After hearing Ma Wu's self-introduction, someone whispered something sarcastic: "He's so powerful, but I haven't seen him fight those monsters."
Zhang Guangmu didn't know exactly what the mentality of the person who said this was, and what goal he intended to achieve, but he knew that such people who set high standards and strict demands on others, regardless of their ability, could be called a team cancer.
only……
Ma Wu, who obviously heard these words, gave a bitter smile, stretched out his hand, and said: "I am indeed very strong, but I have not experienced any fighting training."
"Honestly, I haven't even killed a chicken or a fish before. Suddenly seeing that kind of situation and being able to find a safe place to hide is already an extraordinary performance."
"My hands are still shaking now."
After hearing such an explanation, those with evil intentions who hold strict standards for others will no longer be able to speak out.
At this time, some people also stood up and said that internal strife was not good and that we should unite as one, and sincerely exposed their abilities and talents.
After most people had finished introducing themselves, a handsome young man cleared his throat and said loudly: "My name is Xiao Jinquan. Although I have never experienced anything like this, I was a senior member of the outdoor survival and simulated battlefield clubs.
Members have some experience in fighting, shooting, and first aid."
"I feel that I will definitely not let go at the critical moment!"
"I hope I can lead everyone to survive together! Escape from this ghost place!"
Only then did Zhang Guangmu notice Xiao Jinquan's presence.
The other party is an old acquaintance of mine from "Secret Assignment". In terms of personality...
It is probably similar to the temperament of Yue Buqun, the leader of Huashan Mountain, a [hypocrite] type.
Xiao Jinquan's speech had an obvious intention. Like Zhang Guangmu, he also wanted to be the talker of this small surviving team.
It’s not that he thinks he is the most suitable candidate. No one can do better than him, mainly because...
Xiao Jinquan believed that if he could become the leader of this survivor team, then... even if he died, he would be able to die later.
Maybe there will be a turning point and you will be the one who survives in the end!
Such a dry "I want to be the boss" speech will naturally not be recognized by everyone.
After everyone finished introducing themselves, they began to discuss in lowered voices.
Even the most agitated people don't make too much noise with cerebral palsy.
Everyone invariably controls the volume within a certain area.
"It seems that the security room is not very safe... Although this door looks like it is made of metal, it does not feel strong. It may not even be as good as solid wood soaked in tung oil..."
"Isn't that true? If it is really so fragile, why didn't the living corpse just chase it in?"
"Probably, in addition to bloodthirsty, murderous and cannibalistic impulses, they also retain human nature. When the door is closed, it means that this house is marked as "inaccessible".
"Then what should we do next?"
"Food... this can be taken care of, mainly water! The temperature here is not too high, but we have just experienced an escape, and we are sweating. In such a frightened situation, if there is no water shortage, it may last for three days.
You can’t survive this!”
"Compared to this, does anyone remember how they were captured?"
"I don't remember. The last memory I have...is eating in the company cafeteria."
After all, everyone's background is "Humans living in peacetime", and they have never really had close contact with such weird things. When they suddenly encountered a living corpse, they were able to quickly adjust their state, which is already a pretty good performance.
After a brief exchange, everyone worked in pairs and began to search the security room.
At first glance, the security room seems to have only a TV, a tablet, a bathroom and a hard bed.
There seemed to be no useful supplies in this small room.
But after a lot of searching through the boxes and cabinets, they really found a lot of useful things.
A whole bag of unopened and half-year-old milk powder, a pair of anti-cut gloves, a stab-proof vest, a strong flashlight, half a bottle of mineral water, about two-thirds of a box of dry noodles, a plate of antibiotics, and two black and blue schoolbags
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Everyone received a bag of dry noodles, gnawed them down to replenish energy, and then piled the found supplies in the middle of the house.
Everyone with thirsty mouths stared at the half bottle of water, but no one was the first to speak.
Normally, no one would bother to take a look at half a bottle of mineral water that has been drunk by others. They just think that it has been stained with other people's saliva and is not clean at all.
But now...
This is the most important and precious survival material.
The water supply in the bathroom has been cut off, and there is no remaining water for washing.
Seeing everyone's silence, Zhang Guangmu grinned and whispered: "I have specially observed it."
"The second floor is not locked, but those monsters blocking the way are a big problem."
"The good news is..."
"Although there are ten 'classrooms' on the first floor, only six of them had their doors opened."
"In other words, we only have to face six living corpses instead of ten."
The survivors' attention was successfully diverted by Zhang Guangmu.
Everyone's eyes suddenly turned resentful when they looked at him.
What kind of good news is this?
"According to my observations, those monsters have retained their hearing, but they are relatively slow and only react strongly to sharp sounds."
Hearing Zhang Guangmu's words, some people immediately began to echo: "Indeed, I was able to escape only because someone screamed at the critical moment, attracting the attention of the living corpse!"
"Otherwise, I will definitely be dead!"
At this time, Zhang Guangmu showed extraordinary leaps of thinking.
He pointed to the bright flashlight on the ground and said, "I noticed something..."
"The light in every room where everyone was when they woke up was pretty good."
"Every living corpse..."
"At first it was a state similar to [hibernation]."
Hearing this, those who reacted quickly, such as Ma Wu, had already realized what Zhang Guangmu wanted to say.
"Why don't you try this powerful flashlight?"
Zhang Guangmu cracked his knuckles: "What if those living corpses, like vampires, turn into ashes when exposed to strong light?"
After finishing speaking, Zhang Guangmu picked up a palm-sized "Summary of High School Historical Knowledge Points" on the table and put it in his pocket.
"I don't know if everyone noticed..."
"Ten rooms, and ten people in each room. In other words, there should be a hundred people on the first floor of this building, not counting the living corpses."
Someone next to him immediately nodded, saying that he had also counted exactly ten people in his room.
"However, the dead people in the corridor, the rooms that were knocked open, the people who survived...the data is simply not worth mentioning."
Zhang Guangmu paused for a moment, as if describing an objective fact, and said categorically: "Besides us, there is another group of people alive in this building!"
"If we can get in touch with them..."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At this time, the door was suddenly knocked gently and regularly.
There was silence in the room.
Everyone held their breath, their hearts were beating wildly, they broke into cold sweats, and they listened nervously.
Nothing can be seen through the door.
Not long after, a slightly hoarse young voice came from outside: "I am a human being, not a monster."