Survival Paradox [Infinite]

Gradually, the whole library fell silent. I don't know if similar bloody incidents happened on other floors, or if everyone was simply tired and had no strength to scream.

At seven o'clock, the last twilight faded, and the street outside the window turned into a cool tone, like a doomsday city in a zombie movie.The sky was low, the clouds were thick, and the library was shrouded in mist like a glorious tomb.

Ji Jingzhe looked at the street outside the window and said, "It's going to rain."

Wei Yuan was almost starved to death, he was a tall and big guy who needed a lot of energy, and he dangled around in the afternoon without stopping, now he felt so hungry that his whole stomach curled up together.

He remembered that his brother used to have low blood sugar, and used to keep candies and biscuits in his bag. He went to the bag depository to find them. Unfortunately, with the development of technology, all bags are stored by facial recognition.

He pulled the door of their bag storage, hoping that his Ma Daha character would play a role at this time - he left without closing the door - unfortunately, he had grown into a decent person before he knew it, and the closet door was closed Very appropriate.

He looked at the security guard sitting at the door of the locker, then at the thin iron sheet of the locker, and swallowed with nostalgia.

Then there was a loud commotion outside.

Across a space, Wei Yuan could see people running around, and two women rushed into the bag storage in a panic, and the security guard at the door symbolically reminded: "Don't chase, pay attention to safety. "

It looked like a mother and daughter. The mother seemed to be frightened and collapsed, and she just stretched the last string for her daughter.Wei Yuan tried not to startle them, walked out slowly, and asked softly, "What's going on outside?"

Like a frightened cat, the young mother looked at Wei Yuan in an instant fury. After a moment of stalemate, she said stiffly: "The elevator door is open."

Wei Yuan soon realized what happened: "The person came out?"

The woman blocked the girl from behind, the little girl cried softly, hugged the woman's thigh, the woman said: "How do you know?"

"Don't be afraid, I have no malicious intentions." Wei Yuan raised his hands above his head and slowly walked out of the bag depository.

The hall was not very chaotic. After the wave of fleeing people hid, there were now two groups of people confronting each other in the center of the hall.

One wave is "dead people" coming out of the elevator.

The first wave is a team of living people headed by Mr. Zhang Chenggong, an organization capable man.

The "dead man" was obviously very confused, and many people who tried to come to this side were shouted back by the outermost human wall.

"Dad, Daddy."

A little girl in the team of living people opened her hands to her father on the other side, and shouted earnestly, "Daddy, Daddy..."

Her father was so heartbroken when he was called, he wanted to come and hug her, and he called, "Xiaobao, baby." He approached his daughter.

Immediately, several men stopped in front of him.

The little girl was also carried away by her mother and backed away. After a while, she suddenly opened fire and shouted at the top of her voice, "Dad—Dad—"

"Little Treasure! Baby! Baby!" Her father was also confused, trying to pass through the wall of people, but was stopped by several people, and immediately became angry, "What are you going to do? What the hell is going on! Fuck! Let go! Let me go!" Seeing that those people couldn't make sense, she shouted at the child's mother who was holding the little girl back, "Zhang Zhijuan! Zhang Zhijuan! Why are you running? What's going on now! You want to take the baby to the Where are you going?"

Ms. Zhang Zhijuan was frightened and cried. Her daughter beat and kicked her in her arms, and called her father at the top of her voice. Pushing his little head into his arms, he shouted at his resurrected husband, "Don't come here!"

At this time, the security guards at the door also came around and shouted: "What are you doing? What are you doing? No noise is allowed in the library... Hey, during this battle, you still want to gather people to fight?"

A man with a bad temper was pushed and shoved by the security guards, and immediately got angry and pushed back: "Where it's cool, stay there!"

When Wei Yuan saw the security guard approaching, his heart went up in his throat, he silently withdrew from the crowd, and found a place where he could run in all directions and stand.

When he saw the dispute between the security guard and the man, he suddenly had an ominous premonition—although his brother only vaguely mentioned the horrors of the staff, he had personally seen the murderous devil in the Second City Hospital. The tragic situation in this world is obviously worse than worse.

The captain of the security guard spoke better than Wei Yuan imagined. After being pushed away by the man, he slowed down and asked again: "What happened?"

The man didn't appreciate it: "It's none of your business!"

Wei Yuan was stunned when he saw the captain of the security guard, and then stretched out his hand towards the man——

Suddenly there was a sudden thunder outside, and heavy rain fell in response.

The electricity was affected by the lightning, and the brightly lit headlights in the hall flickered violently a few times and then went out.

Once the lights are turned off, you can intuitively feel how dark it is outside. The sky after [-] o'clock is far from what it should be. It is probably because the dark clouds are overwhelming the city, and the black night has arrived earlier.

"I'll go!" The security captain cursed, calling out to the other boys, "Go to the power distribution room!"

Wei Yuan watched the security guard walk away in a mighty way, and then looked at the back of the man who had escaped unknowingly and was still struggling to push forward, and said in his heart that the man with the most fate is really fate so big.

