Chapter 37 Going Upstairs or Underground

Around three o'clock, in the Alebu Company building, Pan Feng and Hua Xiong were leading Xiao Tan towards the top floor.

The elevator that went directly from the first floor to the fifty-second floor was out of order, and the entrance to the fire escape on the first floor had been blown up. However, several elevators leading to other floors were still working.

They transferred elevators several times, from the first floor to the seventh floor, then up three floors via the stairs from the seventh floor, and then transferred to another elevator on the tenth floor. After several twists and turns, they finally reached the forty-second floor.

Along the way, they encountered two more mini-boss level monster attacks, but with Pan and Hua's combat power, the bosses could only parry and had no ability to fight back. They were chopped down in two or three minutes. Not to mention those ordinary blood wolf zombies, they were cleaned up like cutting melons and vegetables.

Xiao Tan, following behind them, had his eyes opened and was full of admiration. He had no room to intervene in the battle at all, and felt like a gang boss leading two gold medal fighters to clear the scene, only able to watch the whole process.

"Two big brothers..." Xiao Tan couldn't help but ask on the stairs between the forty-second and forty-third floors, "Are you planning to just kill your way from the bottom floor to the top floor, and then kill your way back down from the top floor?"

"Not so, not so," Hua Xiong replied, "We're going to save that Dr. Ashford."

Xiao Tan was stunned when he heard this, "Uh... that... I don't know if it's too late to say this now, but I glanced at the building's diagram on the first floor, and the research institute is built underground, not upstairs..."

Logically speaking, after killing their way to this floor, and then hearing him say something like this after the fact, the other party should reply with something like, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

But to everyone's surprise, the two of them looked calm and composed. Hua Xiong just turned his head and smiled, "Haha, little brother, we know the research institute is underground, but the doctor may not be in the research institute."

Xiao Tan thought to himself: If the doctor isn't in the research institute, where else would he be? Hiding in the toilet? According to the conventional routines of science fiction movies, after a virus outbreak, researchers like this usually find a relatively safe isolation facility to protect themselves, and then try to find a way to control the virus, or call for rescue. But the top floor of this building is only marked as "office area" on the diagram. If Dr. Ashford was really there, he would probably have been eaten already.

Although he had doubts in his heart, Xiao Tan didn't say anything. Anyway, he didn't have to fight the monsters, just follow them behind them. Even if it proved to be a wasted trip later, he could just follow these two uncles and kill his way down.

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A few minutes ago, Feng Bujue also successfully entered the building. Along the way, by observing the wounds on the corpses and the footprints on the blood, he had basically deduced that... there were two people with Xiao Tan, one using a bladed heavy weapon, and the other seemed to be using a spear or something similar. Moreover, the two were very strong in combat and basically killed small monsters with one hit.

Because of the powerful performance of the three people clearing the way ahead, Feng Bujue's advance was much easier, and he encountered very few monsters after entering the building. He glanced at the building's diagram and then headed towards the underground research institute. He didn't expect that the three guys were heading to the top floor, assuming that his teammates had gone underground.

So, Feng Bujue found an elevator leading to the lower floor in a certain corridor and went up.

This elevator was very spacious, to be honest, it was a bit like the landing space, but there was no mirror wall behind and no touch screen beside him. There were some bloodstains in the elevator, but no corpses or limbs. Since it could only go back and forth between the first floor and the underground research institute, there were only five or six buttons on the elevator's control panel. Feng Bujue pressed the button for the underground floor and then pressed the close button. Soon after, the elevator started.

Analyzing from the "battle results" he had seen earlier, he felt that in a closed environment, it was difficult for blood wolf zombies to escape from the clutches of Pan and Hua. But he was still holding the pipe wrench, guarding against any stragglers rushing in after the elevator door opened, although the possibility was extremely small...

Just as the elevator door was about to open, a burst of zombie screams suddenly rang out, catching Feng Bujue a little off guard. But then he saw an arm reaching in from outside the door, followed by another...

Before the door was fully opened, three or four zombies had rushed into the door one after another. Looking further back, there were probably twenty or thirty monsters squeezed in the corridor outside the door. Most of them were wearing white coats and security uniforms, drooling and groaning, and exuding a corpse-like stench.

Although Feng Bujue was caught by surprise, his subsequent response was still calm and correct. While biting open a clove of garlic that he had already held in his mouth, he took out the kitchen knife and cooperated with the pipe wrench in his other hand, directly targeting the heads of the monsters closest to him.

After quickly knocking out a few monsters, he discovered a very shocking thing. The monsters that were currently pouncing on him were just ordinary zombies. Their faces were not obviously pale, they didn't have fangs in their mouths, and they didn't have werewolf hair on their bodies.

