Chapter 121 The Strange Light "How did you get so badly injured?"...

Several young minds resonated at that moment.

As expected, Ge Lin was the most outstanding among them.

He pointed the stick he had just wiped clean at the zombie on the hospital bed again, and the wind it generated caused the zombie to start whimpering and howling.

"Sister, should we get rid of this zombie?" Ge Lin asked excitedly.

Looking into his eyes, for some reason, Liang Jun inexplicably thought of a high school reading comprehension passage—

The fish whose eyes gleamed with an eerie light.

She chuckled twice and then stopped the stick that had already been raised.

“Even if they are just NPCs set up by the system, we cannot promote violent sentiments,” Liang Xun pulled Ge Lin behind her. “This zombie is tied to the bed and probably can’t move for a while, so let’s just leave it like this for now.”

She paused for a few seconds, then said, "It might be useful later."

Besides, Liang Jun was even more worried that a second zombie might be hiding in this small room. So she and the others searched every available space that could conceal a human-sized body.

Fortunately, they didn't find it. However, during the search, they also failed to find any other clues worth investigating.

Bored out of their minds, the group could only sit scattered on the other beds, waiting for the arrival of another team.

But no matter how long they waited, the other five people never showed up.

Liang Jun had checked her phone countless times. According to the time displayed on the screen, nearly half an hour had passed since they entered room 717.

During this time, they were all waiting silently without making a sound. Even the zombies, who hadn't felt tired before, gradually stopped struggling and stared blankly at the ceiling with their heads up.

When Liang Jun took out her phone to check the time again, Jiang Zhiling, who had been sitting silently to the side, finally spoke.

Her voice was hoarse, and she cleared her throat twice before it sounded normal. "Sister Jun, did something happen over there?"

Sitting in the room waiting for a long time without any return, and with the group chat remaining silent, Liang Jun frowned slightly, unsure of what the other person had gone through.

"Could you send them a message in the group chat?"

Ge Lin's blue buzz cut peeked over again, "Anyway, the purpose of creating a group is for communication, so sending them a message to confirm the current situation is reasonable."

But as soon as he made this suggestion, Qi Zhixia, who was guarding the zombie, rejected it, saying, "No way."

As soon as she spoke, the zombies that had been dormant began to struggle again. The chains clattered against the bed, making a deafening noise. Qi Zhixia could only frown and raise her voice again, "Their situation is unknown. If someone's phone isn't on silent mode, the message notification sounds will reveal their current location, which could easily cause them unnecessary trouble."

"We can't just keep waiting like this..."

Ge Lin scratched his head in frustration, his fighting spirit vanishing as he stood there waiting for orders. "There are twenty wards on the entire seventh floor, and we've only checked the third one so far—we might even have to go to other floors next. We simply can't afford to waste any more time..."

Seeing everyone arguing, Geng Qing, the eldest among them, stood up under everyone's gaze.

She straightened the hem of her white coat, which, though slightly stained, remained impeccably clean. Geng Qing adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, exuding an air of serene composure from head to toe.

“If we keep arguing like this, we won’t get any results,” she said, putting her hands in her pockets as usual. “I’ll go to room 719 and take a look. Then I’ll understand all the details.”

After saying this, Geng Qing started walking towards the door of the ward.

Jiang Zhiling and Qi Zhixia were clearly not expected to do this, and they both instinctively called out to her, "Director Geng!"

Jiang Zhiling even got up immediately to chase after him, seemingly wanting to go with him.

"Ling'er, don't go."

Liang Jun only glanced at him before stopping him, saying, "Director Geng still has a dose of propofol, which can be used in a critical moment; you don't have any powerful weapons, and it will be difficult for you to escape if you encounter danger."

She took Jiang Zhiling's slender wrist and handed her over to Qi Zhixia.

“You and Summer stay here; this ward is relatively safer. Director Geng and I will go together; two people going together will reduce the risk.”

Just as the two women were about to leave the ward, Ge Lin, bracing herself on a wooden stick, suddenly jumped up.

"I want to go too!"

He quickly straightened his rolled-up clothes, took a big step, and stood firmly beside the two of them.

“I have weapons and I can move quickly. Working with you will also help me solve a lot of trouble.”

Liang Jun sighed, then turned around and pushed Ge Lin back to his original position.

“You have to stay here,” she earnestly advised, sounding exactly like a patriarch. “It’s precisely because you have weapons that you must remain in the ward at all times to ensure its safety, and then wait for us to return…”

Before she could finish explaining her reasoning, the door to room 717 was suddenly pushed open.

Fortunately, Ge Lin called out to them from behind, preventing Liang Jun and Geng Qing from getting any closer to the door. Otherwise, the wall plaster that was smashed by the door would have been their fate.

Zhang Weiming and Lao Ren were the first to barge into the room.

