Anti-Quick Transmigration System: Black-bellied male god, please take the move!

Chapter 565 Strange Records of the End Times 11
The few people hiding on the second floor did not dare to make too much noise, for fear of attracting more zombies.

Everyone was a little tired after driving for many days. The boys took turns standing guard, and the others took the time to rest, planning to go to the basement to pick up the car at dawn.

Lin Moyu didn't close her eyes all night, but what she was thinking about was the organization they said gathered all capable people to fight against zombies.

It stands to reason that there shouldn't be any problems with this organization, even if Qin Luoshu is there, it won't affect anything, but... In this way, the forces that can fight against zombies in troubled times are gathered together...

No matter what, she felt that behind this matter, that person had the same purpose as her own.

003, who had been out of touch for many days, didn't know what he was doing. He was the one who gathered these people together?Or...is it "those people"?
Now she can't tell whether the other party is an enemy or a friend, but no matter whether Qin Luoshu is the same Qin Luoshu from before, she should try to avoid meeting him as much as possible.

And the organization that Qin Luoshu is in now and the group of people who used to be in the base should all be in the safe zone closest to here.

That's where the group is going.

So she should still learn more about this group of people on the road, and try to separate from them before and after entering the city.

Regardless of whether that person is in the institution or whether the institution is just a trap to attract them or to attract the male lead, she should still find out the truth.

She made up her mind like this, looked at the sleeping people around her and Mu Shen, who was on shift at night, stood up.

"Where are you going?" Mu Shen raised his head and asked.

"Go to the toilet."

"Try not to act alone."

"It's okay." She shrugged indifferently, and walked towards the closed door of the room.

The bathroom was not far from the room they were in, but when she walked to the door of the bathroom, she found that the door of the women's bathroom seemed to have been slightly collapsed by the attack of zombies, and she couldn't open it even after pulling for a long time with her strength.

She looked at the men's bathroom on the side, thinking that there should be no one at this time anyway, so she walked into the men's bathroom.

A gust of cool wind blew, and she rubbed her arms.

The environment of the men's bathroom was not much better either. The light in the bathroom was damaged at some point. Lin Moyu took out the lighting equipment and walked in cautiously.

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with the men's room except for the damaged lighting equipment and the open window. Lin Moyu heaved a sigh of relief and closed the door of the bathroom.

But just as she squatted down, her eyes were attracted by a certain tile in the corner of the floor. She hurriedly took the lighting equipment she put on the toilet paper holder and looked over——

It was a solidified piece, green and black as if it had been cleaned by someone but left behind carelessly.

It's about the size of a little fingernail. Such a stain seems to be very common, but the reason why it attracted Lin Moyu's attention is because Lin Moyu is researching potions for attracting or fighting zombies these days, and often interacts with zombies. The flesh and blood deal with it.

So even though there was only a small amount, she was sure that this long-standing trace came from the blood of zombies.

The blood of zombies is actually not uncommon, but what makes her feel strange is the traces that have been cleaned up on the blood.

She hurriedly pulled up her pants, squatted down again and carefully studied the mark on the ground.

The dark green blood with a little zombie smell has solidified Fan Hei, but it seems to be different from the blood she has seen. There is still a little dust on it, which seems to have been there for some time. Although the traces are subtle, the solidified and viscous There are traces of stripes and textures on the blood, as if it was cleaned and wiped by something but not wiped clean.

She looked at the bloodstain on the ground and stood up slowly.

(End of this chapter)