Chapter 215: Meet the Protagonist
The building suddenly became quiet. Although there were occasional screams from girls, they soon stopped.
Some people who did not have time to see the black smoke pattern outside avoided doors and windows as much as possible. Some smarter ones crawled over and pulled all the curtains, as if as long as they avoided direct attention, they would not fall into a strange coma.
"Quick, who knows first aid? Come and save them, they are still alive."
With the curtains covering the area, some brave students finally rushed forward and carried the unconscious people back.
"They just seem to be asleep, their pulse is steady, their breathing is normal, their pupils - ah!"
A teacher who knew first aid just opened the eyes of an unconscious person and he screamed as if he had seen something horrible. He fell to the ground, his limbs twitching, and he kept screaming, foaming at the mouth and rolling his eyes. It was extremely horrifying.
Zhang Yang saw this scene but did not step forward. Even though he knew that this might be an infection from the magic curse, he did not have the strength to confront the power of the magic curse head-on.
"Will they turn into zombies from Resident Evil?"
The fat man suddenly asked tremblingly behind Zhang Yang, and more than one person thought so. Especially after witnessing the miserable state of the teacher, everyone began to subconsciously stay away from these unconscious people.
"Lazy Sheep, no, brother, let's go together. Brothers working together can break metal. With my physique, I can definitely be a meat shield."
Zhang Yang was about to leave when the fat man suddenly hugged his arm from behind, crying and sneezing, looking very sad.
"I'm going to find Qin Mingyue, do you dare to go out?"
"Dare!" The fat man said firmly, holding a black stocking in his hand that he got from somewhere. What a genius.
Zhang Yang smiled, and like magic, a utility knife appeared in his hand.
“Shhhhh!”
After a few cuts, the fat man's coat turned into a piece of lucky cloth.
"So far, that thing can only spread pollution through line of sight, but in a sense, all light transmission can be a source of pollution. See the building windows outside, smooth brick surfaces, and even stainless steel? As long as the reflection angle is right, anyone who looks at it will be affected."
Zhang Yang spoke quickly as he put a black eye patch on the fat man, the kind that made him unable to see anything.
Then he also put on a blindfold. He had to take precautions against any possible disaster. No matter what, he had to find Qin Mingyue and then hide somewhere for 24 hours. Then he would be basically safe.
"Eight minutes left, go!"
Following the layout of the teaching building, Zhang Yang quickly took the fat man downstairs. Even with a blindfold on, he could still walk lightly, but the fat man couldn't do it, and he fell down behind him and cried out in pain.
Zhang Yang ignored him and rushed to the entrance of the teaching building. After searching his past memories, he had already outlined the location of the school guard room. Finally, he locked onto a stern-faced guard who was only about 27 or 28 years old. What kind of uncle was he? "Zhang Yang, wait for me, please. We are brothers who grew up fighting together. You can't leave me behind."
The fat man caught up with him breathlessly. In fact, he was in good physical condition.
"From now on, don't shout, don't open your eyes, and don't pay any attention to any sound you hear. If you can do this, I will make sure you're fine."
"I can, I can!"
The fat man agreed readily.
Zhang Yang listened. In fact, at this time there were people trying to run out of buildings, or out of cars, flowers, or woods. There were shade from the trees, and as long as they didn't look up, the possibility of being hit was basically small.
But once you run out, there is only one result, falling asleep on the spot.
"Walk!"
Zhang Yang grabbed the fat man and took a careful step. As soon as he landed, he heard a strange sound. He bet that he was the only one who could hear it, so he immediately stepped back, thought about it, and tore two strips of cloth to plug his ears, including the fat man's ears.
The devil's words are indescribable, everything is possible, and we must be on guard at all times.
He took another step forward. Although the sun was scorching hot in the sky, Zhang Yang could not feel any heat at all. He just felt a chill that was like a poisonous snake drilling into his bones and soul. This stress response made the hairs on his body stand up, and he even had the illusion that his whole body was entangled by poisonous snakes.
After dozens of steps, Zhang Yang could still hold on, but the fat man could hardly hold on any longer. His rapid breathing and muscle spasms proved that he was losing a lot of heat from his body. He couldn't even feel his pulse.
"This demon language is really powerful. No, it's just that these ordinary people are too weak right now. It's said that humans can restrain demons, but now it seems like a joke."
While Zhang Yang was thinking, he held the fat man's arm tightly. This was not the time to retreat in fear, and it was too late.
When he first came into contact with the magic language and the demons, he was already extremely powerful. At that time, he did not feel that there was anything terrible about the demons and the magic language, and he even deciphered the magic language. Now, from the perspective of an ordinary person, he realized how deadly this nightmare-like magic language is.
He stumbled along the way and occasionally stepped on people who had fainted on the ground, but Zhang Yang did not let himself lose his direction at all. After all, his previous foundation was still there, so his sense of direction and space was very strong.
