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Many zombies around the door followed Luo Feifei and Zhang Yi into the interior of the research institute building, sticking like brown sugar, but more were still attracted by the four people at the door.

When the building was first entered, it was a hall that was supposed to be clear, but now it was soaked in all kinds of blood and strange stains. It faced a wall, and there were passages leading to the interior on the left and right.

Being chased by zombies, Luo Feifei didn't have time to look up at the sign, so he followed the instinctive choice and turned to the left road.

After running for a while, Luo Feifei felt that the internal structure of the institute was like a maze. Passing by many forks, Luo Feifei chose the road intuitively. It was only when he turned around at a turning that he realized that Zhang Yi hadn't followed, and he didn't know what to do. At which fork in the road did they get separated.

The number of zombies following behind was a little less than before, Zhang Yi shunted away some of the zombies, and the remaining ones were much sparser, which didn't look so scary.

Now the speed and reaction of these zombies are indeed much faster than those first in City A. Luo Feifei felt that his heart was beating like a mad dog because of the long-term running, his breath was not stable, and he was a little irritated by being chased. Looking back, He raised his gun and raised his eyebrows coldly.

With this sharp turn, the zombie that followed the closest was almost close to his muzzle.

Luo Feifei sneered, and a series of sparks shot out when he hit its head.

The zombie screamed and was beaten into a sieve, and the smell of stench and corruption hit Luo Feifei all over his body. He frowned, and his feet moved back slightly due to the recoil of the gun. Only.

Fierce gunshots and roars of zombies echoed in the corridor of the institute. There seemed to be gunshots echoing Luo Feifei in the distance. I don't know if it was the echo or Zhang Yi who was somewhere else was also firing.

After emptying a load of bullets, the last zombie rushed towards Luo Feifei stepping on the sticky corpse of the same kind. Luo Feifei took two steps back in disgust, raised his hand and pressed the butt of his gun against the opponent's chin.

The zombie's mouth with its fangs was slammed shut, and it actually bit off its own tongue. The severed tongue fell limply at Luo Feifei's feet, and thick black blood flowed down the corner of its mouth. Zhang's jaw suddenly turned blood-black, and at the same time, large streams of black blood dripped onto the ground.

There were two drops of blood dripping on Luo Feifei's hand, before he had time to feel disgusted further, Luo Feifei raised his hand and hit the back of the opponent's head continuously with the butt of his gun.

He exerted all his strength, and another gurgle of black blood mixed with other solid-liquid mixtures burst out from the broken skull. He was very close to this zombie, and he was inevitably splashed a lot.

As the last zombie fell to the ground, the corridor immediately fell silent. Luo Feifei gasped for breath, inhaling the rotten air in his lungs, and felt that he also stinks as if he had been soaked in a pool of corpses, it was terrible.

The feeling on his hand was particularly uncomfortable, after all, it was directly touching the skin. He rubbed his hand on the clean part of his clothes, and suddenly frowned slightly.

I didn't feel it just now, but after wiping off the black blood on my hand, I suddenly felt a strange tingling sensation from the scraping of the clothes and skin.

It was only then that Luo Feifei realized that there was a wound on his hand, and he didn't know when it was hurt. Maybe it was from falling off the cliff before, maybe it was scratched by the iron gate when turning over the door, or maybe it was caught by a zombie in the chaotic group of zombies. His sharp claws reached.

The wound was faintly black, Luo Feifei frowned and squeezed, the wound that had begun to heal slowly oozes a little purple-black blood.

No matter what caused the scar, the wound has been directly exposed to the poisonous blood of the zombie just now, and the infection is almost beyond doubt.

Well, Luo Feifei couldn't tell if he was relieved, he thought optimistically that at least a new life could get rid of the current dirty and smelly state, and give him a temporary cleanliness.

Holding the gun, he kicked away the corpse on the ground halfway. The soles of his shoes rolled on the ground, rubbing away the sticky blood, and the faint bloody footprints continued deeper into the research institute.

He didn't know when this life would be gone. Luo Feifei, with the mentality of draining all his remaining value, used the little life left in this fire of life to try his best to get closer to victory.

Behind—or it could be somewhere else, the space design here makes it difficult to distinguish the source of distant sounds—there are numerous footsteps and gunshots coming vaguely and loudly, maybe it is Qi Yu and the others, but the fork in the road here is too loud. Many, hard to come across.

Luo Feifei began to feel the familiar dizziness and tightness in his chest. The lines of the checkered floor in front of him briefly appeared double in his vision.

Hold on to the wall and walk through the next turning. There is an elevator room in front of you. There are two elevators, one can only go up, and the other can only go down.

The sign hanging at the elevator entrance is very clear, the upper part is the office area, and the lower part is the laboratory.

The power system of the research institute is still in operation, and the elevators are also displayed on the first floor, but no matter which one you need to swipe your card to open, the security system of the research institute is quite complete.

He needs the card, but where will the card be?

Luo Feifei's head was in a daze. He pressed the down button several times, but the elevator didn't respond. Only the "beep" sound from the card slot next to him instructed him to swipe his card.

