22. Hit the shelves tomorrow at noon, and the update will start at 1 p.m
A few minutes ago.
Lifting the quilt, Mu Su's idiot smiled and froze on his face.
Originally, her beautiful face was full of swollen green veins, her cloudy eyes could not see her pupils, and her sallow complexion was like that of a seriously ill person. The mouth was wide open and roaring, and blood and mucus dripped from the grinning teeth.
"Down, down, don't go down......" Mu Su looked sad, sadly covering its head again, only then did he feel that his inner impact had weakened a little.
With a long sigh of relief, Mu Su's gaze moved downward.
It wears a black-trimmed lace dress and its slender legs are covered with over-the-knee cotton socks. The shoes are thrown away at some point, and the black socks outline the thin feet. In the struggle, the dress has been flipped up to a point where Medusa can be easily seen.
Mu Su, who had just been frightened, hardened again.
I'm not talking about moods.
Makisu began to take off his trousers, which he got stuck in when he took off his underwear.
He remembered how long I would have to live, and how similar it was to now.
Mu Su was annoyed again with the game setting that couldn't be ***.
Mu Su was ruthless in his heart, and he didn't mention his pants anymore. The hands are stretched out, and the heart has said that it is always okay to have a hand addiction.
At this moment, a fishy wind rushed beside him, knocking down Mu Su, who was caught off guard.
Mu Suleng paused for a moment, and then remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to close the door just now?
The blood basin bit the big mouth, and Mu Su struggled and yelled when he came back to his senses.
"I haven't touched it yetβ"
The teeth tore open the trachea, and the sound stopped abruptly as the blood gushed out.
I didn't even have time to write to Mu Su who the murderer was.
β¦β¦
"You've got a hint." In the car, the back seat was fiddling with a pistol.
After the death returned, they ransacked the gun shop again and chose to replace it with a pistol.
Now I'm heading to the lab.
"Well, Mu Su died last time." The deep sea head of the driver's seat does not look back, meaning something. "At least it shows that he is not a coward who is hiding."
The red-lipped Katyusha was unheard.
"What if it......" Feng Suiying hesitated, "What if there is no vaccine." β
"Impossible." The talkative Deep Sea spoke again: "All the clues point to the laboratory......"
"What if?" The wind follows the shadow just like the appearance, and I am often worried. "We have to take into account all the possibilities."
"Do you want us to stop the spread of the virus?" The deep sea offers another possibility. "Like keeping zombies out of the lab."
Jing Hong dismissed: "It's simply impossible. What happened before 8 a.m. is a given fact. We can't change what has happened. β
"Tsk."
The deep sea ended with a soft smack, and the interior of the car turned silent.
β¦β¦
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Gunshots rang out, Katyusha was in the head, and the three of them followed all the way into the laboratory office.
Kicking open the door of the utility room, I saw that the scientific researcher was desperately resisting a zombie biting on his body.
Bang!
The gunshot rang out, and the back of the zombie's head exploded with blood, and it was motionless.
Jing Hong stepped forward and pushed away the zombie, revealing the scientific researcher who had been shot in the neck and dyed red and white.
Several people were speechless, looking up at Katyusha with green smoke curling from the muzzle of the gun.
"Slippery hands." Katyusha said without remorse.
Glancing at the office of a corpse, he sighed: "Let's commit suicide again, who will come?" β
Feng Suiying hesitated and said, "Wait, if Mu Su is going on something......
"What we do is more important." Jing Hong said, and when he saw that no one stood up, he spoke: "Then I'll come." β
The muzzle of the gun was pressed against his temple, and he took a deep breath, his fingers moving slightly and twitching his cheek.
Jinghong, who couldn't do it for a long time, looked at Katyusha.
"Whew...... You can help me. β
The latter raised his hand in response.
Jing Hong hurriedly spoke: "Wait-"
Bangββ!
Shocked by the trash can.
Mu Su, whose palm was about to touch the delicate silk feet, sat up on the bed.
β¦β¦
Bang bang bang!
Gunshots rang out one after another, Katyusha was in the head, and the three of them followed closely and rushed all the way into the office.
Kicking open the door of the utility room, I saw that the scientific researcher was desperately resisting a zombie biting on his body.
To avoid the last tragedy, Jinghong took the lead in and dragged away the zombie, and the gun was put to its jaw and fired several shots.
The scientific researcher gasped and looked at several people at the door in panic: "You are from the police?" β
"Where's the vaccine?" Seeing that he was not injured, Jinghong asked in detail from the beginning.
"There is no vaccine...... he stood up against the wall in shock, his heart beating violently: "The virus was sent to the laboratory last night, and even the name was improvised." Outcome...... How's it going out there! β
Speaking of what he thought of at the end, he shouted anxiously.
The people looked at each other and replied truthfully: "Half of the city has been infected." β
The scientific researchers were stunned, and sat on the ground in despair.
Jing Hong asked: "Is there no way to deal with this virus?" β
The head buried between the legs shook slightly.
"Let's go, let's go and see somewhere else." Seeing that he could no longer get useful information, Jinghong turned to his companion and said.
The wind blocking the door turned away with the shadow and the deep sea.
Syllable.
A gun is thrown at the scientist's feet.
Katyusha didn't turn her head back and passed by the slightly sideways gaze of Jinghong.
But when everyone is about to walk out of the office area-
Bang!
Gunshots rang out in the back.
A few people walked at a beating.
"We're going in the wrong direction, it's a dead end."
Reluctant to think about what was going on, he sighed, "The virus did break out from here, but it can't let us clear the customs here." β
"Why don't you think about it another way?" The wind opens with the shadow. "For example, why do we have the ability to backtrack?"
The stalled procession moved again, and the crowd went out.
Deep Sea asked rhetorically: "Because we are players?" β
"It's not because we're players that we can backtrack. It's because we can backtrack that we're the players. β
The wind followed the shadow and said that it was awkward. Taking the time to understand what he meant, Jing Hong thoughtfully: "What do you mean...... The key to clearing the customs is on us? β
"What if...... I mean, if it's true...... Indeed......" The wind whispered as the shadow grew quieter, and he saw that Katyusha was losing patience.
He fixed his mind and said, "Let's say we play the main role of a TV series in real people. The first episode of the TV series is about a crisis that erupts and requires us to play the main character struggling on the first day of the end...... Going back in time may be the 'director' dissatisfaction with the plot development, such as the death of the main character played by the player. I wonder if there is such a possibility: we need to start the wonderful first episode, and then the director will pass through and reach the second day. β
The wind follows the shadow, as always, the expression is disordered, and it is barely understandable.
"Strange thoughts." Jing Hong said, thinking about how many possibilities there are.
Feng Suiying scratched his head: "I've tried the Nightmare difficulty once before, and it's a bit like this ......"
Jing Hong stopped in front of the glass door and stretched out his hand to push: "We can verify it." β
"How to verify." Katyusha spoke.
"Make a good move."
"For example?"
[Player - Wind with the Wind - Deceased]
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Di Di Di Di - Di - Di
The bedside alarm clock makes an endless noise and shows the current time: AM08:00.
Mu Su, who was reaching out to lift her skirt a second ago, lay calmly on the bed.
"Three times twice bad me, good things ......"
A pair of dark eyes gradually shrank.
"When I'm muddy......"
No one can offend Mu Su.
No one.