In the crisis survival game, relying on space to win numbness

rot bugs on French windows,
Attracted by the movements and slight sounds of several people, the rhythm of the peristalsis was obviously much faster.

They frantically wanted to break through the window, and their bodies were stacked together, and they slammed into the glass one after another.

Some rotting insects even cleverly used their fangs to smash the glass.

"Crack-"

"Crack-"

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In an instant, several slender cracks gradually appeared on the glass.

A few people didn't even bother to pay attention to the situation on the glass.
Everyone tensed up and moved quickly outside the door.

The white feather on Fatty's back was dizzy, and his small head shook a few times following his steps.

Like a cat, Yan Qingqing quickly stood at the door of 505 with a pillow in her hand.

She blocked the pillow from the combination lock and quickly identified the position of the numbers.

Immediately, the pillow pressed down lightly, and his fingers quickly pressed on the number keys.

The button sound of "Didi Didi Didi" still couldn't be completely covered, and it came out faintly.

The door creaked and opened gently.

At the same time, the glass of 506 next door cracked louder.

The fat man glanced at 505, and after confirming that it was safe, he was the first to break in with Bai Yu on his back.

Ling Xiaofei and Yan Qingqing followed closely behind.

Gusts of extremely cold wind, with the stench of dead fish and rotten shrimp, constantly hit from the corridor and the open door on the opposite side.

Teacher Jiang, who was adjourned, suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck and ankles, and immediately noticed that something was wrong behind him.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the open door opposite 505, and his soul was almost scared out of his wits:

In the opposite room, it was pitch black.

Under the reflection of the pale light in the corridor, the densely packed zombies seemed to be hung up.
Some are pale and swollen, some are dry and black,
The picture is not ordinary weird.

Teacher Jiang couldn't help but shuddered, thinking it was his old eyesight.

Just about to make a second confirmation, Yan Qingqing stretched out her hand and dragged her into 505.

Ling Xiaofei was familiar with the road, and gently closed the door with a "creak".

Several people walked quickly to the sofa area.

But they didn't dare to sit on the sofa, but all hid behind the sofa.

Fatty put Bai Yu down gently, Yan Qingqing stretched out her hand, and embraced her on his shoulders.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the ocean-view room were already covered in rot.

I guess it was because there was no one in the room before,

Judging by their number and wriggling tracks, they are more like passing by than stacked together like the next door.

Another gust of wind blew.
The door of room 506 next door slammed shut with a bang.

At the same time, "splash!" The floor-to-ceiling glass window in the next room was shattered,

The fat man glanced at the window, and a bunch of carrion insects crawled desperately to the side.

From the looks of it, those carrion insects should have swarmed into 506.

Fortunately, they have already left.

Otherwise, the picture is terrifying to think about.
gradually,
It was as if he sensed that there was a living person in the house.

The rotting insects on the floor-to-ceiling windows of 505 also accumulated more and more.

At this moment, heavy and slow footsteps came from the corridor.

It's time for the second round of foraging.

Zombie NPC, go out!

The door next door was violently pushed open by the zombies with a "bang".

The door of the sea-view room here also heard the sound of zombies scratching frantically with their fingernails.

Everyone dared not make a sound.

Quietly, in the dark night,

waiting, praying, suffering
According to six times the flow rate of time,
As long as you persist for about thirteen hours, you can pass the level.

But can they survive until then?

Four chapters today, (/≧▽≦/)