77 Doomsday Diary 7

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"The diary mentioned that two teammates who were searching for supplies—Ji Zhou and Shi Yuanyuan—were attacked by unknown forces, but we haven't received any news from them at all."

Yuan Zhou carefully read the diary again, frowning, confused by this sudden information.

"Could it be that they are in danger and it is inconvenient for them to send messages?" Luo Wen put forward his own guess.

Yuan Zhou thought of the last time someone pretended to knock on her and Ji Zhou's door, nodded, and agreed, "That's right, this game likes to play psychological tactics like this, deliberately releasing ambiguous information to disrupt our judgment. Maybe this time, like last time, they're using the same trick again, trying to throw us off our feet."

Yan Lan frowned slightly, staring at the chat interface on the game panel. After thinking for a few seconds, she calmly replied,

"I don't think so. The game panel communication function is very convenient. You can open the panel and send a message instantly with your mind. If they really encountered an emergency, even if it was only a few seconds, it would be enough to send a distress message. But they didn't do it. It's very unusual."

As she spoke, she used her mind to control the game panel, scrolling up a few pages of the chat history, and continued,

"Also, as per usual practice, they would report on the progress of their respective operations in the group chat at 12:00 every night. However, from last night until now, we haven't received any news from them. I guess this is not a simple delay, but a real danger."

Upon hearing this, Shi Yuanyuan and Luo Wen both followed Yan Lan's finger and looked at her chat interface, with a look of surprise on their faces.

"You are so thoughtful." Yuan Zhou couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Yan Lan smiled slightly, and there was some deep meaning hidden in that smile.

It’s not that she is careful, but before Ji Zhou left, in order not to let everyone worry, he promised to send a safety text message at 12 o’clock every night. He is a man of his words. If he said he would send it, he would definitely send it. If he didn’t send it, it meant that he was in danger.

In addition, Shi Yuanyuan is a chatterbox who can't stop. He always likes to share little things in the group when he goes out. But now there is silence. This is undoubtedly a problem.

Luo Wen looked at his two teammates, his eyes gleaming with determination. "This time, I'll follow the instructions in the diary and rescue them."

Although this was true, Yan Lan couldn't help but feel a little worried. She couldn't help but ask, "Can you do this?"

Luo Wen gently held her hand. "Yan Lan, don't worry. Teacher Luo has been teaching me spearmanship for so long, it's time to verify the results. Also, as a member of the team, I can't always rely on your protection. I also need to improve my combat experience."

Seeing Luo Wen's determined eyes, Yan Lan nodded gently and clasped her hands tightly. "Okay, then let Snowball follow you. Remember, when you encounter danger, don't fight hard. Run if you can. Safety is the most important thing. We must fight to the end together."

Luo Wen looked at Snowball, who was lying on the dining table, drooling over the mooncakes, and couldn't help but smile. "Don't worry, this isn't the first time I've explored these maps alone. Besides, I have Snowball by my side. He's incredibly strong."

After everything was arranged, Rowan and the elf left under the watchful eyes of his teammates. The basement door slowly closed, isolating the two figures from sight.

Yuan Zhou stared at the tightly closed door, his brows furrowed slightly, a strange feeling of unease welling up in his heart: "Why do I suddenly have such a bad feeling?"

The premonition came true the next day.

This time, before they had time to look through the message in the diary, a rapid and violent banging on the door broke the silence of the basement.

At this time, only Yan Lan and Yuan Zhou were left in the basement. They had just woken up from the bed in the capsule and were washing up in the bathroom. When they heard the sound, they stopped what they were doing almost at the same time and rushed out impatiently.

Yuan Zhou ran to the door first and tried to see the situation outside through the gap in the wooden door.

Yan Lan slowed down a few steps. She quickly restored the capsule to its capsule form and put it into her pocket. Then she followed Yuan Zhou's footsteps and came to the door.

The door of the basement was made of wood and looked tattered on weekdays, but they tried to push it from the inside and it couldn't be moved at all.

However, at this moment, under the violent impact of external force, the once solid wooden door began to make harsh creaking sounds, and each sound was terrifying.

Yan Lan and Yuan Zhou exchanged a glance, their minds already connected without words. They quickly stepped back and, in unison, each drew their weapon from their concealed position.

Yan Lan's left hand firmly grasped the deep blue Frost Moon bow, its shaft emitting a faint cold light. In her right hand, she gently grasped a sharp arrow, its tip gleaming with a chilling gleam. She also carried a heavy quiver on her shoulder, filled with spare arrows, ready for the upcoming battle.

Yuan Zhou originally held a silver-white pistol tightly in his hand, but then he thought about the magazine with few bullets, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Then, she quickly searched in the corner of the basement and found a long, thick piece of wood with a few sharp nails still on it. She weighed the wood and nodded with satisfaction.

