The hail is over
The fire was getting bigger and bigger, but because the books had been left in a humid environment for too long, the edges became damp and the entire corridor was filled with smoke when the books burned.
"Cough cough!" The smoke made everyone cough. They retreated again and again, until they reached the deepest part of the corridor. Bai Tian was the first to enter dormitory 502 to avoid the smoke, followed by the others.
Because of Bai Tian's appeal, 502 was quickly packed, but there were more than fifty people present, and those who couldn't squeeze in could only go to 501 opposite.
There are legends about 501 being a haunted house, but no one cares about that now.
It is impossible not to keep an eye on the situation in the corridor outside at all times, but Bai Tian didn't want to do anything that would offend anyone, so he asked Teacher He and Teacher Lin to arrange people to take turns observing the situation outside.
A lot of mycelium was burned at the junction of the corridor and the staircase, but due to its huge size, except for the sixth floor which was smashed and crumbling, only the fifth floor had not been completely occupied.
The remaining four floors, including dormitories, bathrooms, and balconies, have been completely covered by this organism. The hyphae are floating freely in the air, like an underwater world full of aquatic plants on all sides, or like the beautiful flower room in the eyes of the Princess and the Pea.
"Xiaobai, cough, cough, they're out of heat. Wait for another ten minutes or so until the ground temperature drops and they'll be here!" The student who was arranged in the corridor reported while coughing.
Jiang Miao frowned. Whether it was breaking through the disinfectant or the firewall, it was faster than her calculations.
Bai Tian said according to the original plan: "Light up the second pile in ten minutes!"
At 5:35 p.m., new smoke rose after the second line of defense was ignited.
The smoke in the corridor drifted in through the crack in the door, making people unconsciously shed tears to protect their eyes. Even Jiang Miao's goggles were covered with black powder that could not be wiped off.
There are only about ten people in dormitory 501. It’s not too crowded and at least you can still move around.
Jiang Miao squeezed to the balcony and observed that the hail was only getting smaller and there was no sign of stopping.
She had no way to deal with the mold, and the only thing she could do now was to drag it out.
Only when the hail stops will they have hope of escaping.
At 7:55 in the evening, the fire in front of Gate 512 went out, and Bai Tian ordered the third line of defense to be ignited.
At 9:30 in the evening, the fire in front of 508 door went out and the second to last fire was lit.
At exactly twelve o'clock in the morning, the last line of defense in front of 504 was also ignited. The wooden boards and clothes burned in the fire, emitting even thicker black smoke. Bai Tian now refused to even come out to take a look. Every time he designated someone to go to the corridor to observe the situation, he would light the next fire as long as it was extinguished for ten minutes, and continue to maintain a state of protection.
The house burned for too long, and Jiang Miao felt that the entire floor was shaking due to the hailstones hitting the roof, as if it was going to collapse at any time.
Everyone in the dormitory had their faces covered in black ash from the smoke. They were hungry, thirsty, and extremely nervous. They didn't even have the strength to speak. The cigarette ash mixed with the wet hot air floated in the hot air as if it weighed a thousand pounds, making it hard to breathe. Every breath was difficult to inhale and exhale, burning the lungs and mouth.
Jiang Miao was always paying attention to the hail outside the window. There was a long rope made of bed sheets on the windowsill. If it was really too late, he could only take the risk of jumping down, which was better than being swallowed by such a thing.
At three o'clock in the morning, she clearly felt that the hail was getting smaller, but the fire outside had obviously gone out. As long as the temperature of the floor and walls dropped, mold would invade the two dormitories and everyone inside.
Jiang Miao sent a message to Bai Tian: Soak the wooden door in 84 disinfectant.
As long as we can hold on, we will win.
Both sides took action at the same time. The pungent smell in the air made people afraid to breathe it into their lungs. Sodium hypochlorite, the main ingredient in the disinfectant, also had the risk of burning the respiratory tract if inhaled in excess.
As time passed, everyone held their masks tightly and held their breath. No matter how hot and stuffy the environment was, they dared not relax at all.
The sticky and wet feeling of crawling on the wooden door rustled gently, and the people in the room felt a chill down their spines, like lambs silently awaiting judgment.
The dead mycelium bodies corroded by the disinfectant dripped down from the door, turned into gray drops on the ground, and flowed into the dormitory through the gaps in the door.
Everyone was shocked:
"They are coming in soon! Xiaobai and the others are coming in soon. What should we do?"
"Help, don't come over here, don't push me, why are there so many people!!"
"Bai Tian, think of a solution quickly. Aren't you the one who has the best solution?"
"Xiaobai, please save us, they are coming, they are really going to--Ah!"
Urged by everyone, Bai Tian looked at a loss. The senior did not tell her what to do in this matter, but now he did not reply to her messages and did not answer her calls. Jiang Xiang, who was next to her, noticed this and snatched her phone away.
Her heart skipped a beat and her eyes widened with anger: "What are you doing? Give it back to me!"
Jiang Xiang opened the backstage of her phone and immediately saw the dense chat history in the text messages. Among them, the most lengthy message stood out. She murmured: "...Since you are going to die anyway, why not stand up and fight for yourself before you die."
"Don't read it!"
Everyone present heard this sentence and it sounded very familiar. Wasn't this what Xiaobai said at that time to encourage everyone to unite and work together to fight against mold?
How come it appears on the phone!
"Give it back to me!" Bai Tian panicked and rushed forward to snatch the phone. Jiang Xiang held the phone high up and flipped through the chat history while saying viciously, "Bai Tian, you are so good! It turns out that the senior from the next building taught you all this, but you shamelessly claim that this work is your own!"
"I didn't! I was the one who took the risk to lead everyone. Why do you say I took the credit?" Bai Tian turned around and said to the teachers and classmates with different expressions: "No, no! That senior only taught me the method. I was the one who arranged the specific steps!"
Jiang Xiang sneered: "Writing it in such detail, even a dog could do it!"
"Shut up! How dare you, the culprit, accuse me!"
"You talk as if I carried Sun Ke in here all by myself! Didn't you contribute? My fellow students, don't you know that this person did anything to get me to give her an award? Today, I can tell at a glance that a mean person like her doesn't have such foresight and courage! She must have been guided by an expert!"
Teacher Lin looked tense and kept looking at the wooden door: "Stop arguing! Bai Tian, if you don't have any other ideas, why don't you ask your senior if he has any solutions? You can't just wait here to die!"
Everyone quickly agreed: "Yes, yes, hurry up, Bai Tian, don't dawdle!"
"Ask what to do, we don't want to die!"
Almost all of the dozen or so people in dormitory 501 were students who failed to get seats in dormitory 502. When they heard the noisy howling from over there, they could only feel relieved.
Thirty people across the street were squeezed into a dormitory of less than seven square meters, which was really crowded.
Jiang Miao was the person standing on the outermost balcony. After the first violent scream was heard from Dormitory 501, the heavy hail that had plagued Ancheng for many days finally stopped at 3:20 a.m. on the fourth day.
Almost at the moment when the sound behind him disappeared, Jiang Miao immediately threw the bed sheet outside the building, tied one end to the railing, turned over quickly, held the bed sheet with his arms, stepped on the outer wall with his feet, and flew down the stairs from the side of the balcony.
Fortunately, she has been strengthening her training since her rebirth, otherwise she might not be able to do such high-intensity exercise.
The screams from upstairs were getting farther and farther away. Jiang Miao ignored everyone and left immediately after stepping firmly on the ground without looking back.
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