondering what the chances were of finding a place to get a fortune now...

Obviously, zombies can no longer be thought of with common sense. If I ask a fortune teller, even if it's an auspicious day, I can see which day I can leave the library...

As he thought of this, the three copper coins in his hand became hot again.

The hand that Mo Yanshu was holding suddenly felt a pain, and he came back to his senses.

In the darkness, Mo Yanshu's dark eyes scared him.

Shrugging his shoulders, he took his hand out of his pocket and waved it twice in front of the inkstone.

"Look, I have nothing in my hand! o(′^｀)o"

Mo Yanshu helplessly used his other hand to slap away Li Muchen's big hand that was constantly waving in front of him, and then took him to the other side quietly.

The cell phone was placed at the library on the side of the first floor. He took Li Muchen's hand and moved quietly to the other side.

The two walked a little further away, and suddenly, a ghostly laughter was heard from the library.

“Ahahahahaha – you – hahahaha…”

Li Muchen glanced at Mo Yanshu with disdain. What kind of aesthetics is this? Using such an unpleasant laugh as a ringtone...

But the more he listened to the voice, the more familiar it seemed to him, and soon he was petrified on the spot.

This sound...

This is his own voice!

The sound of the alarm clock that Mo Yanshu set was just right, neither too loud nor too soft, and it echoed throughout the entire first floor.

The strange laughter continued for about two seconds.

Li Muchen dug the ground with his feet for another two seconds.

He raised his hand and twisted Mo Yanshu's book, then turned his eyes away.

It’s so annoying o(▼皿▼メ;)o.

Mo Yanshu looked at him with a smile on his lips.

The footsteps of the intruder on the other side of the floor suddenly disappeared. He must have hidden somewhere.

"Huh——" The zombies' low roaring sounds were getting closer, and the smell of decay was slowly drifting over from there.

Li Muchen immediately took full alert and didn't dare to make a sound.

Judging from the sound, the number of zombies should not be too many, maybe only two or three. However, there are only two of them. Even if Mo Yanshu is very capable, he can't beat four hands with two fists.

Looks like I have to figure out a solution now...

Law……

(°Д°)

"Mo Yanshu!!! You promised to protect me!!! Damn... you're a big liar!"

The next second, Mo Yanshu suddenly grabbed his hand and rushed to the counter of the library with him!