The friends of Wushen Class 1 were waiting to pick up Song Fei and Lin Dilee, so they didn't dare to make a fire to make breakfast. They were afraid of being distracted, so they ate some snacks brought by the library, even if they were dealt with. Now that people were waiting, even though one of them had been sent to the corner to draw circles, the friends still kindly assigned snacks.

Lin and Song, who were full of soup, took the snacks calmly and feasted.

But the friends were sad to see it, and Qiao Siqi asked a little complainingly: "Didn't they give you any food?"

"I've divided it," Song Fei quickly cleared the name of the classmate in Class 2, "I've drunk a lot of bean sprout soup!"

Qiao Siqi slapped the table and said, "This is so unkind. At least we share the hardships, so I'll give you two bean sprouts?"

"Uh," Song Fei recalled the just-dead bean sprout journey, feeling unbearable, "They are the same."

Qiao Siqi was stunned for a while, and his face changed from anger to sympathy, muttering to himself: "It sounds so pitiful..."

Song Fei wanted to say something, but Wang Qingyuan said, "Qi Yan, what are you looking at?"

He turned around and found Qi Yan squatting in another corner of the wall, picking up one of the arm of the zombie corpse, and observing with concentration. Perhaps he was too devoted and had no reaction to Wang Qingyuan's call. The next second suddenly picked up the utility knife and made a hole in the zombie's forearm. After the scratch, he might feel that it was not deep enough, so he began to use the blade to saw it back and forth.

Cut the zombie's arms and numb the scalp of the little friend.

Everyone couldn't help but squeeze into the corner of Song Fei's circles, absorbing each other's body temperature, and looking at the creepy scene. The zombie's arm wound was not bleeding, so the visual impact was more intuitive, especially when Qi Yan was finally satisfied, put down the knife, and began to break open the wound and look in. The skin turned outward made the scalp explode.

"Qi, Brother Qi," Luo Geng trembled his teeth and said from the heart, "It's dead, and it didn't really hurt us. Don't you have to abuse the corpse so cruelly, right?"

Looking at the zombie without any desire, Li Jingyu wanted to cry, and there was always a kind of despair of his future outcome: "I shouldn't have beaten him in the 10,000-meter race..."

Qi Yan seemed to have entered a state of no one. No matter how you scream, he ignored it, frowned and looked at it with his eyes fixedly, as if snow lotus could grow from the wound in the next second.

Song Fei hugged his friends, and one of them was counted as one, and they all touched their heads as comforted. Finally, he suddenly shouted to Qi Yan: "Handsome guy--"

These two words are like a burst of electric current. Student Qi, who had been immersed in his own world before, did not hesitate at all, and raised his head: "Hmm?"

The friends are black, obviously this shout has become an instinctive reaction deeply embedded in the bone marrow. It is not difficult to imagine how tired the two of them are when they are together.

"What have you developed?" Song Fei didn't think it was wrong. This nickname was so used to being the one with Qi's surname. Hey, that guy, there's no difference.

"I can't confirm yet, I need to look at a few more."

"come on."

"Um."

After the conversation ended, Qi Yan continued, Song Fei withdrew his gaze and explained to the confused students: "It's okay, they have professional habits of biology. When they encounter anything, they want to do a section and put a microscope on the bottom line research. Now there is no microscope, so they can only have the naked eye."

Zhou Yilu: "Then he said he needed to see a few more..."

Song Fei: "Just cut a few more arms, there are a few corpses piled up there. It is probably not enough for a single or two sample groups."

Qiao Siqi: "Don't you feel disgusted?"

Song Fei: "It's disgusting. But if you can really study something useful, it's worth it no matter how disgusting it is."

My friends were silent, and for the first time I admired Song Fei's realm from the bottom of my heart...

Song Fei: "It's not me who did it."

Get out of here!

In order to facilitate the knife and compare, Qi Yan simply took off all the zombies' clothes and lay the corpses on the ground, lined up shoulder to shoulder. To be safe, he put on black leather gloves and began to be curious about where to cut the zombies.

Although the zombie's body had no blood sprayed out for some reason, this picture was enough to make the students in Wushen Class 1 suffer from strong physiological discomfort. In the end, everyone stopped shrinking and ran to the other end of the kitchen, farthest from Qi Yan, and turned his back to him and took a deep breath, adjusting the continuous nausea.

After a long time, Zhou Yilu was still worried: "I am just an ordinary college student, and I really can't come here."

The friends refuted in unison: "Who isn't a fucking ordinary college student!"

This also includes Song Fei, which makes everyone quite different: "You can't stand it?"

"..." He can understand Qi Yan's exploration from a professional perspective, and can even accept him to cut him, but it does not mean he can accept that he will be cut. When he is in love, the two are eating and learning to roll on the bed sheets, which does not include academic activities!

