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"Isn't someone like Ji Youtang a target of hunting?" With such a pervert, wouldn't he kill every copy?

"He usually doesn't kill people with his own hands." Simu seemed to understand him quite well: "He also won't kill all the players in this round."

Chuzheng: "..."

Abnormal thinking is really difficult to understand.

Yang Yuanhang...

Chuzheng thought about that player. He looked much more normal than Ji Youtang.

It was so powerful that it hurt Simu...

"Can't that prop card only be used once?"

He probably used the prop card when he left the building before, and he used it again just now...

Ximu moved his hand covering his forehead upwards. Instead of answering her question, he asked, "How many rounds are you doing?"

"Four."

Simu sneered.

"You are so unlucky." In the fourth round, he met a red-named player.

Chuzheng's expression was condensed: "Isn't it bad luck to meet you?"

The good guy card is a troublemaker.

Simu: "..."

Is it more unlucky to meet Yang Yuanhang than to meet him?

Ximu covered his eyes again and said: "In the later stages, the prop cards can be upgraded, used more times, or even owned permanently."

Prop cards are drawn, grabbed... in short, no matter how you get them, as long as they are of the same type, you can upgrade them.

Until you upgrade to the final permanent possession.

However, permanently owned prop cards also have usage restrictions.

For example, Ximu's one will consume your physical strength very quickly after using it, and it will take a long time to recover.

Ximu recovered relatively quickly. If it were anyone else, he probably wouldn't be able to get up without lying down for a whole day.

Simu slept for a while, and when he got up, he took out an energy bar from his coat bag to fill his stomach.

He stood up on the sofa.

At this time, it was dark outside and the light in the room was dim.

You can vaguely hear the sounds of zombies moving outside.

Ximu didn't see Chu Zheng. He gathered up his coat and walked outside.

This corridor is different from the corridor in the teaching building. It is sealed with glass, so you can see the outside situation.

Chuzheng stood in front of the glass, looking at the zombies moving aimlessly below.

At this time, the entire campus was very quiet, with no gunshots or shouts.

Ximu gathered his coat and walked toward the stairs. When he passed Chuzheng, he paused slightly and reminded her: "Stay away from Yang Yuanhang when you meet him. You are no match for him."

For the sake of bandaging her wounds, remind her.

Simu thought so and moved forward.

When he reached the stairs, he turned around and saw Chu Zheng following him.

Ximu frowned and said impatiently: "Why are you following me?"

"protect you."

"just you?"

The doubt in Simu's tone was obvious.

"It's just me." Chuzheng tilted her chin slightly, half of her face immersed in the dim light coming from outside the glass.

These two simple words seem to convey arrogance and confidence.

"You think I need protection?" Ximu said arrogantly, "You are a newbie, so you are quite brave to say such a thing."

She didn't even know about red-named players or the ability to upgrade prop cards.

How dare you say you want to protect him...

Simu only felt funny in his heart.

But there seemed to be some other emotions mixed in with the fun, but Simu didn't think about it carefully.

Chuzheng looked him over carefully and nodded: "Like."

"..."

Simu didn't know where he seemed to need protection.

He exhaled slightly: "Why do you want to protect me?"

"Because you are..." Chuzheng changed her words: "I want to be a good person and protect you, a sick person."

I am also trying to be a good person today!

patient……

She really dared to say it.

Ximu tilted his head, his peach blossom eyes flashing slightly: "You can also follow me."

"Um."

"With conditions."

"explain."

"Listen to me." The boy's lips curled up slightly: "If you can do it, I will take you with me."

This girl...

It gave him a slightly different feeling. He didn't really want to leave her here.

It doesn't matter to him if you take him with you, it's just more than one person.

"Oh." Whether you listen or not depends on my mood. You are a weakling, how can you not need me to save you!

Ximu didn't know Chuzheng's thoughts, so he turned around and walked down: "Follow me."

Chuzheng followed Ximu downstairs.

Instead of leaving the building, he was looking for something in the room below.

"What are you looking for?"

Simu didn't answer and went from room to room.

Finally, he found a school uniform in a box and threw it to Chuzheng.

"Put it on."

"Why?"

"Just listen to me." Simu didn't want to explain.

Don't care about the patient.

I'm calm!

I'll settle the score with him when he gets better.

Chuzheng put on her school uniform.

Chuzheng thought of a question: "You were born in that cubicle. Did your school uniform come from that zombie?"

That place is so big.

The only ones with school uniforms are the zombies.

Is the good person card so careless?

The corner of Ximu's mouth twitched and he replied impatiently: "If you have time to think about where my school uniform came from, why not think about clues."

"You didn't throw the diary away."

"There are only a few numbers written on it, and they are the same in every article."

Ximu told Chu Zheng the number.

It's a long list, three groups in total.

I don't know what the number is for, maybe it's just a useless clue.

Simu found the door to go out, broke the door lock and went out.

He just walked out, and there was a zombie two meters away.

Chuzheng frowned, and the silver light on her wrist flashed slightly.

However, the zombie didn't seem to notice Simu, and Simu just walked past him.

Seeing that Chuzheng didn't follow him, he turned back to look at her.

Chuzheng calmly followed Ximu's route, and the zombies didn't attack her as expected.

Is this the school uniform she is wearing?

Ji Youtang also wore school uniform...

Can this school uniform prevent zombies from attacking them?

But Ji Youtang was attacked before.

Chuzheng didn't quite understand, but she didn't ask Ximu.

The boss wants to save face, so how can you ask him everything.

None of the zombies they encountered on the road attacked them, as if they were the same kind.

Simu looked like he was walking casually, but in fact he controlled himself and didn't make a sound.

Chuzheng probably had a vague guess.

This suspicion was soon confirmed.

When they were fifty meters away from the building in front, there was a sudden soft sound in the flower bed behind.

The zombies around them suddenly looked towards them.

Simu ran away.

Chuzheng: "..."

I...X!

Don't you call me mine?

The zombies seemed to have been turned on a switch, and they were rushing toward Chu Zheng like crazy.

Chuzheng didn't care about complaining and hurriedly ran out after Ximu.

Ximu turned a corner and disappeared. Chuzheng didn't catch up with her. She glanced around the corner and half of her foot was exposed. She turned around and headed straight over.

The person over there was standing against the wall. Just as he was about to poke his head in to see what was going on, his vision went dark. Then someone grabbed his shoulder and hit him in the abdomen.

"ah……"

The zombies heard the movement, and the messy footsteps came towards this direction.