"I'll fuck..."

"Is this a Resident Evil? Or a Dead Scourge?"

"It can't be the end of the world."

In the office of a teaching building separated from the boy's No. 1 dormitory building, across an artificial lake.

Wang Mingnian, director of the Propaganda Department of the Junior Union of Bingcheng University, stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window and looked below, looking with horror on his face.

Through the misty pink mist, you can vaguely see the entire campus full of wandering zombies and undead, and many classmates who were killed by zombies and eventually turned into corpse servants.

Looking at the entire campus, there is no living person!

Looking at this scene that looked like the end of the world, no one could help but feel his scalp numb after seeing it.

"Shut up!"

"From last night to now, you have been standing there and repeating this sentence fifty times."

"If you disturb the morale of the army, I will throw you out of here and feed the zombies."

Student Union Vice Chairman Song Mingtian irritably popped the cigarette butt in his hand and roared at Wang Mingnian viciously.

After hearing what Song Mingtian said, Wang Mingnian was so scared that he closed his mouth and broke up.

It can be seen that Song Mingtian is still very prestigious.

This is not only his identity as the vice chairman of the Student Union of Ice City University, but more importantly, Song Mingtian has a prominent family background and is a famous rich second generation in the entire Ice City University.

His parents are both famous local entrepreneurs in Bingcheng City, and they have a very powerful connection.

"Woooo...what should I do now? I don't want to die yet."

In addition to Wang Mingnian and Song Mingtian, there are seven or eight students in the entire office, both men and women, all of whom are members of the student union.

Last night, the student union held a new recruitment, and suddenly the sky collapsed and the earth broke out, and countless black shadows that were like crawling out of hell rushed into the teaching building.

It is the evening self-study time, and most of the students in the school are studying in the classroom.

Without any warning or preparation, facing the army of zombies and undead suddenly rushed into the classroom with swords, the unarmed teachers and students directly became a group of hungry lambs.

For a moment, the entire campus seemed to have turned into a purgatory Shura field in the city.

Fierce screams and the sound of swords slashing all over the campus!

Song Mingtian and his group of student union cadres responded very quickly. With the help of the chaotic cover of the crowd, they fled all the way to this office and removed all the tables and chairs to block the door of the house. Only then did they escape and survived.

Hearing the conversation between the two, several timid girls present couldn't help but burst into tears on the spot.

"Fuck! Stop crying!"

"I'm so annoying."

Song Mingtian yelled in annoyance.

"Okay, okay, don't cry. Now for us, the most urgent thing is to think of a solution as soon as possible."

A boy who acted as a good old man quickly stood up and comforted everyone's emotions.

"Find a way? What can you think of?"

"There is no signal on the phone now, so I can't contact the outside world at all. There are also those beasts guarding me who are not human and non-ghost."

"Our current situation is no different from staying in prison!"

"Prison! Do you understand?"

Song Mingtian said impatiently.

Despair was born, and he was catching and biting whoever he caught.

"Why do we escape from prison?"

At this time, Wang Lingnian, the director of the Propaganda Department of the Student Union, spoke weakly again.

"I've seen several movies and know how to escape from prison!"

As soon as this said, everyone in the room immediately looked at him with a fool's gaze.

"You can't sit like this and wait for death."

Sun Jingshui, the Minister of Sports Department who had not spoken on the side, suddenly stood up and gritted his teeth.

"We have no water and no food here, so it won't last long if we continue like this."

"It's better to take the initiative instead of waiting for death!"

"Even if there is no danger outside, we have to give it a try. What if we successfully rush out?"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, it instantly gave the students present who were already facing emotional collapse and were trapped in despair, giving them great confidence and motivation.

It immediately won the approval of everyone present.

"Yes! Brother Sun is right. If we continue like this, we will just wait for death. It's better to take the initiative to go out and fight."

"No madness, no survival! I agree."

"We all want to unite, aren't we just a few zombies? I suggest that if someone of us accidentally dies for the team or gets injured, then all of us will pay together as pensions to their parents, and we will all worry about all of us!"

"Okay! I agree with this suggestion."

"That would take a lot of money..."

"Hmph, money is nothing, isn't it just money?"

"That's it! I'll take out my grandfather's minimum living allowance and use it first."

A group of people were excited and full of fighting spirit.

However, when Zhuang Huo completed his fierce oath and prepared for the formal action, facing the threat of death, everyone became a turtle with great sincerity.

No one wants to be the first bird.

The "big filial son" who kept shouting that he wanted to use his grandfather's minimum living allowance first, gave a strange reason to retreat.

"It's raining outside, I won't go..."

Sun Jingshui:...

Song Mingtian:...

Everyone:...

????????

Everyone was shocked, and for a moment, they couldn't help but echoed in their minds.

He said that it rained outside and he would not go... He said that it rained outside and he would not go... He actually said that it rained outside and he would not go... He actually said that it rained outside and he would not go...

Are you playing with us?

It's really raining outside.

"Boom!!"

The shocking lightning, like a dragon, crisscrossing hundreds of miles, slashing down hard.

The sound of rain hit the roof tiles and dripped along the eaves. When lightning lights up, it is like a swaying bead curtain, blown by the cold wind, and then it is blown into the eaves diagonally like flowers and jade.

A layer of shallow water gradually accumulates on the campus, and the rough raindrops hit and splashes with mist.

Because of the erosion of rain, the concentration of fog shrouded in the air briefly dropped to the lowest point for a while, revealing a clear field of view.

"Damn, come and see! There is something happening there!"

At this moment, the voice of the little fat man Wang next year immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the classroom.

"Damn! What's the situation? Two teams are fighting?"

"Mom is accused of it, it's true! Is there an internal strife?"

I saw that downstairs of the No. 1 boy dormitory across an artificial lake, hundreds of people were divided into two camps, and a fierce fire was being staged.

Among them, a team of people seemed to want to rush out of the dormitory building. They were wearing uniform ancient armor, and even the weapons in their hands were exactly the same.

Another camp is the zombies and undead wandering everywhere on campus. Although they are also dressed in ancient times, their clothes and weapons are diverse.

We can't blame these people for confusing the two waves of people on the opposite side who are in full swing.

Because the distance is too far, and the Wei Wuzhu and the zombie undead are in an ancient outfit, from a distance, it looks like two waves of zombie undead are fighting in internal conflicts.

"No! Does anyone have a Huawei phone? Turn on the camera quickly and 50 times zoom to enlarge it."

"My, my phone is Huawei."

"hiss……"

"That seems to be a crew of a costume drama."

Through the zoom-in screen of the mobile phone lens, everyone finally saw the clear picture of the scene and couldn't help but make a sound of breathing in the air.

After the battle began, all the zombies and undead wandering down the dormitory of Boy No. 1 rushed to the entrance of the building.

The troops on both sides directly launched an extremely fierce cold weapon fire!
To be continued...