265 City of the Dead (VII)
◎Being suddenly strangled from behind◎
Zhu Ning continued to shoot as she dodged in the laboratory building, running from one classroom to another, with zombies chasing her and fallen bodies following behind her.
Zhu Ning was panting, surprised at her current level of stamina. Wasn't she already at her limit? Her previous body would have collapsed by now.
They were already on the seventh floor. As they walked along, Zhu Ning's memory disappeared at a faster rate. What was she going to do?
My name is Zhu Ning and my mother's name is Zhu Yao.
Zhu Ning kept repeating this sentence, which seemed like reverse mental pollution.
The zombie behind her bumped into Zhu Ning's body. She lost her balance and was knocked directly against the glass window in the corridor by the zombie. She stumbled and fell to the ground. The fat zombie pressed down on her like a mountain, and Zhu Ning was unable to break free immediately.
Zhu Ning pulled out a long knife and slashed it hard, bursting her fat belly open. The rotten and hot intestines inside were scattered all over her body. Zhu Ning stood up in embarrassment and touched the surface of her helmet. Her body was covered with disgusting blood and white liquid.
Another part of her memory disappeared.
It was raining heavily outside, and the marks on Zhu Ning's helmet were soaked with blood, becoming more obvious in front of his eyes.
Did Zhu Ning seem to be in the hospital looking for her mother? Her last memory was when the zombie crisis had just broken out in her city, and she had immediately formed a doomsday survival group with the people at the training camp.
Worried about Zhu Yao's safety, she left the main group and ran out, carrying a gun. But her mother worked at the Municipal People's Hospital and was supposed to be on duty in the outpatient clinic today. Why would Zhu Ning come to school instead of going to the hospital? She had run to the wrong destination.
According to the instructions on the helmet, she seems to need to find a flying car on the rooftop to leave here?
Zhu Ning dragged one leg and ran forward. She didn't know when she was injured, her leg was a little lame, and her running posture was very awkward.
She was bumped into the office by a zombie. The teacher's desk was lined with a dozen student assignments piled on it.
Zhu Ning always ran away from where she was knocked down. This office was so big that Zhu Ning ran for her life while running for her life. Because she was being chased, she almost ran to every corner of the laboratory building and was forced to visit the entire laboratory building.
It was clearly just an ordinary office. Zhu Ning should have left immediately to carry out the mission engraved on her helmet, find the flying car, and then leave, but she stopped.
At the end of the rows of desks there was an office, which should be the independent office of the grade director or a team leader. The door was not closed, and Zhu Ning saw a white coat hanging on the clothes hanger at first glance.
Are there white coats in school teachers' offices? Zhu Ning didn't expect a standard answer, but the white coat was like an anchor, deeply embedded in her mind, reminding her of Zhu Yao.
Although he was very close to the exit, Zhu Ning walked into the office for some unknown reason, locked the door, and used an iron rod to block the attack from behind.
The zombies rushing in from outside were banging on the door, making a bang bang noise. Zhu Ning didn't have the energy to care about them, as his attention was all on the white coat.
Zhu Ning remembered that she had come to look for Zhu Yao. Her mother was very clean, but she had no ability to protect herself and couldn't even cook. So Zhu Ning left the safety of the training base and crossed the zombie tide to make sure whether Zhu Yao was still alive.
This was pretty much the stupidest thing she had ever done.
The white coat was a little dusty, but surprisingly clean overall, with few stains. It must have been well-preserved before being abandoned, which reminded Zhu Ning of his mother who loved cleanliness.
This looks like a very ordinary office, with two desks and a swivel chair, the leather of which is peeling.
There was an old desktop computer on the table, and next to it was a pen holder with some office supplies in it. Zhu Ning couldn't find the pen, but Zhu Yao had a pen that she often used. It was a Mother's Day gift from Zhu Ning one year, and her mother always carried it with her.
There were a dozen documents on the table, and Zhu Ning was completely attracted. She opened the first page of the folder, and her pupils suddenly contracted. It was Zhu Yao's notes.
Issue 11.
It seemed like the progress of a certain project. Zhu Ning opened the second page, which contained some people's information and people's photos in the upper right corner. It looked like a collection of event registration forms.
Zhu Ning didn't recognize these people. She flipped through the pages quickly and stopped at one of them. There was a female student with bangs in a red school uniform. She smiled at the camera through her thick bangs. Her smile was very shy. She looked very quiet.
Zhu Ning felt that she looked very familiar, but he had no impression of this face. Then he remembered that he had a blank school badge with An Shi written on it. This person was also called An Shi.
There was no information on Zhu Ning's body that explained the school badge, but there was a strange note saying that the body was in the third row, and no one knew what it meant.
Zhu Ning always wanted to ask, who is An Shi?
Now I know that this form was originally a student registration form, but there was a comment written in red pen next to it: Morphology, Level 4.
What does this mean?
Zhu Ning stroked the four words, which should be her mother's notes.
This pile of information was too strange. Zhu Ning opened the second experiment book, which was the experimental report. Zhu Ning couldn't understand it at all. However, she understood the last conclusion: the eleventh experiment failed.
The experiment failed? She suddenly realized where the strange feeling she had felt before came from. Were these people used for human experiments? Was An Shi a test subject?
Zhu Ning suddenly felt the blood in his body run cold. Zhu Ning crossed the zombie tide because he was worried about Zhu Yao's safety, but he didn't expect to face a situation that he could not understand at all.
The memory-devouring monster written on the note and the zombies running outside were actually planned by humans?
