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I looked at the message sent by Lao K and recalled that in the video, the person went from being bitten to standing up in about 10 seconds. The speed of the Corpse Change is truly terrifying. Remembering the news video from earlier, the medical expert still hadn't figured out how the virus spreads. It now seems that the monster's bite is indeed one of the ways the virus is transmitted.
No wonder Lao K mentioned in the message not to get bitten by the monsters. From the chaotic situation in the video shared by Lao K, it seems that the situation outside has become very dire. There is only one news video online regarding the virus, and considering that the video Lao K sent me has been taken down, it appears that the officials are quickly suppressing information about the spread of the virus.
I don't know what actions official will take next, but based on past disasters, the military will definitely carry out rescue operations. It shouldn't be a problem to hold out until the military comes to the rescue in the short term.
I have compared the appearance of the person in the video after Corpse change to that of Liu Laosan, and now I can be completely sure that Liu Laosan is infected with this terrifying virus.
I don't know if he becomes the kind of completely irrational monster, from a legal point of view, whether he still counts as a person. I also don't know if killing him counts as murder, or if it's considered self-defense. I can only comfort myself in this way for now.
Since there is a monster like Liu Laosan in this building that has already been infected with the virus, is it possible that there are a second, third, or even many more? This possibility cannot be ruled out, which means that the building I am currently in may already be harboring great danger.
I suddenly realized this issue and recalled how I had been leisurely walking downstairs earlier; now, thinking back, I felt a wave of fear.
Lao K was right; the only thing to do now is to stay at home and not go out. It's the safest way to protect myself.
The company is definitely not an option. I called the company and found that no one answered the phone. Thinking that I can't go out for the time being, I definitely need to prepare some food. So I checked the fridge and found that there are still a dozen eggs, 6 tomatoes, 1 pound of lean pork, 1 pound of beef, a pack of instant noodles, and some other vegetables, fruits, drinks, snacks, beer, and ice cream left.
I took another look at the rice bag and found that there wasn't much rice left, only about half a bag. Since I don't usually cook every day, I don't remember the exact amount of food left. After counting and estimating, I think it should be enough to last me for about a week.
I checked the water, electricity, gas, and internet again and found everything to be normal. At least it means that these essential supply departments for normal life have not been affected for the time being. As I was organizing food and checking around, I heard a panicked cry from outside, accompanied by the sound of doors and windows being pulled open. I walked to the window and took a look, but because of the blind spot, I couldn't see anything. However, judging from the sound, it seemed to be coming from the right side of the balcony.
Next to my room on the right, there is a young couple living there. The man seems to be a painter, tall and thin, with long hair, fair and gentle, and very artistic. I don't know what the woman does. We're not very familiar, we've only met a few times in the elevator and exchanged greetings. I opened the balcony door and stepped out onto the balcony.
Because my balcony is equipped with fully enclosed protective railings and anti-theft nets, I am not worried about a monster suddenly jumping onto the balcony to attack me.
Nevertheless, I still cautiously grip the Umbrella Sword.
I look to the right side of the balcony and indeed see a girl standing there, desperately holding the balcony door with both hands, unable to help but cry out loud.
" Xiaochen, please, don't bite me, okay?" The girl spoke with a crying tone, almost pleading.
I followed the sound and saw a figure inside the balcony door, desperately trying to pull the balcony door as if trying to break free.
I took a closer look at the figure, isn't that the painter? Thin and tall, with most of the face covered by the hair falling down, unable to see the eyes, only the white T-shirt with some bloodstains and light green liquid. I shouted, "What's going on? What happened?"
The girl looked at me and cried out loudly, "Quick, save me, he's changed into a corpse, at dawn, he's changed into a corpse!" I was shocked and quickly looked towards the figure at the balcony door. I saw the painter frantically pulling at the balcony door, trying to break it open. The girl was pushing with all her strength against the door, trembling all over from excessive panic, as if she was about to run out of strength.
I shouted, "Quick, lock the door from the outside! Bolt it shut!"
