Doomsday Simulation: This Is Not a Game

Chapter 8 The Four Seasons of Confusion 【Seek to read and collect】

"Now that you know it's your own people, don't do anything? Then why did this guy give me a stick when he opened the door just now?!"

Song Han pinched his throat with one hand and held his fist high in the air with the other, as if he was going to chisel him again at any time.

"I dare not let you in, and I dare not let you make any noise here to attract zombies!"

The man was crying, his voice became a little hoarse under Song Han's restraint, and what he said seemed to be true:

"You are clean, your hands and face are white, and you are so strong. It looks like you came from a place where you can afford food and clothing. Who knows what you are doing here? We It is not easy to have a shelter, how dare I meet you, I can only find a way to kill you among the zombies!"

Song Han was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked down at the messy face and dirty clothes of the man in front of him, and then at his neat and complete coat and big underpants.

It seems that it really is.
"Brother, can you let go first? We are really not worth your hands."

The man under Song Han coughed a few more times, panting heavily.

The movement of the zombies outside continued, and the man behind Song Han also stood up, but he just stood there rubbing his throat and looked at Song Han who was riding his elder brother in front of him, and finally didn't dare to make any more moves Come.

Song Han slowly lowered his raised fist, and finally got up and let go of the man.

As soon as the hand clamping his throat was released, the man gasped heavily. Who knew that just as he coughed, there was a burst of scratching outside the iron gate behind him, scaring him immediately and Covering his mouth, he got up from the ground with some difficulty.

And Song Han walked over to pick up the pistol that was thrown on the ground, and took a look at it after popping the clip.

Sure enough, there were no bullets.

Song Han raised his pistol and aimed at the man with the gun just now:
"Is there a bullet in the chamber?"

The man who was pointed at by the gun didn't panic at all, he just showed a wry smile towards Song Han:

"I picked up this gun in the bank. It's this time, where are the bullets!"

"Clap."

Song Han pulled the trigger, but the pistol was not loaded at all.

"Let's go up and have a look. Is it really okay for the zombies outside to scratch the door like this?"

Song Han was playing with the pistol casually, then first looked up at the corridor on the other side, then turned his head to look at the creaking iron door, and asked with some concern.

Now that I know I'm afraid, what did you do long ago?
The bearded man muttered something in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it. He just shook his head slowly: "Sure. No problem. This door opens from the inside to the outside. As long as it doesn't get torn apart by zombies, there should be no problem. In the bank It's still pretty solid."

Song Han nodded, and no longer worried about the zombies, but went straight up the stairs.

[The system archive point has been reached, and it has been automatically archived for you! 】

Song Han breathed a sigh of relief.

Very good, next time I finally don't have to play drag racing with the group of zombies outside.
The two men followed behind Song Han, looked at each other but didn't do anything else, just followed Song Han up the stairs obediently.

There are offices on both sides of the corridor on the first floor. The outer windows of the office are equipped with strong enough anti-theft nets, so there is no need to worry about zombies flooding in for a while. Then the two men used the sofa in the house, The desk and other things blocked the window and blocked the view, so as long as there was no big movement, the first floor would be safe for the time being.

As for the other things in the office, they were all empty, even the door had been removed, and it was probably burned as firewood.

Going up to the second floor, what Song Han saw was an extremely empty lobby area, probably the kind of place where a large number of workstations are concentrated in office, but it is also empty at the moment.

With the faint light of the red moon shining through the gap, Song Han saw that there seemed to be two people huddled in the corner.

A young man who seemed to be about the same age as himself was lying on the edge of the window on the second floor, looking back and forth at the things on the street outside through a very narrow gap, and couldn't help but look back when he heard someone coming up behind him glance.

Through the red moonlight penetrating in, Song Han could vaguely see the boy's malnourished and sickly face!

And there was another person in the shadow in the corner of the hall, he couldn't see clearly, just watched him sitting there and seemed to be whispering, saying something with a half-smile, which was somewhat scary in this dim environment.

"Probably going crazy."

He whispered something to the bearded man who came up behind Song Han, walked to a table and turned on a weak electric light.

It is a portable lamp of the solar energy.

Song Han glanced at the two solar panel batteries placed on the table for replacement by the indoor lights that were slowly turning on.

The hall is really spacious, probably because all the things that can be burned have been burned.Except for a pile of messy debris in the corner, the entire hall is basically empty!

The only thing that puzzled Song Han was that there was still a large pile of ashes from the burning wood in the center of the hall, which seemed to be just after it was extinguished!
Song Han was a little stunned, and glanced at the time display of the simulator:
Early morning of August 2021, 8 in the federal calendar.

"The weather in August, it's still so hot outside, are you warming up by the fire inside?"

Who knew that as soon as Song Han said this, everyone present looked up at Song Han standing there in astonishment, with unconcealable surprise in their eyes!

"what happened?"

Song Han looked at the surprised eyes that several people cast at the same time, and was a little confused.

The bearded man gave a wry smile:
"Where did you spend your fairy days before? Don't you even know that the four seasons change every month?!"

"Four seasons change every month??"

Song Han was taken aback for a moment, and then asked: "That is to say, this month is still summer, and next month will be autumn?? Is that what you mean?"

(End of this chapter)