The two men walked in a long procession, one after the other, without saying a word, and plopped down on the bench while panting heavily.

Old Ren seemed to still be in shock. His vision went black as he sat down on the edge of the zombie bed. When he turned around, he met the empty eye sockets of the zombie, and screamed loudly in fright.

"Wait, wait, wait... how come there are zombies here too?!"

His high-pitched voice startled the other players at first, and then reignited the zombies' struggle.

It was fine when the zombies didn't move, but once they started moving, Lao Ren felt like he was going to die, and he was so scared that he fell to the ground.

Liang Jun had no interest in listening to Zhang Weiming criticize the other party; all her attention was focused on the three people who came later.

She remembered that before they set off, Xin Sang's red hair was neatly tied back. But now, her red hair was scattered and flying everywhere like a feather duster, as if it had been maliciously torn, with a few strands falling loosely over her shoulders.

Luo Chuange's condition was even worse. His stick seemed to have shortened considerably, and the tip was covered in a sticky, unidentified liquid, but clearly, he couldn't care less at the moment and could only use the stick as a crutch for the time being.

Gu Keke was mostly unharmed, but her eyes were glistening with tears, and Liang Jun couldn't immediately imagine what she had been through. At that moment, she stood beside Luo Chuange, finally managing to help him into room 717.

After everyone had gone inside, Ge Lin quickly closed the door again, then ran to Luo Chuange's side and compared it with the wooden stick in his hand. Only after confirming that the other's stick was indeed missing a section did his expression truly begin to change.

What's going on?

Ge Lin paced anxiously, looking around at everyone, asking, "How did you all get so badly injured?"

Ward 717 was clearly in complete chaos.

Including the zombies struggling on the hospital bed, the small room housed eleven adults who were completely incompatible.

Qi Zhixia felt as if the air around her was as heavy as asphalt.

As Ge Lin wandered over to her, she grabbed her hot-tempered younger brother and forcefully kept him by her side.

"Stop spinning! Stop!" Qi Zhixia almost gritted her teeth.

Liang Jun stood up early and gave up her more comfortable spot to the three who arrived later.

"You encountered zombies?" She turned and stood against the wall, the red light above her head making her eyes flicker. "Or were you attacked by players?"

As she spoke the second half of her sentence, her gaze drifted almost imperceptibly to Lao Ren and Zhang Weiming.

Seeing Zhang Weiming's lips twitching as he was about to say something unpleasant, Luo Chuange gasped and said in a low voice to prevent the conflict from escalating further: "It's zombies. There are two zombies in room 719."

Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. Luo Chuange regulated his heartbeat with his breathing, and only after he had caught his breath did he continue to explain.

“That zombie wasn’t stationary; it was moving freely.” He glanced subconsciously at the monster on the hospital bed. “We didn’t expect to find this scene when we entered the ward. Two zombies that move without any restrictions are indeed difficult to deal with. We originally wanted to abandon that ward and come here directly, but for some reason, the door suddenly became impossible to open at that time.”

"I only have one stick, so it's difficult to deal with two zombies at the same time."

Luo Chuange sighed, "Coco and Sister Xin also helped me a lot. They tried their best to fight back using the benches and tables in the ward. The whole process took a long time, which is why we arrived so late..."

Upon hearing this, Liang Xun's gaze involuntarily lingered on Luo Chuange's wooden stick.

The severed cross-section had been ground flat, with scattered bits of zombie flesh hanging from it—one could imagine how intense the battle, fought against overwhelming odds, had been.

Liang Xun felt a pang of sympathy. "Coco, Sister Xin, are you both injured?"

Gu Keke and Xin Sang both shook their heads, still wearing faint smiles on their faces, perhaps because they didn't want everyone to worry too much about them.

However, judging from Luo Chuange's words just now, it seems that he only mentioned the three of them bravely resisting the zombie attack, but did not mention Lao Ren and Zhang Weiming at all.

Could it be that they...?

Before Liang Xun could voice her doubts, Old Ren, who had been so frightened by the zombies that he fell off his chair, complained, "They clearly have weapons that can kill with a single blow, I don't understand why they're just taking hits for nothing..."

"Who was that again..."

He muttered to himself, just as he got up from the ground, when he met Xin Sang's sharp gaze. "Yes, yes, it's you! You clearly had some kind of propofol on you! You could have easily paralyzed both zombies, why didn't you use it?!"

Liang Xuan's eyes darkened.

She seemed to have been caught off guard when Lao Ren revealed such crucial information in front of outsiders.

Sure enough, upon hearing this unfamiliar term, Zhang Weiming's eyes immediately lit up—

That indescribable, eerie light.

"What good thing is this?"

He looked at everyone with a smile, "Could you tell me more about it?"

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Author's Note: I wrote this really fast this time, please give me some praise!