The dark stage, the dark seats, the faint light on the wall.

This is a space that is very similar to a theater screen. The only difference is that the screen is in front of the screen, and it is a stage. Of course, the space is larger, more spacious, and more seats than the theater.

The lights were almost gone, except for a few dim small lights on the walls on both sides. Just like the ones that light up when the theater is about to end.

However, the lanterns that ended will become brighter and brighter until they are completely pulled away from the plot.

But it won't be here.

It seemed as if it would always stop at the moment when it was about to dissipate, a layer of ambiguous blurred yellow light was covered in the darkness, and some standing figures were reflected.

Some of them stand in the second row, some stand in the ninth row, some stand in the left side of the fifth row, and some stand in the right side of the tenth row, without any rules, just like scattered spectators standing up randomly in chairs.

Suddenly, a white light shot in from Gate No. 3, and the crack was opened very thinly, but the light was too bright and almost dazzling, instantly breaking the tranquility and peace of the dark venue.

Outside the No. 3 Gate, the comrades in the martial arts squad who had already circled around the corridor to confirm safety, left four people to line up and tie the wind, and the remaining ten heads were squeezed together and looked into the crack of the door.

Qiao Siqi: "Is it a human?"

Zhou Yilu: "Will people stand calmly in the darkness while zombies are surrounded?"

Song Fei: "It seems to be six."

Qi Yan: "There is a wall standing beside the No. 1 gate."

Zhao He: "Seven, fourteen of us are exactly two to one."

Li Jingyu: "You still need two to one?"

Zhao He: "That's right, my buddy is coming straight!"

Li Jingyu: "Xiao He, we can fight three against one."

He Zhi asked: "Handsome!"

Zhao He: "..."

The idealized two-to-one was ultimately not realized. Because Song Fei and Qi Yan, Zhao He and Wu Zhou, first sneaked into the darkness, quietly came to the back of the three zombies closest to Gate No. 3, and attacked them at the same time. The three zombies neither smelled humans nor heard sounds, nor saw people, so they died in an instant without any defense.

The sound of fighting attracted the attention of the remaining four zombies, but their howls were closed in the venue and their bodies were trapped in the seats. They had no choice but to take the martial arts class for a while.

However, two of the four zombies were security guards, as if the lighted intercom was hanging on their waists. The friends could only take the initiative, and finally, with the power of ten people - Zhou Yilu and Qiao Siqi were holding the wind in the corridor, He Zhiwen and Li Jingyu did not find a chance to get into the crushing melee - knocking down the remaining four zombies.

Seven corpses, except for two security guards, three teachers and two classmates.

After taking off the walkie-talkie and three pairs of shoes that you can try visually, the friends immediately left the venue and returned to the corridor - light is always more reassuring than darkness.

The vision was bright, and Song Fei immediately tinkered with the walkie-talkie, twisted the knob and pressed the button, but in the end, he failed and was so anxious that he couldn't help but start filming the body, and he was fucking.

Qi Yan couldn't stand it, so he took it over to protect it in time: "It's not a death sentence for the battery to die."

Song Feijiong realized how stupid he was when he thought the walkie-talkie was broken.

The walkie-talkie may have been hung on the infected security guard for many days. Just thinking about the charger with the power supply in the security room, he subconsciously thought that the walkie-talkie should be fully charged.

He Zhiwen was still hesitating at the three pairs of shoes on the ground, allowing his right foot, which had only striped socks left, to touch the cold ground.

"Why are you stupid? Try to see which pair can be worn." Song Fei urged.

He Zhiwen's hand stretched out and retracted, and it seemed to be several times. Finally, he shook his head with a sad face.

Song Fei understood his awkwardness. To put it bluntly, it was taken from the dead, and everyone felt disgusted.

"Fuck," Song Fei pulled He Zhiwen away and picked up one of the three pairs of shoes on the ground, "I'll wear this for you!"

He Zhiwen was instantly impressed by Song Feiyi's tall figure, and was so grateful that he wanted to cry: "Thank you--"

Song Fei leaned closer to his face and repeated again: "I'll wear this for you."

He Zhiwen blinked blankly: "Yes, thank you."

Song Fei: “…”

He Zhi asked: "..."

Song Fei: "Why are you so embarrassed to agree? If you don't want to wear it, can you let your comrades wear it? You are too selfish, too cowardly, too disappointed me. Why do you ask me to despise you!"

He Zhi asked: "..."

Song Fei: "I will wear this for you."

He Zhi asked: "No, no, I'll wear it."

Song Fei: "I'm proud of you."

...Song Fei, you devil!!!

There is finally one pair of shoes that can be worn. Although it is still a little looser, it is definitely better than a single foot.

He Zhiwen was reluctant to throw away the original shoe, but he put it back in his bag - what if he had the chance to pick up shoes when he left the auditorium.

The friends watched Comrade He be forced to try his shoes like Cinderella who didn't fall in love with the prince. The sympathy was true, but there was a stepmother Song poked next to him, so the sympathy could only be silently put in his heart.

"I can't figure out something. Those seven people were infected. Who locked the door of the auditorium from inside?"

Back in the security room, Zhao He raised this question that had troubled him for a long time.

"It should be the security guard," said Wang Qingyuan. "The door is a chain lock used to lock the auditorium door. It should be placed in the security room normally. The front, back, left and right doors are locked in the same way, and there is no sign of damage. It means that they lock the door very calmly, at least they have plenty of time, and they are not temporarily locked by being chased here. It is very likely that they quickly locked it when they see something wrong outside."

"Then why are you still infected?" Fu Xiyuan, like Zhao He, couldn't figure it out.