The crowd was agitated by the thunder and darkness, seeing how ghostly shadows were seen by each other.Zhang Zhijuan didn't cover the girl's mouth, a loud child's cry pierced the air, piercing the silent but restless atmosphere like a gunpowder barrel, and soon there was a tearing sound.

The other children were also driven to cry at the top of their throats. For a while, the sound of crying, rain, thunder, shouting and fighting exploded.

After a while, some lights came on, presumably emergency lights, not as bright as before.

Human civilization seems to have returned with the lights, the fighting people stopped their hands, and the crying children also stopped their mouths.

At this moment, Wei Yuan's head was hit, and he looked up to see his brother watching him on the fourth floor.

He picked up the note his brother had just dropped and wrote: Let all the people in the elevator register their names.

Wei Yuan collected himself and walked towards Mr. Zhang Chenggong, a capable man standing in front of the living people.

Zhang Chenggong obviously still remembered him, and his attitude towards him was somewhere between treating lesbians and psychopaths, and asked him: "What's the matter with you?"

Wei Yuan was a little embarrassed, cleared his throat, intending to be a serious person, but because he was too concerned, he opened his mouth and his throat was still a little cracked: "Mr. Zhang, I have a suggestion... You see, the people over there don't seem to be aggressive... ..."

Just as he was talking, another "boom" knocked him down next to him.

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, pretending he didn't see it: "Otherwise, we'll register their names, so it's easy to identify..."

Zhang Chenggong glanced at him, a little surprised: "You are right, right."

Zhang Chenggong was engaged in marketing in the top [-], and his ability to appeal and organize was very strong. He quickly confused the "dead people" who came out of the elevator, and lined up like voluntary vaccinations to register their identities—— Of course, the vast majority of living people is probably the reason why they have to obey.

After the registration was completed, it was almost 08:30, and the security guards suddenly decreased by more than half, probably because it was time to change shifts.

Wei Yuan was complacent about his keen observation ability, when he saw the newly appeared security guard tearing up a child with his bare hands.

The child's mother was stunned by the side for three to five seconds before she started screaming, and the security guard tore her up too.

Wei Yuan suddenly figured it out—the library closes at 08:30, and readers are not allowed to stay in the library after that!

After a short period of silence, the crowd began to flee in all directions again.

Wei Yuan also ran along with the crowd, his mind was spinning rapidly, he felt that his mind had never been spinning so fast in his life!

There was also a commotion on the fourth floor when the lights were turned off.

Wei Chi went to the hall to throw a note to Wei Yuan, and Ji Jingzhe beat up a man who was grabbing the old man's steamed buns.

As soon as [-] o'clock arrived, the borrower at the service desk left with her bag on her back. She walked down the stairs that didn't collapse, and went down very normally, but others didn't dare to try at all.

Without the township of the borrowers, all kinds of ghosts and ghosts appeared.An old man sneaked in a steamed bread made of white flour by some unknown method, and huddled behind the bookshelf to eat it secretly. Who would have thought that a fierce man would jump out next to him and try to snatch it.

Ji Jingzhe happened to see it and beat him up.

At that time, the lights had just been turned off, and Ji Jingzhe was basically unable to see what happened. Wei Chi admired him very much.

After beating the fierce man away, the old man cringed, looked at Ji Jingzhe from bottom to top, hesitated for a while, broke off half of the steamed bun and handed it to him.

Ji Jingzhe couldn't help but want to find Wei Chi: "Master, eat by yourself."

The uncle grabbed the corner of his clothes, hesitated for a while, and said reluctantly: "You eat, you eat."

Ji Jingzhe looked around, and there were several people staring at them, she understood: "It's okay, sir, I'm not hungry, I'll sit here, and we can chat."

The uncle was happy now, and smiled: "Okay, okay, young man, you are fine!"

Youji Jingzhe sat next to him, no one dared to come to find him unhappy, the problem was that he watched the uncle wolfing down his food so close at hand, he didn't feel it at first, but he just stared at him hungry.

Wei Chi saw that the queue began to register names below, it seemed that Wei Yuan was doing well, so he was relieved, so he came back to look for Ji Jingzhe, but he couldn't find it after going around, so he had to stand where they separated and wait.

The emergency lights were turned on, but the brightness was not high enough to be able to see the insteps clearly.This makes this empty space with stacked bookshelves look a little creepy, as if something will fall from the compartment of the bookshelf in the next second.

He shook his head, trying to dispel the association.

But the reason why terror exists, and why it is terrifying, is because people cannot control it.

He can only force himself to think about something else.

He began to seriously think about the operating logic of this library world, and when he was thinking about whether the vents could allow a person to pass through, he was suddenly patted on the shoulder.

His heart immediately turned cold.

There is a bookshelf behind him. Who is it, where is it standing, and what kind of posture is it taking pictures of him?

He turned back slowly and saw an old face.

And those teeth with a metallic luster.