The two men equipped their weapons and quickly stood not far from the door.

The banging sounds outside the door became more and more violent, and each bang was accompanied by the violent shaking of the wooden door.

"Yan Lan, be careful, there are a lot of them coming."

As soon as Yuan Zhou finished speaking, the fragile wooden door fell down, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The creatures outside were no longer human. They were dressed in rags, their exposed skin was almost rotten, their eyes were dead and empty, and they made strange "jue jue jue" sounds from their mouths, just like the zombies in TV dramas.

Yan Lan's eyes were as sharp as a cheetah's. She quickly scanned the chaotic scene and made a preliminary estimate of the number of enemies.

The door was filled with human heads. They were in a blind spot indoors, making it difficult to determine the exact number, but based solely on the strange screams that came one after another, she could conservatively estimate that the number of zombies was no less than fifty.

On their side, there are only her and Yuan Zhou, so this battle is not easy.

The zombies seemed to smell the breath of living people, and hunger and instinct drove them madly into the room.

However, just as they were about to step into the room, a sharp arrow suddenly shot out from nowhere like lightning and hit the forehead of the front zombie firmly.

[Skill 1: Penetration.]

The first arrow cut through the air like lightning and accurately hit the group of zombies in front.

The arrows not only penetrated the zombies' bodies, but also used their powerful impact force to knock a series of zombies away, and even the zombies right behind them were pushed several meters away by this force.

For a moment, a brief blank area formed at the door.

However, the number of zombies was too great. After one wave was repelled, another wave quickly surged in. Fortunately, the doorway was limited in size, so the zombies couldn't rush in all at once. This gave Yan Lan and Yuan Zhou a precious moment to catch their breath.

"The zombie's weakness is in the head, we must shoot it in the head!" Yan Lan calmly analyzed the battle situation, and at the same time did not forget to remind Yuan Zhou beside her.

"Okay." Yuan Zhou answered. She held the long piece of wood with nails in her hand and stood not far from the door, staring at every zombie that tried to approach.

Whenever a zombie came within striking distance, he would swing the long wooden stick in his hand without hesitation, striking it hard. The sharp spikes would instantly pierce the zombie's head, and when he pulled it out, blood would splatter everywhere, and the zombie would fall to the ground, unable to move.

The two cooperated well, one attacking from a distance and the other defending in close combat, together resisting the crazy attacks of the zombies.

Yan Lan's quiver was gradually emptying. The arrows that had once accurately pierced the zombies' heads were now mostly scattered on the ground, uncollected. Furthermore, the arrows with special properties had all been used up and were in the cooling recovery phase, unable to be used again immediately.

In a hurry, she imitated Yuan Zhou, picked up a piece of wood, swung it hard, and threw it at the head of the nearest zombie. Fortunately, the basement lacked everything except wood.

On Yuan Zhou's side, the long and fierce battle made her arms almost numb, but she still held the nailed wood tightly in her hand, and every swing was concentrated with all her strength.

After holding on for an hour, the zombies were finally wiped out.

Looking at the zombie corpses all over the ground, Yan Lan and Yuan Zhou breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and then sat down on the ground exhausted.

"Oh, I'm so tired."

The two smiled at each other, then wiped the sweat from their foreheads, sat on the ground with their backs against each other to rest, and replenished some food and water to restore the health points lost from fighting zombies to full.

Although the wooden door no longer exists, they still cannot walk out of the basement, as if there is an invisible barrier, but people outside can come in.

The two were both helpless and amused by this bizarre setting, and had no choice but to clean up the mess on the scene.

Some zombies took advantage of the chaos to rush into the basement, and they pulled arrows from the zombies' heads and collected these weapons. The quiver had thirty arrows in it, and now the recovery rate was less than half, as most of them were shot out before they even got in.

After finishing the work, the two of them worked together to drag the zombie bodies to the door one by one. Since they could not go out, the bodies could only pile up there helplessly, forming a creepy "wall of corpses".

Yan Lan and Yuan Zhou looked at each other, not knowing what to do. So they found a few wooden boards from the basement and barely built a simple barrier at the door to block the sight of those disgusting zombies.

In the next few days, Yan Lan and Yuan Zhou had to "live in the same room" with these zombies. The air was filled with an increasingly strong stench that was almost unbearable.

Just when they were almost suffocated by the stench, the teammates who were out exploring finally came back.

Ji Zhou, Shi Yuanyuan and Luo Wen appeared at the door at the same time. They first worked together to clean up the zombie corpses piled at the door one by one, and then carefully removed the remaining arrows from the zombies' foreheads.

As the last zombie was dragged away, the gate that had been blocked for several days finally became empty, and the suffocating stench of death gradually dissipated.

Yan Lan and Yuan Zhou stood in the room, looking at their teammates eagerly.