Wang Qingyuan said: "The security guard has been in the auditorium, but those five people may not have been. They may have come in at the time of the incident, or came to ask for help after locking the door and were put in. Some of them were infected but did not know it, and eventually they implicated everyone.

Zhao He and Fu Xiyuan knew it and stopped talking.

The friends also fell silent.

All the guesses can only be guesses. No one knows what happened in this auditorium. What they saw was just a afterimage from hell.

He Zhiwen said that the walkie-talkie usually needs to be charged for two to three hours before it can be fully charged, but the martial arts class does not have that much time. In the end, I barely waited for an hour, and it was already midnight when I looked at my phone, so I would not delay it.

In this case, Qi Yan and Wang Qingyuan put the two charging stands in their own bags, and in that case, Song Fei was the first to climb back to the roof of the room with the walkie-talkie with the walkie-talkie.

A moment later, the thirteen friends who were still in the security room heard Song Fei's magical voice in the sound of a sizzling electric current—

"Hello, hello, can you hear it? Am I handsome?"

Twelve little friends squirted at the walkie-talkie in Qi Yan's hand in unison: "Get out--"

Qi Yan: "...Is it still necessary to ask questions like eggs? Of course it's handsome."

All comrades: "Where is your bottom line!!!"

Although he was forced to make up for the inferior dog food, the walkie-talkie was easy to use and was enough to make up for the mental trauma of his friends.

Carefully put away the walkie-talkie, Qi Yan and the remaining comrades came out one after another and turned over to the room.

To their expectations, the zombies around the auditorium still did not leave. Although they no longer gathered and scattered, they were just in front of and behind the house, without any intention of being away. It seemed as if they knew there was prey here, and even if there was no movement, they would not give up easily.

"It's not scientific," anyway, the zombies are not dispersed, so Song Fei is not afraid of speaking. "If the zombies in the dormitory and cafeteria cannot see the living person or hear the sound, they will disperse in a while. Why are the people here so persistent?"

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and they were all confused.

Huang Mo gave an idea: "Most of these zombies are the ones that blocked us on the Student Avenue. If they were taken to the Student Avenue by students who were originally in the track and field field sports school, they must have experienced more battles than the zombies elsewhere and survived."

Song Fei: "What do you mean is that those students in the Sports Academy have improved their combat literacy?"

Huang Mo: "This possibility is not ruled out, after all, confrontation is mutual."

All the friends frowned and looked at Zhao He.

The latter widened his eyes. It was really a person sitting at home, flying into the pot.

No matter how joking, I can analyze it clearly. If the zombies don’t leave or not, I even tried it with the aircraft, but it still didn’t work, because from the moment they climbed onto the roof, many zombies below locked them again.

At midnight, the wind is shaking.

The popularity that my friends finally recovered began to fade away again.

You can no longer stand stupidly on the roof, either act or go back to the security room to spend the night. But it is only midnight now, and everyone doesn’t want to give up so quickly. Even if you can’t break into the underground garage overnight, everyone always hopes to use the night to get close to the garage and the school gate, so that it’s only a short distance away.

"Is this OK?" Song Fei thought and said. In fact, this idea came from the time he decided to go to the cultural and sports activity area after he threw in the coin, but it was not until now that he thought about it. "Let's break down the road from here to the underground garage into several sections. Don't think about going to the garage as soon as you set off, but use the end of each section as the end point to complete this section, and then consider the next section. If it does, continue. If it doesn't work, repair it on the spot."

Luo Geng instantly realized: "What do you mean is to break a big task into several small tasks?"

"It's totally correct!" Song Fei's eyes lit up. "It's hard for people to eat fat people in one bite, but they can eat a little bit to become fat."

Yuanyuan's He Zhi asked: "I can prove this."

Song Fei smiled, his hands were itchy, and he finally rubbed He's face.

Qi Yan glanced at him and asked the key points directly: "How are you going to divide the sections?"

"It's divided by architecture." Song Fei used metal chopsticks to draw a line on the dusty roof floor. The starting point of the auditorium, the end point of the garage entrance on the back of the Houde Building, and each turning point in the middle is a building. "The closest to the auditorium is the swimming pool, then pass through the artificial lake, arrive at the basketball hall, and cross the basketball hall, which is the academic activity center. To the south of the center is the row of public teaching buildings where Houde Building is located. We follow this route, and each goal is set on the next building. Arriving at the target building is victory, and then consider continuing or resting."

Qi Yan frowned: "It seems easy to talk about it, but can you guarantee that you can rest at every construction point?"

"When it comes to architecture, I can't be as quiet as a chicken." Zhou Yilu shook his hair and stood up. The tip of the gun pointed to the turning point on the Song Fei line chart in turn. "The swimming pool and the basketball hall are not high, and they are all external thick-diameter downpipes. You can directly climb the pipes to the roof. There are trees next to the artificial lake. If you encounter danger, you can go up the tree directly. There are three floors of the academic activity center, but you can't climb directly, but there are canopies on all doors on the first floor, and it is not floor-to-ceiling windows. So step on the windowsill and jump in an oblique direction, so you can go up the canopy soeasy; the public teaching buildings are all side by side, and I think you can pass through this row of buildings like wind and go straight to the entrance of the sunroom in the garage. If you have to stop, then continue to climb the trees. Our school will not look at the deserted area, but it will be green."

Zhou Yilu finished speaking in one breath, his throat almost smoking.

As a result, seeing that the friends all looked at him without blinking, there was no reaction at all.

Zhou Yilu was so upset: "What I said is not feasible?"
To be continued...