Chapter 4: The Survivors
I was so frightened that I almost screamed, but fortunately the strange man was stopped at the door, and I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
I followed the staff to a room with an iron door, and several staff members came with tools and drew a tube of blood from me.
There were two people sitting in the room. A clean-looking boy wearing a dark grey sweater was holding his bag and resting with his eyes closed. Even with his eyes closed, he still gave me a depressed feeling.
Another girl with twin ponytails and a sweet face smiled at me.
"Are you also a recent survivor?"
I looked at her. She had a pair of very beautiful eyes. Those eyes seemed to have an invisible magic that always made people want to look at them a few more times, but upon closer inspection, they seemed very ordinary.
I nodded in response.
The girl smiled again and introduced herself: "My name is An Xiaowei, what's your name?"
"Ji Ling." I answered briefly.
The atmosphere became dull again. Help, this situation was so embarrassing that I wanted to run away. Yes, although I have a lot of inner drama, I usually show some social anxiety.
Please don’t try to find topics anymore, really, I prayed silently in my heart.
"Bang-bang—"
The iron gate opened again, and a boy walked in. His short hair was flying wildly, he was holding a gas mask in his hand, and he was also covered with a garbage bag...
My mother tongue is speechless...
The man glanced at me, walked up to me, smiled and said, "You can really run."
“…”
There was no way I could respond to this, so I had to cover my mouth and pretend to cough to hide my embarrassment.
"Look, I told you I'm a normal person. You still don't believe me?" He said, bending down a little closer to me. I subconsciously looked into his eyes. Oh, his dark brown pupils were clear, not bloodshot like the person I saw in the cat's eye before.
Don't tell me, if you look closely, this guy has long eyelashes, a high nose bridge, and a somewhat ruffian expression, but overall he's quite handsome. If he wasn't wearing this big black garbage bag...
"How could I dare to stop in that situation?" I muttered softly.
The staff came in and drew his blood, gave each of us a bottle of water, and told us to wait for the results until the afternoon, and then closed the iron door.
Several people sat in the room looking at each other in silence. Finally, An Xiaowei was the first to break the silence.
"Let's get to know each other. My name is An Xiaowei." She paused, then pointed at me and introduced me: "Her name is Ji Ling."
I nodded as a greeting.
"Mo Junfan." The boy who was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed opened his drooping eyes slightly and said.
"Jiang Wang." said the garbage bag brother.
"Did everyone come here after receiving the notice?" An Xiaowei asked first.
"Um."
"Then... have you ever encountered those monsters?" When asked this, An Xiaowei shrank her neck, feeling a little scared.
I nodded, and Jiang Wang added, "Judging from their appearance, they were probably normal people at first, but they were infected with that disease and became deformed. It's really scary. Pus is oozing from their bodies, as if they've been licked by a donkey."
"Not only that, there are some who are no different from ordinary people. They can communicate with others normally and can even disguise themselves." At this time, Mo Junfan also straightened his body slightly and said.
"Yes, I met one who said he was from the rescue team." I thought about it and added, "He's not completely like a normal person. His eyes are very red, completely bloodshot, and some of the bloodshot is even black. He's much stronger than the average deformed one. He can also crawl in the dark."
"What is dark crawling?" Jiang Wang was a little confused.
"It's just... a very dark crawling." I couldn't think of an adjective, so I could only give a pale explanation using my limited vocabulary.
Jiang Wang suddenly realized, "No wonder you ran away when you saw me."
I gave him a cold look and said, "Who in their right mind would squat in the grass with a garbage bag wrapped around them?"
"Now look at me and see if I'm normal." Jiang Wang leaned closer to me again.
I leaned back and looked away uncomfortably.
He stood up straight, keeping a safe distance from me, and said, "I saw you ahead of me. I wanted to go up and say hello, but I noticed that thing was following you, so... I decided to hide and sneak up on it. Who knew you were so powerful?"
I was a little skeptical: "It's really not because of fear?"
"Just kidding, I've fought against that thing before, how could I be afraid of it?" Jiang Wang straightened his body and even raised his voice.
“…”
We talked for a while and got to know each other.
An Xiaowei is a boxing coach, Mo Junfan says he is an undertaker, and Jiang Wang is an unknown outdoor blogger, a so-called survivalist.
At this time, the staff brought a few more people over, drew blood, and then closed the door again.
"Hasn't the inspection been completed? What's the point of locking us up here?" The man who came looked gentle and refined, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and seemed to be in his early thirties. However, his behavior at this moment was totally inconsistent with his image. The man kicked the door very angrily and cursed.
The others looked at each other.
Mo Junfan frowned and silently took out a pair of earplugs and put them in his ears.
Seeing this, Jiang Wang stepped forward and explained to the man with a smile: "Brother, after the blood is drawn, we have to wait for the test results. Look, we are all waiting here."
Unexpectedly, the man turned his anger on him, pointed at his nose and said, "You have to explain? Why are you meddling in my business? I have no problem at all! But you are all ugly and might even be carrying the virus!"
"puff--"
I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Not to mention Mo Junfan completely fits the iceberg handsome guy type, even Jiang Wang looks clean, cheerful and handsome. Not to mention An Xiaowei, who has a sweet look but also a certain sharpness and determination that ordinary sweet girls don't have.
Hearing my movement, the man turned around and glared at me, asking: "What are you laughing at?"
"We're all survivors, so why not stop attacking each other?" I tried to appease the irritable man, but he only became more aggressive: "You're the only one who talks too much. What's your business? Why do you interrupt me when I'm talking?"
"Bang!" Before I could say anything, An Xiaowei suddenly stood up and punched him. It was so fast that the man was stunned. His glasses were tilted on his face, and he stared at An Xiaowei blankly, covering his face with his hands, unable to utter a word for a long time.
An Xiaowei grabbed his collar, still with a sweet smile on her face: "Have you screamed enough? You started going crazy as soon as you came in. I've tolerated you for a long time."
The man swallowed and didn't dare to speak again.
Handsome! Sister Wei, you are my only sister!
Jiang Wang and Mo Junfan also looked at her in surprise.
With Sister Wei's intimidation, the guy with glasses became much more obedient. He found a corner to sit in and seemed to be crying.
The three of us continued chatting and exchanging information.
"You mean, some infected people look almost the same as normal people?" Jiang Wang looked up and asked me.
I nodded and added, "I didn't see him clearly, but I'm sure his appearance hasn't mutated. His voice is normal. He even said he was from the rescue team and tried to trick me into opening the door. But he's extremely strong, and... he can even crawl on the walls."
Mo Junfan nodded and said, "I've encountered a similar situation."
"I haven't encountered that, but I have met some people who were attacked by deformed infected people. Those people died on the spot and were not infected." Jiang Wang also talked about his own experiences.
An Xiaowei said, "My situation is similar to Jiang Wang's."
"In other words, there are at least two types of infected people known at present. One is those who have completely lost their minds and turned into monsters, and the other is those who still have their sanity and relatively high intelligence, who can disguise themselves and talk to people. People attacked by infected people who have lost their minds will be injured or die, but they will not be infected again." Jiang Wang briefly summarized.
A few people nodded and fell into deep thought. With only this little information, no one had any clue.
Soon the iron gate opened again. A staff member in protective clothing came in and said to us, "The blood test results are in, and they're normal. You all, follow me."
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