I searched in a classroom and found a wooden bat, which was placed in the cabinet for miscellaneous items.

"Maybe it was left by a member of a baseball club..."

He held it in his hand and waved it hard.

Huhu--!

The bat swung blankly.

(Sure enough, the best weapons often only need the simplest materials to make, and the toughness of wood is more suitable for making bats than metal...)

This thing is quite handy.

That's what Zhikura Dongye thought. In addition to this baseball bat, he also found a rusty utility knife.

"Then, go downstairs and have a look!"

He checked everything on the fourth floor except for the health care room, but found nothing.

Going further up is the top floor, and even if you go up, it doesn’t make any sense. Zhicang Dongye decided to leave the building.

Since we all know that there is a ghost in a certain square on the fourth floor, how could we hide here...

"For safety reasons, it is better to find a place suitable for hiding. It is best to collect some food and other things... There is a canteen or welfare club in the school? Unfortunately, I am not very familiar with the layout of the school..."

Zhikura Tomoya didn't know that the bizarre situation in front of him would end, nor could he conclude that this strange world would disappear. In the worst case, he might be trapped here forever. In order to survive, he had to think of some solutions.

Following the stairs to the third floor, Zhicang Dongye originally intended to go directly to the first floor. Unfortunately, the corridor leading to the second floor was piled up by a large number of tables and chairs, blocking the passage to the lower floor.

"Who did this? It feels like it's to prevent something from rushing up?"

When he thought of the zombie tide in the movie, people set up various obstacles to prevent zombies from pouring in.

"So... isn't it safe to go downstairs?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but hold the bat in his hand tightly.

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The road downstairs was not working, so Zhicang had to find another way at winter night.

"The picture posted here... should be the layout of the floor. There is an air corridor on the third floor leading to the sports building next to it."

At the entrance of the staircase on the third floor, he found a schematic diagram of the building in the school building.

It is not difficult to see through the schematic diagram that the layout of the third floor is almost the same as that of the fourth floor. The only difference is that there is an air corridor leading to another teaching building on the third floor.

(This is an unexpected discovery...)

He turned around and looked behind him. On the straight corridor, there were several science classrooms on the right, and at the end there was a corner leading to the air corridor.

"Is the air corridor? Maybe there is a way out in that direction..."

Zhicang Dongye thought so, so he took a step forward.

The ground was very dirty, covered with paper scraps and domestic garbage. After walking a few steps, a wet and sticky warm wind blew by, and his upper arms couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Zhikura Dongye frowned, and this strange airflow also brought a strange smell.

He smelled the fishy smell of rotten eggs.

Vomit! Zhicang Dongye almost vomited out because of nausea.

He had to hold his breath tightly, and looked around again, his brows getting tighter and tighter.

“Where does the odor come from?”

I don’t know why? Where did this disgusting smell come from, but I can’t find it all.

"This place is similar to the fourth floor, and the buildings seem to have aged for many years, and they have become abandoned and decaying buildings that have not been taken care of for a long time."

——Doom Copy System.

Could it be that the scene you are in is the future doomsday world?

Such thoughts made Chikura Dongye's pace slow down.

Dongdong, Dongdong!

Just as he walked briskly to the corner of the stairs, he heard some dull sound.

Dongdong.

It was a rhythmic collision.

"Who is where-"

When he thought so, he saw a strange-looking man standing sideways and hitting the wall with his head.

Zhicang's eyelids were one after another, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Dong!"

The figure was bending forward and hitting the wall with his head, as if he was "ramming" his head against the wall.

Because the picture in front of me was too bizarre, Chikura Dongye couldn't make any sound, and stood there alone and couldn't move.

It was a strange man. He was wearing rag-like clothes, his hair was messy and his skin was as colored as a patient suffering from jaundice. His surface was cracked due to excessive dryness, and his dead skin seemed to be peeling off one by one.

The nails of his hands were black and sharp, and they were pressing against the wall, and his head kept hitting against the wall.

"This guy has a problem..."

He suddenly came to his senses, slowed down his breathing, tiptoed back, trying not to make a slight sound.

Suddenly, the backing heel touched an empty can of canned food.

"Bang!"

An unexpected sound rang in the empty corridor.

——Now, the man's movements stopped.

Gakka.

His neck turned his head stiffly as if it was clockworked, and turned his head to look at Zhikuang Dongye.

At this moment, Zhicang Dongye also saw clearly that the man's pupils were covered with a layer of "white cataract", which was a white piece without any anger!

(This guy... is definitely not a human!)

When Zhicang Dongye thought so in his heart, the other party's stiff face suddenly became ferocious. The next second, the man let out a beast-like roar and rushed towards him.

Fight!

He swung the bat and swung it out violently. The target of his aim was the man's head.

Fortunately, I succeeded with the first strike.

The dull impact was fed back from the grip, but fortunately I held the bat with both hands.

The man suspected of being "zombie-turned" was hit and staggered back. Taking advantage of the unstable center of gravity, he took a step forward and added a second attack.

call out!

The air was scratched by a sharp second swing.

But--

...This time I made a mistake in swing.

I failed to hit the target, but fortunately, the mentality of Zhicang Dongye stabilized at this time.

"Since you can eat physical attacks, there is nothing to worry about!"

He calmed down and moved his steps to the right, and swung the baton with another blow, smashing the zombie man to the ground.

"Die!"

Zhicang Dongye spit out murderous intent from his mouth.

He continued to swing his baton at the zombie man who fell to the ground. Until his skull was broken, he knocked out dark red blood flowers one by one. Finally, he found that the man who was Sang Shi stopped moving and stopped.

"call--!"

Zhicang Dongye gasped and took a few steps back. At this moment, the change happened at this moment.

A zombie man whose head was beaten to death suddenly floated up with a black particle-like light spot. In a blink of an eye, these light spots turned into a ball of black flames.

The black flame floated in the air, and he walked forward curiously.

A sudden change occurred—

With a "scream", the black flame turned into a thin and long flame, and took the initiative to penetrate into his chest.

In a blink of an eye, he felt his heart beating and his movements slowed down.

"This is……?"

I reached out and touched my chest. I could feel something else in my heart position through a layer. It seemed that there was a swaying airflow hidden in my heart position that was beating in my chest.

It is quite strange that the air formed by the "black flame" flows into the body without any abnormality, but instead has a wonderful sense of comfort.

Then, a message emerged in his mind.

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