Text-savvy, explore the copy

Chapter 11 A night of pain

"call."

After exhaling, Zhuang Cai leaned on the aisle on the second floor.

The bodies around him could almost be described as piled up.

There are more than a dozen of them.

Some corpses looked relatively complete, while some had more or less holes in their heads.

There were blood stains everywhere on the floor, most of which had dried up. The smell of blood in the air made people feel accustomed to it.

Zhuang Cai wiped the sweat from his face, and some blood on his cuffs touched his face.

But now he doesn't care.

There was a lot of blood all over his body, and there was some black spots on his face, making him look unusually dirty.

Check the time.

"Has it been over 12 hours? Phew."

He had almost no energy left and needed a good rest.

And there is a more important question.

Zhuang Cai looked at the wound on his arm. Even though he was very careful, he was faced with an increasing number of zombies and a lack of physical strength as he went down. There was still a scratch on his hand.

This wound basically scratched the flesh, and although it only left some blood, it was obviously at a point where it could be infected.

"I hope I won't be so unlucky." After muttering a few words, Zhuang stood up.

He picked up the bag next to him and walked into the cleared room in the corner.

Close the door and lock it.

Then he used some water in the room to clean the blood on his body, and then opened the bag, which contained some medical supplies.

This was something he looted when he was on the third floor.

Didn't expect to use it so soon.

He didn't know what it was, but he could read some of the instructions on it, so he knew how to use it.

Use a liquid similar to alcohol to clean the wound, and then tie it with gauze.

I haven't learned how to tie it, so I can only tie it randomly like this.

The sleeves are then pulled down and covered to avoid contamination with blood.

He also shaved this coat, after all, he was actually wearing summer clothes. But this copy is clearly dated for the fall. Now I have changed into clothes that fit better.

I ate something simple, took off my coat, picked up some tables, chairs and benches to block the door.

Lying on a relatively clean bed, getting ready for a night's rest.

Feel the pain from the wound.

"God forbid, please don't let me win the lottery."

Looking at the darkness outside, I closed my eyes silently.

Even though the environment was wrong, there was nothing he could do, he was too tired.

It didn't take long before he closed his eyes slightly.

in the environment of this copy.

In the dead of night, there was no sound.

"Hmm!"

In the darkness, there was a muffled hum.

Zhuang Cai suddenly sat up and started breathing heavily.

At this time, he was sweating profusely.

"Having a nightmare?"

As he said this, he could still recall that he seemed to have dreamed something very scary in his dream.

The feeling of fear rushed straight to his forehead as if it were reality, waking him up directly.

He rubbed his head and murmured to himself: "After all, it's normal in such an environment."

"Why is it dark?" He remembered that when he was resting, the room should have been bright.

Turn on the lantern next to the bedside.

At this time, there was still some incomprehensible fuel inside. With the click of the switch, the sound of mechanical rotation could be heard, and then the oil lamp lit up.

I looked at my watch.

"Did you sleep for 6 hours?"

Get up straight away.

Because of the situation here, he was fully clothed when sleeping and didn't even take off his shoes.

He picked up the bottle next to him and drank some water to relieve the dryness of his throat.

The sky outside was still dark. I looked at my watch and found that it had been 19 hours since I arrived in the dungeon.

Although I don’t know the time of this copy, it should be almost dawn.

When I was about to sit on the bed and rest for a while with the help of an oil lamp.

Zhuang Cai suddenly felt that there seemed to be some noise at the door.

He quickly picked up the weapon and touched it quietly.

I listened carefully through the tables, chairs and benches at the door.

In this silent night, he could clearly hear breathing outside the door.

That low sound coming from the throat.

"Zombie?"

Frowning. He was pretty sure that the sound was that of zombies. He had heard enough yesterday.

In other words, there were a lot of zombies parked at his door.

"Why? It's not right?"

He couldn't understand it unless he was talking in his sleep and yelling last night. And it's the kind that roars crazily, otherwise it would be impossible to let zombies stay outside your door.

When he was resting on the second floor, although he did not go to the first floor to clean up the zombies, he did see the situation on the first floor.

There is not a single standing zombie on the first floor, except where the apartment door is.

It was very much like wandering aimlessly from the street into the hall.

Although there were many corpses stacked in the lobby and wide corridor on the first floor of the apartment, none of them were standing upright.

If he wasn't really too tired yesterday, he would definitely clear out the hidden zombies on the first floor first.

Zhuang started to think.

Possibility 1: The dungeon seems to have a refresh mechanism, and some zombies are refreshed outside.

Possibility 2: These low-sensitivity zombies in the apartment are just special cases, and more zombies actually have strong hearing. Because of the movement last night, I wandered over slowly.

Possibility 3: You alerted the remaining hidden zombies, and they came to your door and waited.

No matter which one it is, the presence of zombies at your door is basically an unshakable fact.

They didn't break in. Maybe they didn't see or hear themselves inside the door.

In this case, wait until daytime and rest for a while.

After all, you can see the way through the crack in the door, and the lights on the corridor have stopped.

soon.

It was daylight.

Pick up your weapon and clear out the benches stacked at the door.

He leaned against the door panel and listened carefully to the roaring and gasping outside.

There are probably 2 to 3, not sure.

After observing the surroundings, can we kill them all if we block the door?

Or just find a way to get to the first floor from the second floor.

I looked at the balcony. This was the back of the apartment. The street next to the back was full of zombies.

Jumping from here is no different than committing suicide.

There are two streets on the front and back of the apartment. The zombies on the front seem to have been cleaned up, with only a few scattered ones still roaming the streets.

I stood on the balcony and looked at the balconies on both sides. They were about 3 to 4 meters apart.

There is no support point to jump over.

Turning to look at the door.

"Give it a try and see."

Holding his weapon and standing at the door, Zhuang Cai took a deep breath.

Half of the doorway is blocked by tables, chairs and benches, which means that even if the door is opened, only a gap will be exposed.

The first zombie that squeezes in will only be one.

The door opened violently.

The sound of impact came instantly.

A zombie's head is crowded.

As the head stretched in, Zhuang Cai raised his shield and inserted the spear in his right hand directly.

After a day of fighting yesterday, he still had some experience with how to pierce with a spear.

The gun tip directly penetrated the zombie's head.

The zombies behind began to squeeze crazily.

Only then did Zhuang Cai see a total of four zombies piled at his door.

At this moment, a stick with cotton stripes hanging on it was swung directly at him.

"Fuck!"

The sudden attack made Zhuang Cai couldn't help but curse.

A mop head hit him.

He was sure he saw it right, the zombie was hitting him with its weapon.

Instinctively he raised his shield to block it, hitting the shield with such force that he staggered.

With the squeezing, the doorway also shook, and even the wooden door had cracks.

He stabilized his body, raised his spear, and quickly stabbed forward to attack.

After two or three pokes, he finally killed a zombie.

The two fallen zombies naturally formed a wall of flesh.

The two ends at the back can feel at ease.

Took a while to clean up.

Zhuang Cai turned around and went out.

Even if he blocked the cracks in the door to kill these four zombies, it still took a lot of energy from him.

"Zombies can use weapons?" He couldn't help being a little shocked.

This was what surprised him.

(End of this chapter)