Chapter 27: On the Road
Even though there was a long space and countless buildings between them, the light coming through the crack in the door still felt very familiar to them.
Wheel of Time?
Lu Jiamu suddenly thought of a question.
In fact, there was never any promise that they would be picked up directly on the fourteenth day. These were all their own conjectures.
The initial description only said that it survived for fourteen days.
Could it be that fourteen days is just a requirement for opening the return door, but in order to go back you still need to go through that door yourself?
Lu Jiamu had already begun to change his strategy in his mind.
It was already Friday night, and it was impossible for them to run around at night. The earliest they could leave was tomorrow morning, so they only had three days to use.
He pointed to the location of the light and asked the librarian, "What's over there?"
The eyeballs in the iron box rolled around, and both looked in the direction of Lu Jiamu's finger: "Over there is the principal's office building, and the core seal."
Lu Jiamu asked again: "If we want to leave the library, should we go there?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" His eyes jumped with joy. "Are you leaving?"
Lu Jiamu nodded: "Can you teleport us there?"
His eyes moved from side to side, like a person shaking his head. "No. Only the book preview room and the library have teleportation built in, not anywhere else."
"What's in the principal's building now?"
This time his eyes were quiet for a while, as if he was looking carefully, and after a while he said, "The principal may be dead, I can't see anything else."
"So, is there anyone still alive in this campus?"
"There are several of them, and they are all trying to get closer to the core seal area."
There was no need to ask what the diary thought about this matter, as it had just been silenced when it was trying to persuade them to leave.
Lu Jiamu nodded and said to the others, "We'd better wait until tomorrow morning and set off as soon as possible."
Wang Biao looked around and asked democratically, "Does everyone have any objections?"
Lu Jiamu opened the tool kit, took out the cross and Tai Chi sword, checked them, then walked to the aisle, knocked, and asked loudly: "We are leaving the library tomorrow, who wants to go with us?"
In different corners of the library, children, some gathered in groups and some alone, all looked over.
There were no windows in the library and the door was locked, so I couldn't see outside. I could only occasionally hear some terrifying screams from outside. It was so isolated that I had no source of information.
At this moment, everyone had different thoughts in their minds.
Some children think it is very dangerous outside and that going out will only lead to a faster and more miserable death.
Some children are still optimistic and believe that if they wait here, maybe someone will find them and rescue them.
After all, although the campus in the past was not prosperous, it had many excellent teachers.
Some children simply don't want to face the horror outside, and would rather die of starvation in peace.
Some children have already faced the reality and know that staying in the library may help them live longer, but there is no other possibility except starving to death.
On the contrary, if you don’t leave now, you will miss the best opportunity to survive.
Finally, five kids stood up and said, "We want to join you."
After spending their last night in the library, they watched the wall clock strike ten and prepared to leave.
They said goodbye to Teacher Gao first.
When Mr. Gao heard that they were leaving now, he asked hoarsely, "Do you know the way?"
"Do you know how to proceed if you don't run into anyone else?"
They were trapped in the library, which had no other advantages except that there were many books and they could look up various maps and information about the base.
After getting a positive answer, Teacher Gao said, "Then I wish you good luck."
The children who decided to stay in the library gathered at the door and watched the librarian open the library door.
It is already past ten in the morning, and under normal circumstances the sun should be shining.
But the outside world was shrouded in a thick black fog, and things beyond five meters were no longer visible. The ecology had also undergone some kind of change.
There were strange mosses growing on the ground and trees, and strange roars could be heard occasionally in the distance.
The outer walls of the library were already covered with a flesh-colored vine, which might have contributed greatly to the noise of the previous few nights.
Lu Jiamu put the iron box into his pocket, holding the cross in his left hand and the sword in his right hand.
Others were holding flamethrowers or different types of firearms.
As soon as the door opened, flesh-colored vines swept over madly, trying to rush into the room.
Lu Jiamu raised the black cross: "Slow down."
Although the surroundings were shrouded in black fog, one could still sense the dark and dead light emanating from the cross.
Under the cover of light, the movement of the vines suddenly became extremely slow and the speed was extremely slow.
The children who stayed in the library just took a quick glance outside, and when they saw them go out, they hurriedly pushed the door together.
The people outside took advantage of the vines' pause and started running wildly behind Lu Jiamu, quickly moving away from the library.
Although the surroundings were shrouded in thick dark fog, the five people always had the illusory half-open door of light in their eyes.
