Extraordinary starts from tearing the script

Chapter 308 307 "I'm a human, not a monster."

After hearing Ma Wu's self-introduction, someone whispered sarcastic remarks: "He is so powerful, and I have never seen him go to fight those monsters."

Zhang Guangmu is not clear about the mentality of the person who said this, and what purpose he intends to achieve, but he knows that this kind of person who has high standards for others, regardless of their ability, can be called a team cancer.

only……

Ma Wu, who obviously heard this sentence, gave a wry smile, stretched out his hand, and said, "I'm indeed very strong, but I haven't experienced any combat training."

"To be honest, I haven't even killed a chicken or a fish before. When I suddenly saw that situation, I was able to find a safe place to hide, which is already a super-level performance."

"My hands are still shaking."

Hearing such an explanation, those who have ghosts and ghosts who have strict standards for others are not good enough to make a sound.

At this time, some people also stood up, saying that internal strife is not good, they should unite as one, and sincerely exposed their abilities and talents.

After most of the people had finished introducing themselves, a handsome young man cleared his throat and said loudly: "My name is Xiao Quanquan. Although I have never experienced such a thing, I was a senior member of the Outdoor Survival and Simulated Battlefield Club before. Members have some experience in fighting, shooting, and first aid."

"I feel that I will definitely not lose the chain at the critical moment!"

"I hope I can lead everyone to live together! Escape from this ghost place!"

Only at this time did Zhang Guangmu notice Xiao Jinquan's existence.

The other party is my old acquaintance in "Secret Assignment", in terms of personality...

Probably similar to the temperament of Yue Buqun, the head of Huashan Mountain, the "hypocrite" type.

Xiao Jinquan's speech had obvious intentions. Like Zhang Guangmu, he also wanted to be the talker of this small surviving team.

It's not that he thinks that he is the most suitable candidate, no one can do better than himself, mainly because...

Xiao Jinquan thought that if he could become the leader of this survivor team, then...even if he died, he could die later.

Maybe there will be a turning point, and he will be the one who survived in the end!

Naturally, such a dry "I want to be the boss" speech cannot be recognized by everyone.

After everyone finished their self-introduction, they began to discuss in lowered voices.

Even the most emotionally charged people did not shout loudly without cerebral palsy.

Everyone invariably controlled the volume within one area.

"The security room doesn't seem very safe here... Although the door looks like it's made of metal, it doesn't feel very strong. It might not even be as good as solid wood soaked in tung oil..."

"Isn't it? If it's really so fragile, why didn't the living corpse just chase after it?"

"Probably, apart from the bloodthirsty, killing and cannibalistic urges, they still retain human nature. The door is closed, which means that this house is marked as [inaccessible]."

"Then what should I do next?"

"Food...you can wait for a while, mainly water! The temperature here is not too high, but we have just experienced an escape, and we are sweating. If we are frightened, if there is no water, it may last for three days. I can't survive!"

"Compared to this, does anyone remember how he was arrested?"

"I don't remember, the last memory...is eating in the company cafeteria."

After all, everyone's background is [humans living in peacetime], and they haven't really come into contact with such weird things at close range. Suddenly encountering a living corpse and being able to quickly adjust their status is already quite good performance.

After a brief exchange, everyone started searching in groups of two and two in the security room.

In the security room, at first glance, it seems that there are only TV sets, tablet computers, toilets and a hard bed.

In this small room, there seems to be nothing that can be used.

But after rummaging through boxes and cabinets, they really found a lot of useful things.

A whole bag of milk powder that has not been opened and expired for half a year, a pair of cut-resistant gloves, a stab-proof vest, a strong flashlight, half a bottle of mineral water, about two-thirds of a box of crispy noodles, a plate of antibiotics, two black and blue schoolbags .

Everyone received a bag of crispy noodles, chewed them whole to replenish energy, and then piled up the found materials in the middle of the house.

Everyone with thirsty mouths stared at the half bottle of water, but no one was the first to speak.

In normal times, half a bottle of mineral water that has been drunk by others, everyone doesn't bother to take a look at it, just feel that it is not clean at all if it has been stained with other people's saliva.

But now...

This is the most important and precious survival material.

The bathroom has been cut off, and there is no remaining wash water.

Seeing the silence of the crowd, Zhang Guangmu grinned and said in a low voice: "I observed it specially."

"The second floor is not locked, but those monsters in the way are a big trouble."

"The good news is..."

"Although there are ten 'classrooms' on the first floor, only six were knocked open."

"In other words, we only need to face six living corpses instead of ten."

The attention of the survivors was successfully diverted by Zhang Guangmu.

The eyes of everyone looking at him suddenly became resentful.

What kind of good news is this?

"According to my observations, those monsters retain their hearing, but they are relatively dull, and only respond strongly to sharp sounds."

Hearing Zhang Guangmu's words, some people immediately echoed: "Indeed, I was able to escape only because someone screamed at a critical moment, attracting the living corpse's attention!"

"Otherwise, I must be dead!"

At this time, Zhang Guangmu showed a jumping thinking that was different from ordinary people.

He pointed to the strong flashlight on the ground, and said, "I noticed something..."

"In every room that everyone was in when they woke up, the light was pretty good."

"Every living corpse..."

"Initially they were in a state similar to [hibernation]."

Hearing this, people with quicker reactions, such as Ma Wu, have already realized what Zhang Guangmu wants to say.

"Why don't you try this strong flashlight."

Zhang Guangmu squeezed his knuckles: "What if those living corpses, like vampires, are turned into ashes when they are illuminated by strong light?"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Guangmu picked up a palm-sized copy of "Summary of Historical Knowledge Points of Secondary Senior High School" on the table, and put it in his pocket casually.

"I don't know if everyone has noticed..."

"Ten rooms, ten people in each room, that is to say, there should be a hundred people on the first floor of this building, excluding the living corpses."

Immediately someone next to him nodded, saying that he had also counted specially, and that there must be ten people in his room.

"However, the dead in the corridor, the rooms that were knocked open, the people who survived...the data can't be retrieved at all."

Zhang Guangmu paused for a moment, as if describing an objective fact, and said firmly: "Besides us, there are another group of people alive in this building!"

"If you can get in touch with them..."

Boom!Boom!Boom!
At this moment, the door was knocked lightly and regularly.

The room was silent.

Everyone held their breath, their hearts were beating wildly, they were covered in cold sweat, and they nervously followed the prestige.

Through the door, nothing can be seen.

Not long after, a slightly hoarse juvenile voice came from outside: "I am a human, not a monster."

(I fell asleep and fell asleep, got up and continued writing)
(End of this chapter)