Around four o'clock in the afternoon, a dark purple rainstorm suddenly fell from the sky, hitting the ground like hail, as if the pus and blood were flowing from zombies.
The strange rain, with its pungent fishy smell, did not lower the temperature, but made people feel even more stuffy.
Plants, animals, humans, soil, buildings... are all evolving rapidly in this sudden rainstorm.
Su Ci and the injured students were taken to the school cafeteria to take shelter from the rain.
The news of the zombies' appearance spread at lunchtime. Except for the freshmen who were undergoing military training, most of the other students in the second grade were in a panic.
Quite a number of people chose to stay directly in the cafeteria. After all, no one knew whether there were zombies in the dormitory, and the cafeteria at least had food for them to survive.
The mutation of the first batch of zombies seemed to be random, and a few of them appeared sporadically in the cafeteria. Fortunately, they were subdued by two instructors who arrived in time.
However, looking at the dark curtain of rain outside, many people fell into a sudden sadness. Rainwater has become like this, and they don’t know if it can still be drunk...
Some people are using their dying phone batteries to write lengthy cyber suicide notes online...
There was a commotion at the door, and several instructors came in escorting students.
The tall figures in camouflage uniforms reassured the panicked students. They were professionally trained and the most reliable backbone.
But then, someone noticed that several students brought by the instructors had injuries to varying degrees.
Except for the overly beautiful girl next to the chief instructor...
Among a group of miserable, soaked people, she looked like a dewy gardenia bud, as beautiful and pure as a fairy.
After being stunned for a long while, someone shouted from the corner.
"Instructor, were they scratched by zombies?"
Lu Yunhe did not hide it: "Yes."
The atmosphere suddenly froze to freezing point.
In the cafeteria, which was dim because of the power outage caused by the rain, people began to whisper to each other, and from time to time they expressed hostility towards the injured students.
The indifference and rejection of their peers made the students, who were already injured and on the verge of collapse, even more desperate.
But at the same time, they could also understand that at a time like this, no one was willing to risk their lives, so they could only stand in the corner of the door without saying a word.
Lu Yunhe found a dry towel and handed it to Su Ci, and used isolation tape to circle a small area.
"We will be here to protect the injured students and will not give them the opportunity to attack others. Similarly, we hope that the injured students will not conceal the truth."
Because of the sudden appearance of zombies, not many students came to the cafeteria to eat that day, so Lu Yunhe asked several instructors to prepare some food and distribute it to the injured students.
In the crowd, a boy timidly raised his hand.
"Report to the instructor, I was accidentally scratched."
He had been worried about being thrown out of the cafeteria by the others, so he had kept it a secret and refused to tell anyone. Only now, seeing that the instructors treated everyone equally, did he dare to step forward and speak out.
He was also a freshman. On the way back to the dormitory, he thought his girlfriend might not have eaten yet, so he ran to the cafeteria and bought thirty buns in one go.
I didn't expect to be isolated in the cafeteria.
"Thank you, instructor."
He shared the large bag of buns he was carrying. Captain Du couldn't help but tease him, "You're a big eater, buying so many in advance?"
The boy smiled shyly and said, "No, my girlfriend has a big appetite and I was afraid she would be hungry, so I saved these for her."
The people around burst into laughter, and the tense atmosphere finally eased a little.
Lu Yunhe also got a braised pork bun and stuffed it into Su Ci's mouth: "I don't like sweet or salty food, don't waste food."
Su Ci's cheeks were bulging with food from his stuffing, like a hamster with food in its mouth, and the sauce that she couldn't swallow in time dripped down her jaw.
The man raised his hand to wipe it, and his hand was covered with stickiness. He accidentally touched the delicate skin of his mother, which was as tender and smooth as a peeled egg.
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