Chapter 14

"*Ugh*... I didn't think it was that disgusting, but after you vomited like that, I want to retch too!"

The bloody smell mixed with the sour smell, plus the bloody scene in front of him, truly challenged people's nerves.

Zhang Su forcibly suppressed the feeling of nausea, reached out and patted Zheng Xinyu's back, who was retching against the wall, and said: "Let's go, go back first!"

Facing the bloody scene, Zhang Su had his own way of adjusting. As long as he thought that if he were bitten by the guy in front of him, he would mutate, he wished he could go up and hammer it a few more times. The feeling of disgust instantly weakened!

Zheng Xinyu turned her head to look at Zhang Su. Her chin was still hanging with gastric mucus and a few grains of rice. Just as she was about to speak, the urge to vomit surged again, and she hurriedly retched against the wall again.

"So uncomfortable, I'm so uncomfortable..."

Zheng Xinyu held her chest and abdomen, her tone strange—the kind of tone where one speaks while wanting to vomit. It felt like her stomach was about to be vomited out.

"My dear grandmother, if you keep vomiting like this, no amount of food will be enough for you to waste!"

Zhang Su patted Zheng Xinyu's back gently while looking at the 802 door.

Such a big commotion at the door, the people in 802 couldn't possibly not know. Now that the zombie had been killed, were they still reluctant to come out?

As far as he knew, no one lived in 802. The owner was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. The last time they met was two years ago, bumping into each other in the elevator without even saying a word.

He felt confused and surprised about the woman who suddenly popped up in 802, but he didn't intend to find out.

Suddenly, a sound of machinery operating rang out. Zhang Su walked two steps to look at the elevator hall and found that the elevator was actually moving, going up from the third floor.

"The elevator is moving, go, go inside, hurry, hurry!"

Zhang Su grabbed Zheng Xinyu's waist and dragged her back into the room!

He didn't know the situation with the elevator. Maybe someone was coming up, maybe a zombie in the elevator had accidentally pressed a floor, or maybe someone had called the elevator—he didn't know. In short, being exposed outside was extremely unsafe.

Helping Zheng Xinyu back into the room, before the door could even be closed, Zheng Xinyu slumped on the ground, the baseball bat falling to the side with a *ding-dong* sound, still with a trail of blood on it.

"*Sob... sob-sob. *"

Her emotions exploded. Zheng Xinyu pouted and cried, looking at Zhang Su with incomparable grievance.

She had a sense of pride for having done the most amazing thing in her life, and a sense of grievance for being forced to do something she was incomparably afraid of and resistant to in her heart.

In this situation, if someone who didn't know saw it, they would think Zhang Su had done something to Zheng Xinyu.

Zhang Su was poking his head out to check the elevator situation. Hearing Zheng Xinyu's crying, he gently poked her with his foot, meaning "stop crying."

"The elevator stopped on the sixth floor. Xinyu, do you think it's a person or a zombie?"

Changing the subject seriously was the best tranquilizer.

Sure enough, after Zhang Su asked, Zheng Xinyu's crying weakened, turning into low sobs, sobbing and saying: "It, it must be a person, a person. Zombies, zombies don't know how to use elevators!"

"What if there's a zombie trapped in the elevator that accidentally touched a floor? It's not impossible!"

Zhang Su analyzed very seriously. After saying that, he gently pushed the door open and walked out.

"Where are you going!?"

Zheng Xinyu's butt seemed to have springs installed. Seeing Zhang Su open the door and go out, she immediately got up and grabbed his arm, refusing to let go.

"I'm going to the stairwell to listen for movement, and by the way, lock the safety door!"

Zhang Su patted Zheng Xinyu's slightly trembling hand.

The crisis at the door was resolved, and he felt much more settled in his heart, which could be considered expanding his range of activities a little.

Zheng Xinyu stood inside the door, staring tightly at Zhang Su, who was slowly walking toward the safety door. She couldn't help but imagine the scene of a zombie rushing out of the stairwell and lunging at Zhang Su. Suddenly thinking that she was unarmed, she hurriedly squatted down to pick up the baseball bat, which could give her a slight sense of security.

During the process of walking to the safety door, Zhang Su looked at the previous battlefield again. The zombie was lying limply against the 802 door. He originally wanted to drag the zombie away, but then thought about the guy in 802 who didn't contribute any effort, and got angry, simply too lazy to care!

Walking to the stairwell, Zhang Su looked up and down. It was strangely quiet, quiet enough for him to hear the shouting drifting in from the window in the distance—the meaning was unclear, and he didn't know if it was a cry for help or a scream before death.

Someone's pickle jar downstairs had been smashed, and the faint bloody smell mixed with the smell of pickles was very discordant.

The silence made people feel terrible.

Actually, the safety passage was also very deserted on normal days; not many people would be idle enough to climb the stairs, only the cleaners would clean it regularly. But today is different from the past. In the atmosphere of the zombie outbreak, the empty stairs gave people infinite imagination.

"Not a sound, it seems it's not a person..."

Zhang Su frowned and pondered. If someone came from the elevator to the sixth floor, or someone on the sixth floor pressed the elevator, there should be movement, but now it was as quiet as an ancient well.

Walking to the middle of the stairs, Zhang Su looked down through the middle gap and saw two swaying arms at the bottom level. From the trajectory of the movement, he could easily distinguish that they were zombies!

Not safe!

There was no safe place outside!

Zhang Su retreated cautiously to the corridor, slowly closing the safety door, only to find the lock was broken. He secretly greeted the property management and could only leave it ajar, waiting to go back and find something to tie it up.

"Is there a problem?"

When Zhang Su walked into the room, Zheng Xinyu asked hurriedly, while gently closing the door and locking it with a *click*. The heart that had been hanging finally settled slightly.

"I didn't hear any movement."

Zhang Su shook his head with a heavy expression.

"No movement is good, no movement is good..."

Zheng Xinyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the corners of her mouth a bit white.

"Let's go, go inside and rest."

Zhang Su held the hand axe upside down, habitually lowered his voice, and walked in front. He suddenly turned his head and asked: "Is there anything dirty on my face?"

"There's some on your chin and neck. Will, will something happen?" Zheng Xinyu asked nervously.

Zhang Su shook his head and took off the protection on his hands while saying: "Don't know, should be fine, but it's better to wash it clean as soon as possible..."

Speaking of using water, he frowned slightly. If it weren't a last resort, he really wouldn't want to waste the source of life.

"Right!"

Zhang Su let out a light cry, ignoring the bloodstains, and turned to walk toward the front door again.

"What are you doing again?"

Zheng Xinyu followed with small steps, holding the baseball bat tightly in her hand. She had quickly developed the good habit of not letting go of her weapon.

Zhang Su looked out through the peephole, opened the door gently, and said: "Looting!"

"Loot..."

Zheng Xinyu's thinking stalled. Seeing Zhang Su walking toward the dead zombie, she immediately understood the meaning of looting.

Seeing the bowl-shaped head again, Zheng Xinyu couldn't help but want to retch again, hurriedly focusing her attention on Zhang Su. She saw him skillfully take a key ring from the zombie!

(End of chapter)