With this as the positioning and comparing it with the principal's building under normal circumstances, it is easy to find the right path.
They had just run for a while when the librarian in Lu Jiamu's pocket suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Get down!"
Lu Jiamu didn't suspect anything and slid to the ground.
The other children followed suit and hid in the dry grass.
Not far away, a humanoid monster made up of messy black lines walked out from behind a tree.
But before it could take two more steps, a huge shadow glided low in the air and cut it and the tree in half.
The messy monster collapsed to the ground.
If they hadn't laid down just now, they would have been split into two.
Everyone couldn't help but sigh: The librarian's eyes are really useful.
And the world outside is so dangerous.
"It's gone."
The children then stood up.
The librarian rolled twice in the iron box and suddenly said, "I saw other living people. They are on our way. Now they are hiding by the artificial lake."
If they could team up with others, perhaps their chances of survival would be higher.
The group of children slightly changed direction and headed in the direction pointed by the librarian.
Although it was no longer possible to distinguish between day and night outside, Teacher Gao gave them his pocket watch when they left, which was enough for them to tell the time.
They walked through the whole day and finally approached the artificial lake in the evening. From a distance, they could see a little sporadic fire in the black fog. Someone had lit a bonfire, and six blurry figures were sitting beside it.
A group of children were very happy when they saw it and ran over immediately.
As soon as they approached the fire, they heard the sound of a loaded gun, and it seemed that if they got any closer they would be killed immediately.
A male voice asked seriously, "Who are you?"
"They are freshmen in the school, and I am the school librarian." The librarian replied, "What about you?"
Most ghosts in the dark are unable to communicate rationally, so after hearing them speak, the people on the other side felt a lot more at ease.
"We just came from another base and got stuck here." The man next to the fire replied, "You can come over, but go slowly."
Several children slowly approached. As soon as they reached the edge, an adult woman took out three empty water bottles from her backpack and threw them in front of them: "We are thirsty, go get us some water."
No wonder they let them come here, it turns out they wanted them to be good tools for demining.
In this kind of environment, no one can tell whether the water in the artificial lake is still normal or whether there are any monsters hidden under the water.
For a moment, no one picked up the kettle.
The voice on the other end began to urge anxiously: "Pick someone at random. We can exchange them for a can."
Lu Jiamu and the other four were not saints or mothers, and they had a certain tacit understanding of sticking together. Of course, they would not risk their lives to fetch water from the lake.
The remaining few children also formed a group, and they quickly pushed out the most vulnerable child.
The child was afraid, resentful and unwilling, but he did not dare to go against the wishes of others. He had to fearfully take the three kettles and then walked towards the artificial lake step by step.
The surface of the artificial lake was pitch black, and it was impossible to see what was underneath. Perhaps there was some terrible monster hiding in it...
He bent down tremblingly, unscrewed the lid of the kettle and started to get water.
The first empty pot was soon filled, and the child went to get the second pot.
He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that under the already dark lake, there seemed to be something black, silk-mesh-like approaching.
Trembling, he pressed the second pot into the water.
Something cold spread from the water to his hands, and the child felt his whole body go numb.
A large net made of hair suddenly jumped out from the dark water and swallowed the child who was fetching water in one gulp.
Silently, with only ripples on the water.
The children were so frightened that their scalps went numb, but the adults near the fire reacted even more violently and some even jumped up.
The middle-aged man with a gun pointed at them, like a frightened bird, and shouted in fear: "Quick, bring the kettle over!"
He pointed at Lu Jiamu, who seemed to have the most reliable equipment, and said, "You, don't hesitate, just go! Otherwise, I will kill you!"
Compared to a headshot, the chance of survival is greater if you reach for the water bottle.
Lu Jiamu responded in a steady tone: "Okay."
A voice immediately came from the iron box in his pocket: "Don't take me with you, okay?"
Lu Jiamu has already seen that this librarian has even less moral integrity than Teacher Gao and Teacher Wen.
He could see so much, but he led them to find this group of frightened people. I'm afraid that helping them to form a team was fake, and the real purpose was to sell them out for fame and fortune.
After all, his inherent abilities are there and there is a market for him everywhere.
On the contrary, the more stupid teammates he finds, the more room he has to perform as a guy with only a pair of big eyes.
Lu Jiamu laughed hypocritically and whispered, "It would be great if we could go together. If you are scared, you can help me check what is in the water in advance."
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