"The door won't close, his fingers are stuck in the gap," the girl cried.
I looked a bit anxious:
"Do you have anything sharp in your hand, like a small knife? Hurry and poke his fingers!"
"I... don't... I don't have... I really... really... don't want to be bitten by the monster, sob." The girl kept shaking her head, tears streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably. Her voice was trembling, and she was shivering all over. It was obvious that she was almost at her limit. I could see two fingers squeezing out from the crack in the door.
The girl kept shaking her head, and I kept staring at her. Suddenly, I noticed something in her hair:
" hairpin, use hairpin, quickly use hairpin to stab him!"
When the girl heard my shout, she immediately reacted and immediately pulled out the hairpin from her hair. She fiercely stabbed at the two fingers that had squeezed out.
The artist's fingers were instantly stabbed and bloodied. The girl seemed relentless, continuously stabbing fiercely. The artist, in pain, finally retracted his fingers.
The girl quickly used her body to slam the door shut, locked the door, and latched the bolt. Then she took a few steps back, her back against the balcony railing, and sat down slowly, leaning against the railing, shaking uncontrollably and sobbing. The series of actions by the girl surprised me, as it is the instinctive reaction of a person facing life and death.
The reason I thought of using hairpin is because back in high school, I used to be mischievous and pulled the braid of my female classmate. As a result, the irritable classmate used hairpin to poke me, it was the kind of steel-made hairpin that really hurt.
I waited for the girl to calm down, and then asked:
"Did you get bitten?"
I ask this not because I am kind-hearted, but because in such a desperate situation, I still have to care about a stranger. If she has already been bitten, even if I temporarily save her, it will be useless. At that time, once she undergoes a Corpse change, she may still involve me. After all, one's own safety is the most important at this time, so it's better to be safe. However, on the other hand, if she has not been bitten and is not infected, I don't mind saving one more person.
It's not that I am particularly kind or good-hearted, but I just don't want another monster in the area near where I am in this building. After all, one less monster means one less danger.
The girl, upon hearing my question, began to come to her senses after the terrifying experience just now. She checked her arms, legs, and feet to make sure she was okay, wiped away her tears, and then managed a smile at me. "No... I wasn't bitten. Thank you for saving me just now."
The girl's voice was still trembling, obviously not fully recovered from the previous fright.
"It was you who saved yourself, I just reminded you," I hadn't finished speaking when suddenly there was a loud bang.
The girl was startled by the sudden loud noise and screamed, then crouched on the ground holding her head. I looked towards the door and saw that the painter had started to pound on the balcony door. It was clear that he couldn't open the door, so he chose to use brute force to break it down. Blood trickled down from his head, running through his hair and down his cheeks. His once fair face now looked terrifying with bulging veins, and a light green secretion slowly oozed from the corners of his mouth, mixing with the blood and dripping onto his white T-shirt, which looked very disgusting.
Another "bang" sound, the girl was scared and let out a scream.
The person inside the door seemed to be attracted by the girl's scream just now, turned his head, then opened his mouth wide, and suddenly let out a roar, which scared the girl to cover her ears and involuntarily move towards my side on the balcony.
I was also startled by the sudden and unexpected roar of this person, but because of my previous experience fighting with Liu Laosan, I was not too panicked.
There was a continuous series of three door-banging sounds in a row, causing the entire balcony door to shake. The person outside was banging on the balcony door at an increasingly rapid pace, which frightened the girl, causing tears to well up in her eyes. She kept looking back and forth between the door and my direction.
The balcony door is made of tempered glass, and although it's called a door, it's actually a whole piece of tempered glass enclosed in an aluminum alloy door frame.
Although tempered glass is very strong, it cannot withstand the relentless and reckless pounding from the person inside. It's only a matter of time before the tempered glass shatters.
I visually measured the distance from the balcony on the girl's side to the balcony on my side, and it's about 5 meters. I also carefully examined the external wall, which has a protruding eaves that is about 20 centimeters wide. I tried to push it and it felt quite sturdy. So I shouted to her, "Quick, climb over here along the external wall!" When the girl heard my shout, she looked towards the eaves of the external wall, then glanced down at the ground, trembling, and said:
"I... I'm scared..."
