Doomsday city

Senkel United University, a school founded by three main colleges.

Among them, literature is the most famous, followed by psychology, and then scientific research. The medical school is the latest establishment, integrating other smaller schools for equipment sharing. The newly completed medical building on the campus is quite new, but unfortunately the equipment inside It is not as perfect as expected, and it is more than enough if it is only used for evidence collection and testing.

"Hey, friend, it's rare that we're in the same group, right?" Frieda stepped forward and put her shoulders on Esther's shoulders, Frieda's bright smile added a little warmth to the gloomy schoolhouse, "Let's take a look at those beautiful and coquettish girls. What fun games do the girls play in the dorms, oh, or do you want to go to the men's dorms? Never mind, it's next door, I don't mind walking over."

"Frida..." Esses shook her head, holding the heavy iron rod in her hands a little weakly, "We are in charge of looking for warm clothes, remember? There are only two of us and we don't have enough time to go through all the rooms, so hurry up , we have to act."

"Frida, remember? Frieda, we should cooperate, Frieda, shut your damn mouth, Frieda... oh! Esther!" Suddenly a pair of strong hands grabbed On the shoulders, the strength between the fingers can easily crush the bones, "You have become boring, Esther, like a fool," she shook her head, her blue eyes were still clear and bright , unadulterated, amazingly pure, "Hey, what's wrong with enjoying a world where you can do whatever you want? Wouldn't it be great to have a big fight, or throw money in a pot and cook it? No police cars You don’t need to go to the boring court, here, we can do whatever we want, and the only ones who can stop us are zombies, but so what?” Frieda showed her canine teeth and smiled as if she knew someone As proud as the secret, "We just need to kill them."

The devil, Esther yelled from the bottom of her heart.

"Oh, yes, that's the expression, Esther," Frieda lightly pressed her fingers, and lightly leaned forward to touch the tip of her nose with the tip of her nose. The two were so close that Esther could only move from her I saw my panic in my eyes, "You don't have to put on a strong disguise, you are you, timid, stupid, ridiculous, but it doesn't matter, I will help you, after all, we are friends, right? Esther? friend?"

"Yes." Before Frieda crushed her shoulders, Esses answered decisively, and this answer made Frieda smile even brighter.

Esses knew that Frieda was a ticking time bomb, she could flirt with someone one second, but could easily crush someone to death the next, regardless of whether the target was a zombie or not.Seeing Frieda humming a tune and swinging her wrench happily away, Esses breathed a sigh of relief. She opened her neckline to check her shoulders. The black and blue fingerprints stuck to her skin like shadows. Frieda was not joking, as long as she I thought, I could kill her anytime, anyone.

However, it turned out that the crazy Frieda was throwing a sabotage party. Every door in the dormitory was violently kicked open by her, and the desks, wardrobes, and drawers on the facade were all thrown to the ground, and then trampled mercilessly.Esses stood among the messy things. Those metatrons, psychological generalizations, English dictionaries, sportsman records and leaflets that were thrown on the ground made her feel unreal. Campus life was long and unpleasant for her. time.

Picking up a book in a foreign language, Essers stared at the unfamiliar text in a daze.

Until the messenger of hell wakes her up.

"Gah! ──" There was a piercing sound as if the bones were squeezed out, and when Esses turned her head, she saw a zombie with a mouth full of black blood blocking the door of the room. It had blond hair and a girl in what looked like a cheerleader's outfit, but now it was disgusting. Horrifying zombies approached with twisted wrists.

"Gah! ──" Esses trembled, and the book in her hand fell. She clenched the iron rod and kept backing away, staring at the slow-moving but lethal zombie along the wall.Before the zombie approached one meter, she raised her hand and hit the iron rod on the blond hair like a colored ball. The broken vibration came from the iron rod, and the zombie in front of her eyes fell to the side tremblingly, and the scattered books splashed Black blood, everything seems to slow down, allowing her to have a clear panoramic view.

"Gah!──" Now is not the time to be in a daze, Esther warned herself soberly.She quickly jumped over the zombies and rushed out of the room, a few shaky shadows appeared at the bottom of the corridor, she knew through the French windows of the stairs that the zombies had come out, and when Frieda was making a fuss, she attracted the messengers of hell.

Frieda was gone, and Esses searched several rooms but didn't see her figure, but Esses was not worried, Frieda's skill was enough to keep her alive, she should worry about herself.

"Gah! ──" Dodging the charging zombie, Esses raised her hand and hit the iron rod on its head, slamming its festering body against the wall.She was panting, and there was an indescribable stench all around, the dizzying smell emanating from the zombies. Esses squinted her eyes and found a large backpack from the chaotic room, and carried what she could get Clothes are all stuffed in.