More than half an hour later, Qi finally finished his research and kindly asked his friends: "Do you want to come and have a look?"

"No, no, you'll have fun..."

Friends, please shake your head off.

Qi Yanxiong had no choice but to say, "Then come and help us throw the body out of the window. I'm still uneasy when I'm always here. Even if the zombie virus is not transmitted, other bacteria may be breeding."

Song Fei covered his eyes and politely declined on behalf of his friends: "Teach yourself, you can't stand this, and we really can't stand it."

Only then did Qi Yan realize why his comrades resisted so much, and completely blackened his lines: "I didn't dissect it!"

Song Fei was stunned, and the others were also confused. Qi Yan was amused and crying: "I just wanted to see their muscle tissue and confirm my own ideas. I am just a biological person, not a medical student. You are too proud of me..."

Everyone walked over tremblingly, and then they found that the body was lying on the ground. It was clearer because there were no traces of strands. Except for some scars of varying depths on their limbs, they had basically not suffered any damage on their bodies. Of course, they would not say their heads. They had been severely injured by their friends during the previous fight. But overall, they were still within acceptable range.

Song Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that this misunderstanding Qi Yan was also responsible: "Just study the arms and legs, why are you taking off their clothes?"

Qi Yan said for granted: "Put the floor as a mat."

Song Fei: "This...is a good idea."

Everyone was embarrassed, they discovered that when facing Qi Yan, Song's aura would last for only three seconds.

Taking advantage of the lack of zombies outside, Wusheng Class 1 picked up the eastmost window and worked together to send the corpse together with the sausage. Fortunately, the zombies were poured out, but the sound of the sausage pouring became louder, so when the window was closed, several zombies had already appeared in the corner of the wall.

Everyone joked in Class 2, such as zombies being afraid of the cold. Song Fei thought about it now, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was credible.

The careful Lin Dilee found a mop and cleaned the dirty left by the bucket and the body. Then, she took out a very delicate flat and round perfume from somewhere and gently sprayed it into the air.

Just two moves.

The odor has dissipated a lot because of the opening of the window, and now it has completely disappeared, leaving only the faint fragrance floating for a long time.

"It's good to bring girls."

The male classmates swept away the haze in the faint fragrance and felt relaxed and happy.

Lin Dilee was in the mood to pay attention to them, and just hugged her treasures, feeling so sad that she felt sad - she had been reluctant to use them, and she just sprayed the kitchen like this.

The 1st Martial Arts Class spread the clothes left by the zombies flat, the thick outer garments were laid alone, and the thinner inner garments were laid two or three layers, finally forming a floor that could barely accommodate eight people lying. However, this kind of accommodation could only be wide enough when eight people lie side by side. As for each person's head and feet, it would have to be sacrificed. A short person could curl his legs and half of the tall legs were basically on the ground.

The zombie's clothes were intertwined with red and dark, with soil and blood. The blood was deep, shallow, light and dark, and it was impossible to tell which were from the innocent classmates who were attacked by them and which were their own. Fortunately, Qi Yan found a large black plastic bag, similar to the trash can on the side of the road, which should be used by the canteen to clean up the kitchen waste by itself. It was torn apart and spread it to a flattening level of one and a half to two square meters, only a few, and covered all the clothes, stuffed the joints under the clothes, and then used a few large bowls to hold several fixed points on the four sides, reinforced, and a black plastic floor was laid out gorgeously.

Finally, Wusheng Class 1 had a less cool habitat. Everyone wrapped their cotton coats and down jackets tightly and finally sat together. Qi Yan then told the research results: "I have always thought before that if zombies are also a kind of creature, then they must have energy intake if they want to maintain their lives. Through these days' observations, this energy can only be a living person, because we have never seen them eat anything else. But now there are so many zombies outside, but no living person is seen, and all the surviving classmates cannot hide. Why haven't they starved to death?"

Everyone was stunned by this sudden problem.

Even if you understand Ex, such as Song Fei, you have to sigh that the idea of ​​academic masters is different from that of ordinary people. Ordinary people are now thinking about what they eat, while academic masters have begun to think about what zombies eat.

"Can they bite people to death and don't eat them at once," Zhou Yilu speculated, "like a leopard, drag them to hide them and eat them slowly?"

"No," a glimmer flashed in Wang Qingyuan's eyes behind the lens, as if he had captured the point that Qi Yan wanted to say, "If they did not chew the person in a short time, then the bitten person would probably turn into a zombie in the middle and turn into a zombie directly. How could he wait to be dragged elsewhere to save it?"

"Actually, think about it carefully," Song Fei tried hard to recall the journey from Zhiyuan Building in the Level 4 exam to the boys' dormitory and then to the library. "Except for the students who jumped off the building who were completely divided, the others seemed to be infected after being bitten, such as missing a piece of face and a piece of neck, and even obvious wounds were not visible. Maybe some bite was bitten somewhere and the legs were infected. From the visual perspective, the bite should be more mutated than directly eaten."