Luo Feifei propped his hands on the small platform where the buttons and card slots were placed between the two elevator doors, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and it was beginning to be difficult to stand still and think.

He wanted to give up struggling and wait until he had passed this life, but when he weakly slumped to the ground, he suddenly remembered that the zombie he had just killed at the end seemed to be wearing the clothes of an insider.

Although it was so dirty that the color of the clothes could not be seen clearly, Luo Feifei had a little impression of the print on the left chest of the clothes. It was seen outside the door. The pattern printed on the entire building of the institute was the logo of the institute.

Luo Feifei raised his hand and leaned hard on the platform of the button, trying to prop up his limp body, but when his fingers touched the button again, the slot made a shrill notification sound.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

In a daze, Luo Feifei felt that the frequency of the notification sound was very similar to the ECG monitor on the bedside of the ward, and when it turned into a long and sharp long sound, it was the moment when his life ended.

The hand he was holding on to finally slipped off the platform, and the dried blood on his palm was soaked and wet again with sweat, leaving a faint stain on the metal surface of the platform.

Luo Feifei lay quietly on the ground, and after a while, it turned into a pile of data fly ash and dissipated, and then stood there radiantly, looking down at the traces he had just left, as if he saw it from the perspective of a bystander. It looked like he was dying.

"There are six resurrection cards left..."

Luo Feifei muttered, calculating silently, this game has used three cards so far, the rest... should be enough, right?

Thinking that luckily he had a lot of life before, he stretched his arm, put the gun in hand, and walked back along the same path.

Luo Feifei didn't go very far. He was unwell just now, so it seemed a little longer, but in fact it was only a turning distance.

The zombie whose head had been punched out was still lying on the ground, Luo Feifei turned it over with the tip of a gun, revealing the same tragic front.

After a while of mental preparation, he touched the carrion with his freshly restored white and clean hands in disgust, and reached into the opponent's pocket to search.

Fortunately, he has always been lucky to find what he needs in the first pocket.

The card is not dirty, the photo shows a serious middle-aged man with a meticulous suit and tie, completely irrelevant to the unrecognizable corpse in front of him.

Luo Feifei put it in his pocket and hurried back to the elevator.

He inserted the card into the card slot, and then pressed the down button, the device made a crisp sound of correct recognition, and the elevator door slowly opened.

There are two floors underground, both marked with laboratories. Luo Feifei and the others—including Zhang Yi, don't know where the antibodies are kept in the laboratory.

Usually important things are buried at the bottom, Luo Feifei made such a guess and pressed the B2 button.

"Ding—the door is about to close." A sweet female voice whispered in the elevator, and Luo Feifei was startled by the ghostly notification sound.

The elevator descended slowly. The floor space of the research institute was a bit large, just two floors, but the arrival was not as fast as expected.

"Ding—the door is about to open, B2 floor."

The sweet female voice reminded again that Luo Feifei was already immune to it, holding the gun and staring indifferently at the crack between the two doors that was about to open.

The next moment, his pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately picked up the gun leaning on the ground, aiming at the gap that gradually opened up the distance.

A decayed face appeared in the gap close to the elevator door, with a leaking "ho ho" sound from its mouth.

It's a good one to open the door and kill.

At this moment, Luo Feifei was only thankful that he was not standing at the door of the elevator, otherwise he would have been suffocated by its bad breath.

Before the elevator door could fully expose its entire face, Luo Feifei had already shot out, piercing the opponent's head.

The zombie fell backwards, and when the door was fully opened, Luo Feifei saw it lying sprawled at the elevator entrance, with a very standard "If you want to go there, you have to step on my dead body."

This zombie was wearing a researcher's white coat, which seemed to be of good quality, maybe it had just been washed, except for some reddish brown and black blood stains on the collar and hem, it was quite clean.

Luo Feifei left a footprint on the clean spot of the white coat, stepped on it as he wished, and walked out of the elevator happily.

After walking two steps forward, the elevator closed behind him, but it still stayed on this floor without moving.

In front is a corridor that bends slowly to the right. There are some houses on both sides, the doors are closed, and the wandering researcher zombies can be seen through the glass.

Seeing that the door was closed, Luo Feifei didn't pay much attention to them, and planned to walk over directly.

Then, the door not far ahead was swung open by a hand covered in corpse spots. The other party looked at him with a tilted head in a gesture of looking out from the owner of the house. Luo Feifei almost suspected that it would grin the next moment. smile to yourself.

I'm afraid it's about to become refined.

The zombie-like behavior made his skin crawl. Luo Feifei picked up the gun that had been reloaded a long time ago, and hit each one coming out of the doors on both sides, like whack-a-mole.

Fortunately, the number of zombies here is not a threat. After cleaning up, Luo Feifei continued to move forward.

Not long after, a security door blocked his way, and the electronic lock beside the door was flickering.

Luo Feifei swiped it with the previous card, but the electronic lock showed a red light, indicating that the authority was not enough.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the delicate-looking electronic lock.

There are two solutions to this sophisticated modern device.

One is to follow the rules, and the other is violence.