As soon as the words fell, there was a loud "bang," and the balcony door was violently struck from the inside again. I saw the tempered glass tremble violently, and the girl was so scared that she screamed and shivered.
"If you don't want to be bitten to death, hurry up and climb over. That door is made of tempered glass and won't hold for long!" I urged.
The girl looked at the door, and the person inside roared at her. Then she looked in my direction, as if she had made a difficult decision. She wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, held onto the railing, climbed onto the balcony, and pressed her chest against the external wall. She began to move towards me step by step.
I was relieved that her balcony did not have a fully enclosed safety net like mine, otherwise, in this situation, I really wouldn't have any way to help her.
Soon, she had moved about a meter closer to me. Suddenly, she tilted her head and looked down, and I quickly reminded her:
"Don't look down! Look at me!" With my timely reminder, the girl stopped herself from looking down and turned to look at me again. Suddenly, the balcony door over there was violently hit again, and I could feel the entire external wall tremble slightly. I saw the girl close her eyes in fear, gripping tightly onto the protrusions on the external wall, her long, slender, fair legs starting to tremble uncontrollably.
"Don't be afraid, hold on tight," I comforted her.
Under my comfort, the girl opened her eyes and looked at me again, then took a few deep breaths and began to move towards me again.
I estimated the distance she moved, and now she's probably about two meters closer to me, with about three meters left.
I encouraged her:
"You've walked almost halfway, great job, keep it up."
The girl looked at me and nodded vigorously.
Suddenly there was a loud "bang" sound. I looked past the girl and saw a hand reaching out from the opposite balcony, wildly clawing at the air.
Evidently, the tempered glass of the balcony door had been shattered, but it seemed to be covered with several layers of thick protective film, preventing the glass from immediately shattering all over the ground.
The girl also heard the loud noise and wanted to turn around to see what was happening over there, but I immediately stopped her.
"Don't look back, keep walking towards me, quickly!"
The girl heard the urgency in my words and sensed that something was wrong. She stopped the urge to turn around and quickened her pace towards me.
Soon, she had reached the middle of the distance.
On the balcony across from me, there was another "bang" sound. The guy over there was vigorously pounding on the balcony door with his palm, his whole head stuck in the newly made hole in the door, constantly grimacing and crazily roaring towards my direction. I ignored that guy and shifted my gaze to the girl on this side. The girl seemed to have sensed the situation on the opposite balcony and looked extremely anxious. The frequency of her steps kept increasing. Before I could even warn her, I saw her left foot knock against the raised decorative pattern in the middle of the eaves in front of her. Her body swayed, but luckily she held on very firmly with both hands. However, her left slipper slipped off as a result, which made my heart skip a beat.
I quickly spoke up and reminded her:
"Don't panic! Grip your hands tightly, stand firm on your feet, and stop to adjust first."
The girl immediately stopped, took a few deep breaths, and adjusted the position of her feet. I saw cold sweat running down her forehead.
Then she began to move towards me, and I estimated that she was less than 2 meters away, probably only about 1.8 meters. At the same time, I climbed onto the balcony and reached out my right arm through the railing towards her. My arm span was also about 1.8 meters, and after subtracting shoulder width and the length of my other arm, my single arm was about 70 centimeters long. So, she was probably just over a meter away from my hand. She saw me reaching out to her, and a hopeful expression began to appear on her face, along with a faint smile towards me.
Very soon, there was only 1 meter left.
Then, slowly like this,
0.9 meters
0.8 meters
0.7 meters
0.6 meters
0.5 meters
Just when she was only half a meter away from my hand, she slowly reached out her right hand, trembling, to reach my right hand. I was almost about to grab her arm.
Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" from upstairs, followed by the sound of shattering glass. Then, a figure came crashing down and collided with the girl.
"Ah!"
Amid the girl's panicked and desperate scream, both of them fell together.
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