"No, there is a bug in this," Qiao Siqi was confused. "If the other party mutates while gnawing, will the zombie continue to eat or give up directly? Continue to eat, which means that he also eats zombie meat. If he gives up, it will be even more irritating. Basically, if you eat one, you have to give up one. According to Qi Yan, there is no energy to ingest. Only one person can bite a bite, and it may not be possible to bite off the meat, and he can ingest what?"

"Can some people mutate quickly after being bitten, some people mutate slowly, like some viruses, some people get sick quickly after being infected, and some people may lurk for more than ten years and never get sick," Li Jingyu said, "So the fast ones become zombies, and the slow ones are eaten?"

"Not right." Song Fei narrowed his eyes and recalled the scene when the corpse tide first broke out. "When I was in Zhiyuan Tower, I saw them throwing the people who had just eaten two bites down and rushing to other people. Look at lions or leopards, just say catching antelope. They first locked a target, then scattered the antelope flock, and rushed to that one, catching it without saying a word and dragging it away. When eating, no matter how many antelope there were around, they wouldn't take a look again. But these zombies were not, and they gave me the feeling that it was not important to eat or not. Seeing one eating one is their favorite..."

The discussion can't continue here because everyone found themselves trapped in a chaotic and chaotic world. It seemed that there was a way everywhere and could take two steps anywhere, but they couldn't find the right direction. As they walked, they entered a dead end or simply went back to their original place.

Unintentionally, Yu Guang glanced at the certainty in Qi Yan's eyes, and Song Fei understood: "Hey, don't keep it a secret, say it quickly."

His ungent tone made Qi Yan frown in grievance and speak without saying a word.

Song Fei's black line: "What, do you want me to kiss you again?"

Qi Yan's eyes lit up, as bright as stars!

The six friends also turned to look at Song Fei, looking excited and joyful as if they were watching the fun without much trouble.

Song Feixiong wanted to shave his mouth for this unblocked person: "Uh, that, I see you are all so serious, so I'll liven up the atmosphere..."

Six contemptuous big eyes flew over, and Song pretended not to see it.

Qi Yan lowered his eyes in disappointment. His pitiful look made his comrades want to hang a "scumbag" sign for Song Fei!

Song Fei pretended to be ignorant on his face, but in fact he had already swung Qi Yan up and beat him again and again eight hundred times! He was obviously so simple and simple when he was dating, and even when he scolded him, he never beat around the bush. Why has he changed from an idol to an acting school now? And he is so fucking very thoughtful!

There was no need to look at Song Fei's expression, and just swept his slightly twitching nostrils. Qi Yan knew that this person was already crazy. Although he felt ashamed of "I am so bad", the happy pigeon flock could not stop and flew around in his heart.

He cleared his throat with a cough, and Qi Yan became serious. After all, there is still some serious matter at the moment-

"I judge that spreading viruses is their instinct, and eating people is not. So they will pounce as many people as possible under this instinct, gnaw as much as possible, and then pounce on one after gnawing. Only when there is no second living person around can they continue to gnaw, and this gnaw may not be absolute. If you think about it carefully, we have seen a lot of zombies along the way, but there are very few corpses. If they really gnaw on a large scale, they should always leave behind broken bones on the ground. Without broken bones, it means that there are very few people gnawed, and infected corpses are the mainstream."

Qi Yan revealed what he thoughts and thoughts in one breath, and friends need to digest them.

In a thoughtful way, Wang Qingyuan understood the fastest and first discovered the problem: "If, as you said, their chewing people is just to spread the virus, and they eat people in rare cases, then how can they make a living with so many zombies outside? As you said just now, any creature needs to intake energy."

Qi Yan nodded and continued, "So I just cut off their muscle tissue to confirm my guess."

Wang Qingyuan: "Has it been confirmed?"

Qi Yan: "It's basically the case. I checked all the corpses, and their muscles and fat remained in a relatively stable state. For example, if a person doesn't eat and drink water for a week, in order to maintain his life, the body will quickly consume fat and muscles. For example, when we found you in the library, this consumption was very obvious. However, not only did the corpses just now, there was no sign of any consumption formed by long-term non-food consumption on the surface, but after cutting it, there was no sign of this."

Wang Qingyuan: "What is the conclusion?"

Qi Yan: "Their metabolism is extremely slow."

Wang Qingyuan: "Eternal life?"

Qi Yan: "It shouldn't be so, but I can't hold on for a year or two without eating or drinking, or three or five years, maybe it's OK."

Wang Qingyuan: "What will happen to you three or five years later? Let's die together?"

Qi Yan: "This possibility exists."

Wang Qingyuan: "The scene will definitely be spectacular at that time."

Qi Yan: "Yes..."
Chapter completed!