No more, no less, 587 steps, Zhang Yang touched the school's guard room. He pushed the door gently with his hand, and it opened. There was a slight sound from inside, proving that there was a living person inside.
"Qin Mingyue, are you still alive?"
Zhang Yang was very nervous at this moment. He was really worried that this guy had fainted outside or had gone to the toilet. That would be the end of him.
"who?"
A vigilant voice sounded.
Zhang Yang suddenly realized something at this time. How should he convince Qin Mingyue, who seemed to have a strong personality? He couldn't just say that your son would worry about you in the future and asked me to save you, right? With this thought in mind, Zhang Yang said casually, "Uncle Qin, we are students from Class 3 and 4 of Senior High School. Can we go in and hide for a while? One of my classmates is going into shock."
After saying this, Zhang Yang felt uncomfortable all over. Damn it——
There was silence inside, and then Qin Mingyue's voice rang out, a bit gnashing her teeth, "Uncle, you old man, I'm only 23 years old!"
“Uh——” Zhang Yang didn’t know what to say. He was only twenty-three, and he really looked like someone who would die young.
"Come in, don't look in the mirror, close your eyes as much as possible, and hide here."
Qin Mingyue's voice sounded again. It seemed that this guy was not a bad guy.
Zhang Yang almost dragged the fat man into the guard room, and then under the desk, in a space covered by curtains, he saw two security guards huddled together.
"Your classmate is hopeless, you should have thrown him outside, and don't blame me for not warning you, I just finished watching The Walking Dead yesterday!"
The other security guard shouted sternly, holding a screwdriver in his hand!
"Lao Zhang, this little fat boy seems a little different, don't be nervous!" Qin Mingyue comforted him softly, and her observation skills were very sharp.
At this time, Zhang Yang also dragged the fat man in. The guy opened his mouth wide, gasped, and rolled his eyes, like a fish about to die of thirst in the desert. Even Zhang Yang was surprised, this guy has such a high magic resistance!
You have to know that he is still an ordinary person. He doesn't have the mental fortitude of Zhang Yang who has received a lot of training and experience, nor does he have the aura of a protagonist. He can be exposed to the polluted magic language environment for two minutes with only simple protection and still not be infected. This is simply a genius! "Bang bang bang" Zhang Yang performed CPR on the fat man, but of course he didn't give him artificial respiration.
"Is it useful?"
Old Zhang still looked very skeptical.
"That's about it!" Zhang Yang said with certainty. The fat man was not completely invaded by the magic force field, but his soul and body did enter a state of stress, so cardiopulmonary resuscitation could be used at this time.
"Cough cough cough! Oh my god, I felt like I was thrown into a frying pan and almost got steamed!" The fat man's limbs were flailing. Fortunately, Zhang Yang and Qin Mingyue were both very strong, otherwise they would have overturned the table.
"I'm not dead! I—"
The fat man was about to shout in excitement, but Zhang Yang reached out and stuffed a mop in.
"Calm down?"
Zhang Yang asked, and the fat man nodded vigorously.
After pulling out the mop, the fat man huddled in the corner and retched, like a wounded husky.
"What should we do next? The army will come. It seems that the network signal and mobile phone signal have not been interrupted."
Old Zhang began to talk to himself nervously again, looking at Zhang Yang with a hopeful look and a dry smile. He thought Zhang Yang could really save those unconscious people outside.
"Five more minutes."
Zhang Yang looked at his watch and said, "We probably need some weapons to defend ourselves."
"Weapons? Self-defense, will they turn into zombies?"
Lao Zhang's voice rose by two degrees.
Qin Mingyue also looked over with some inquiry.
"I'm not sure, but I'd rather be safe than sorry."
Zhang Yang spun the utility knife in his hand 720 degrees coolly, and then began to cut the wooden spear. The materials were ready-made, and a mop pole would be a good choice.
A minute later, a wooden spear appeared. Zhang Yang felt so refreshed that even he was surprised. It seemed as if every cell in his body had been singing since the moment he decided to cut the wooden spear.
"Um, excuse me for asking, classmate, are you a carpenter? No, are you majoring in civil engineering?" Qin Mingyue's eyes almost popped out, this skill was almost comparable to lathe processing!
"Ahem! Everyone, we have to prepare for battle."
Zhang Yang forced the topic back to the topic again. A guy majoring in civil engineering can cut wooden spears? In this world, not everyone with the word "wood" in their name is necessarily a great carpenter.
"We dare not go out to fight. The sunlight outside is poisonous! Whoever shines in it will die! We still have to trust the federal government and His Majesty the Emperor! The army will be here soon. What if Her Royal Highness the Princess comes to rescue us in person in a mecha..." Lao Zhang was very determined and he had obviously entered into some mysterious and strange fantasy.
"In such a short time, you have looked at your watch twice. Is there some time limit? What do you know?" Qin Mingyue suddenly asked. This guy has very keen observation skills.
Zhang Yang grinned, because you are the protagonist, brother!
(End of this chapter)
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