Zhu Ning hoped for more clues. She sat on the chair and wanted to turn on the computer to see if there was any more information. The computer was too old. Zhu Ning pressed several buttons but the computer didn't respond. She wanted to check it out, but her hand just touched the screen and then suddenly retracted.
The back of the computer was covered with snow-white mycelium, which continued from the back panel of the computer and wrapped around the wires, like some kind of overgrown plant, growing completely together with the old computer. Some of the mycelium had rotted and turned yellow.
What's this?
Zhu Ning's heart was pounding, he lost his memory, and felt unwell instinctively.
Zhu Ning was so focused on the clues that he didn't notice a person appearing behind him. He had been staring at Zhu Ning, like a hunter who had been lurking for a long time, waiting for his prey to fall into a trap.
Zhu Ning's brows suddenly jumped. When he raised his head, he saw a shadow appearing from behind. Zhu Ning wanted to stand up from the chair, but was suddenly strangled by the neck from behind.
Zhu Ning struggled desperately, her breath becoming less and less. The beating in her chest didn't feel like a heart, but rather a contracting tentacle. The person behind her was either a monster or a professional killer, but Zhu Ning had a hunch that it was someone she knew.
Everything seemed familiar in such an emergency, but she couldn't remember it.
The raindrops hit the glass window with a crackling sound, like a dance celebrating death. She felt as if an invisible vortex had opened up behind her back, swallowing everything. Half of Zhu Ning's body was already trapped in it.
…
Pei Shu grabbed Zhu Ning's neck fiercely from behind.
Zhu Ning was not as strong as imagined and had no special abilities. His first reaction was to try to break free by prying his arms hard, like an ordinary person.
Pei Shu felt confused after being restrained, so he could only keep reminding himself, trying to deepen his memory through repetition.
My name is Pei Shu, and I’m an investigator outside the wall. He repeated this sentence silently over and over again.
I had just finished the Federation's exploration mission to the western region. I woke up in a city that seemed to be a small town in the north, with zombies wandering outside, but my last memory was that I was hospitalized in the Second District Mental Hospital for mental rehabilitation treatment.
I wasn't wearing any hospital restraints or a shock collar, so I guess I had lost some memory.
I must get out immediately. I groped around. The words written on the investigator's notebook were very messy. That was the information I left for myself. I roughly understood what was happening. There was an unknown force here that would devour people's memories. If they lost them completely, they would become zombies.
Don't listen to the ticking sound. This is probably the most valuable tip.
There were a few pages that contained images instead of text. I used a black marker to draw circles, forming a vortex on the paper. There was also a small arrow and a question mark below, which showed what I was thinking about at the time.
I thought to myself with self-mockery, he is indeed a psychopath, he must have been mentally unstable when he drew this.
But one of the messages was very special: Mission objective: Kill Zhu Ning?
Why is there a question mark at the end of this sentence? It seems like the author hesitated and was very uncertain when writing it. Who is Zhu Ning?
Another message asked me to go to an office on the seventh floor of a school's laboratory building. I guess how I came to the conclusion that I must have found the monitoring room from the monitoring device. What was I looking for there?
Could this be the exit to this polluted area? I instinctively wanted to smoke a cigarette, but I couldn't find it, so I had to give up.
I had no choice but to walk into the school. I first entered the teaching building, where I found traces of other people. I saw a woman wearing a black helmet reading a note on the ground.
I hesitated for a long time, guessing that it was another unlucky guy who had lost his memory. Only in this way could he know who he was and what he was doing in this weird world.
I felt some sympathy for her, like two stray dogs that understood each other.
I quickly left the teaching building and walked into the laboratory building. It took some effort to get to the seventh floor, but it was still within my control.
I walked into the office. When I first came in, it was empty except for a fluttering white coat. I found the folder in the password box.
Through the folder, I learned that this was an experimental project. It was indeed man-made and I fell into someone's trap.
Who arranged this and what is the purpose?
I looked at the folder in a daze, as if I had lost some memory again. I had to review the information I left again, and was once again attracted by an abnormal message.
Kill Zhu Ning?
Who is Zhu Ning?
The rain was getting heavier and heavier. I stared at the question mark and thought like a murderer that I might have to kill Zhu Ning before I could get out.
Suddenly, I heard gunshots outside. It seemed like someone was killing zombies. The gunshots were crisp and clear, and it must be a professional.
I put the folder down and should have put it back in the safe, but I thought about it and left it on the table.
After a while, I heard a bang. The zombies smashed the window and someone discovered the office.
A woman walked in. I always felt that she looked familiar. It was not the first time I saw her, but I couldn’t remember anything.
Sure enough, the documents on the table attracted her. She was looking for something anxiously and didn't notice me behind her.
Could she be Zhu Ning?
Is she my ally or my enemy?
Without thinking any more, I grabbed her neck from behind and slowly tightened my arms. At that moment, my mind was filled with crazy ravings, the horrific scenes outside the wall flashed before my eyes, and the face of the psychiatrist floated before my eyes.
I live in the high-risk ward of a mental hospital within the walls. It’s not that I’m physically in danger, but we investigators can easily become a danger to others when we go crazy.
Mad dog, I remember someone called me that.
Now I feel like I'm doing something abnormal, but I can't stop.
My arms were getting tighter and tighter like a rope, and I kept reminding myself, my name is Pei Shu, and the mission objective is to kill Zhu Ning?
That huge question mark popped up in my mind, the note I wrote myself, and I was still very unsure.
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