In a blink of an eye, another zombie came, with its mouth open.

Esses fell backwards, and raised her foot to block the monster with its neck stretched out. She was covered in sticky black blood and smelled all over her body. She then picked up an iron rod and stabbed it into the eye socket of the zombie. Originally, the voice was so sharp, the zombie trembled a few times and lost its strength, Esses kicked it to the side and turned it away.

"Huh...huh..." She began to get tired, and several zombies came in a row from the first room, like a relay race.Packing up her backpack, Esses found more backpacks of different sizes in the closet, stuffed them with towels, shower gel, skin care products, and swept everything she could see into the bag, and then started carrying the heavy supplies. run outside.

"Gah! ──" From the depths of the corridor, in the room, in the clothes drying yard or in the stairwell, the howling of the zombies echoed in the confined space.

Then she knocked open the door of the dormitory, "No..." She heard herself whisper in despair.

The zombies surrounded the square of the dormitory, screamed and turned to stare at her the moment she opened the door.

Esses quickly closed the door, but the strong impact behind her almost sent her flying, and the suppression of the door panel was ineffective. She had no time to think and could only hold the iron bar in her hand against the sliding door temporarily.go!go!There was a voice buzzing in her heart. Esses looked around nervously, gritted her teeth and started running upstairs. When she stepped onto the corridor on the second floor, the door of the dormitory was knocked open, and more zombies roared from hell.

Damn it!Esther!You useless fellow!The voice roared in her head again, her footsteps gradually couldn't keep up with her heart strength, and the heavy load on her back made her shoulders ache, but she couldn't stop, not even for a second!She turned into the clothes room and ran into two zombies entangled in clotheslines, their festering arms were hanging on the hemp ropes. The coming zombies almost bit off her head.

"Ah!" With a scream, Essers instinctively stretched out her hand to stop it. She grabbed the zombie's wrinkled clothes and slammed it against the wall. The black blood made a miserable trace. She had no weapons at hand. She couldn't delay with these hell messengers. Too long and she has to hide.

Storage room?

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the storage room at the turn of the escape. Essers couldn't decide what to do next. She just stepped forward and frantically pulled the doorknob, and slammed the door hard before the zombies at both ends of the corridor chased her. , Lock it back and block it with an iron frame!It wasn't until the strong collisions and screams outside gradually ceased that Esses regained her breathing instinct, quickly inhaled the foul-smelling air into her lungs, and then slowly exhaled it out.

There was pain in her arm, and she wasn't sure if the wounds were from the zombies' scratches or from her escape.

Can't, can't stop.

Esther, who fell to the ground, put down her backpack. In the narrow storage room, there were many props removed from campus activities. Those costumes, paintbrushes, trash cans and useless sundries were full of dust. She put the shelf in the corner Make some space, the falling things make a muffled sound, Essers doesn't care if it will attract the attention of the zombies, and now she only focuses on the transom behind the iron frame, which may be the exit for escape.

"Oh... oh no..." There was still an iron railing behind the glass window, Esses's pupils shrank instantly, and she shouted in despair. She tried to loosen the iron rod with her hands, but it was as firm as the damn iron in a prison. She tried to squeeze her head to look at the cage, maybe there is a rose or something that can be disassembled, but there is no, the steel is welded into the steel bars under the tiles, those damn parents must be afraid that the men in the next building will slip away like mice Come in.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Regardless of the bleeding wound, Esther slapped the iron railing angrily until the rusty iron rod was stained with her blood, then she stopped her choked voice and went back to the blocked door. Watanabe.

I need weapons.

She searched for something useful in the storage room as fast as she could, a deflated basketball?No, three trashpins?No, plumbing?No, plastic gloves?No!No!No!Without any sharp weapon that could be used to attack the zombies, Esses scratched her hair. She tasted blood in her mouth, and her bitten lower lip was as bright as lipstick.

"Okay, it's okay, calm down Esses, there will be a way... there will be a way... there will be..."

What the hell is her mother's way!

A sharp cry exploded in her head, and Esses curled up on the ground with her head in pain.

Take a look at this room, Esther, doesn't it look familiar?

The voice appeared again in the mist, Esses raised her eyes, the storage room was dark and messy.

You're stuck, idiot, if there's a zombie, you'll eat one, remember the feeding show?

"No, stop talking, it won't be like that..."

you sure?Can a quick-release lock and iron stand hold them back?Don't kidding, you're a 'big meal'.

"Shut up...whoever you are...shut your mouth..."

Hahaha!Esther, you should have died long ago!Should have been bitten to death by those zombies long ago!Go back to hell, witch!

"Shut up!—"