The most important thing was... they were not afraid of garlic!

This sudden unexpected situation caused Feng Bujue to suffer a great loss. He thought there wouldn't be many monsters, but he didn't expect there to be so many now, and he was forced into the narrow environment of the elevator where he couldn't retreat. What was even more troublesome was that the garlic had lost its deterrent effect, and these ordinary zombies moved much faster than the blood wolf zombies on the ground. They were no different from normal humans in terms of strength and speed.

Feng Bujue no longer had [Slow Quicksand]. In the previous script, he used this item on Roderick Usher's ghost to resist the large number of telekinetic objects attacking him. So, at this moment, he was basically helpless.

If an ordinary person was blocked in the elevator by more than twenty zombies, then, the best outcome for him would probably be... to swallow a gun and commit suicide if the conditions allowed.

But Feng Bujue didn't even have time to take out his gun at this moment. He kept waving the weapons in his hands, relying on the passive effect of [Concussion] to barely hold the line. But the arms that the monsters stretched forward and the limited space in the elevator made it difficult for him to hit the head every time.

Sure enough, before long, he was bitten, and in more than one place. The pain wasn't very strong, but he knew that he might have been infected.

By the time he had cleared the zombies in front of him, Feng Bujue was already standing in the corridor, with more than twenty corpses piled up behind him, and blood flowing like a river. He looked at the wounds on his body... on his arms and legs, there were two in each place, a total of four.

Except for some sensitive parts and the clothing near them, the players' clothing in other parts can be damaged. As long as the total area of damage is less than 10% of the entire set of clothing, the system may not correct or delay the correction. So, at this moment, the sleeves and the trousers on Feng Bujue's calves had exposed the wounds that had been bitten by the zombies.

And the status next to his survival value was already displayed as [Disease], which directly proved that he had been infected.

Feng Bujue sighed, took out the Winchester from his knapsack, loaded the bullets, and continued to move forward. He didn't know why there were ordinary zombies in this research institute yet, but he knew that the mutation after infection took time. Before he felt flu-like symptoms such as a high fever, he still had some time to use.

He wanted to try to search this research institute for something like serum, and also investigate whether Xiao Tan and the other two were here. If they weren't here, it meant that the three guys had inexplicably gone to the upper floors of the building; if they were here, then there must be some reason for the scene at the elevator door.

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At the same time, in front of the gun shop.

Young Master Atobe and Xiao Ming simply moved a large sofa to the middle of the road and sat on it, using the slowly approaching blood wolf zombies in the distance to practice target shooting.

Of course, while they were playing, they still maintained a sense of caution. After all, it was very difficult for them to hit the head at a long distance with their marksmanship. So, for every zombie that had its legs broken or was knocked to the ground, they both had to go over and check if it was completely dead after a while, and if it wasn't completely dead, they would give it a headshot.

The guns in the gun shop basically only required general firearms proficiency to use. The equipment requirements were lower than the M1911A1 that Feng Bujue had picked up at level 5. Obviously, in scripts like this that were above level 10, the restrictions on the use of firearms had been relaxed, giving people who hadn't opened the shooting specialization more opportunities to open this specialization.

"Hey, look at what that is?" Xiao Ming suddenly saw an abnormal figure appearing in the distance.

Young Master Atobe was on guard in another direction. When he heard this, he turned his head and glanced over: "Could that be... a player?"

The figure's movements were obviously not those of a zombie, which was why it attracted Xiao Ming's attention. As "she" approached, the two gradually saw some details clearly.

It was a young woman with a graceful figure and long hair draped over her shoulders. She had a beautiful and pure oval face, delicate and snow-white skin, eyes like autumn waves, a delicate nose, and a small mouth. She was wearing a black tailcoat, which was wrapped very tightly, making her slender and delicate figure extremely obvious, forming a sharp contrast with the full and upright breasts in front of her.

"Anyway, this outfit of hers is definitely not the system's default clothing," Xiao Ming said.

"Well... that makes sense, and I don't think it's very likely that she would be named Peerless General Pan Feng or Thousand Men Slayer Hua Xiong either," Atobe said, "That Feng Bujue told us that Wang Tanzhi is his friend and also a male player, so there shouldn't be any female players in this script..."

"I don't think she looks like a monster either, is she an NPC?" Xiao Ming continued.

"Then let's try to communicate." Young Master Atobe raised the TMP in his hand and aimed it at the beauty, shouting, "Stop! Who are you?"

She didn't answer, just smiled. After a few seconds, this smile quickly turned into a smirk, and the fangs in her mouth were also revealed...