While Han Dong was escaping from the area, he also found that this was not the only case of zombification in the mall.
Every ten meters, there was a customer coughing violently and zombifying on the spot.
Moreover, the worst thing was the speed of transmission … Zombification happened in just ten seconds. Considering the current flow of people in the mall, the zombification rate would exceed 90% in less than ten minutes.
The most important thing now was to find a small area that wouldn't be occupied by zombies and could guarantee the initiative.
"Where is the surveillance room on this floor? Take us there directly. "
"Aren't we going to escape?" The salesperson who was bribed was scared to the point that his legs were weak.
Han Dong said with a serious face:
"The snack area we are currently in should be on the third floor of the supermarket, right? If the zombification happened here, it should be the same on the two floors below, or even earlier.
If we escape like this, it is very likely that we will be attacked on the way.
Why don't we go to the surveillance room with better privacy, where we can observe the specific situation of the mall and safely wait for the police to come and rescue us. "
"Makes sense."
The salesperson who was successfully fooled led Han Dong and Sally all the way to the edge of this floor … As long as they continued along the side of the passage, they would be able to reach the [Surveillance Room] at the deepest part.
At this moment.
An old lady who had just been infected walked out from between the shelves. The main artery on her neck that was bitten was still crazily spurting blood.
The old lady looked to be in her seventies or eighties, and she had a big belly. She should have had difficulty moving, but at this moment, she was as fast as flying, and her running speed was comparable to that of a young man.
Her bloodshot eyes stared at Han Dong and the other two, as if a feast was in front of her.
"So fast? The zombie virus can stimulate the potential of an individual? "
While Han Dong was analyzing, the middle-aged salesperson on the side was scared to the point of peeing.
The zombie grandmother was about to approach. Whoosh! A serrated arrow pierced through the head from between the eyebrows, and there was a string of brain tissue hanging on the surface of the serrated arrow.
The zombie grandmother's vision turned black, and she fell to the ground.
Fortunately, the concept of 'death when the brain is broken' was still preserved, or else it would be really troublesome.
Sally's eyes didn't change, stepped forward and stepped on the neck of the old lady, pulled out the arrow with brain tissue, and put it back in the quiver.
"Amazing! Who are you? "
"Don't worry, as long as you do as we say, we'll definitely bring you out of here alive … Hurry to the surveillance room!"
"Good! I happen to have the key here. "
The salesperson ran in the front, and Sally followed closely behind.
Han Dong purposely stayed until the end. At the same time, he also noticed an extremely important detail.
Not long after the old granny was killed, a total of nine zombies rushed over … This made Han Dong unable to understand it with the traditional concept of zombies.
"What's going on? Currently, the supermarket was full of customers, and there were countless targets for zombies. Why would the nearby zombies all come over because of the death of one zombie?
Was it attracted by the unique smell of blood from the damaged brain, or was it for some other reason?
I have to verify what's going on. Perhaps I can find some decisive clues to escape. "
Han Dong did not follow the team to the surveillance room. Instead, he stood at the entrance of the corridor and assumed a stance.
His entire right arm was perpendicular to the ground, slowly accumulating power.
When the first zombie came close, he found the best time to punch, and punched out!
Only a burst of bone cracking sound was heard, and the sturdy adult zombie flew back heavily. At the same time, it also knocked down the zombies on the way … In this way, there were only two zombies left to chase from the side.
One was a young girl wearing a school uniform.
The other was a man with glasses who looked like a social animal, wearing old-fashioned clothes, and a somewhat cold head.
"I'll choose you!"
Han Dong kicked the girl out, and turned to face the man with glasses.
At the moment when the man rushed over, Han Dong grabbed his skull to stop the gnawing.
The next action was a bit 'overboard'.
A sharp nail popped out of the index finger of his right arm. Shua! … .Cut horizontally, clean and neat!
The whole head of the man with glasses was perfectly cut off in an instant. However, the gnawing behavior was not stopped. As long as the brain was intact, the related functions could function normally.
In order to avoid being bitten, a tentacle pierced into the back of the head to suppress the brain's excited activity.
Holding the head in his hand, he ran into the depths of the tunnel.
At this time, the "monitoring room" had been opened by the salesperson with the staff key, and was waving at Han Dong.
The moment Han Dong stepped forward, a loud crack sounded. Immediately closed the door and locked it.
"Ah! You … What are you doing? "
Noticing the zombie head in Han Dong's hand, the salesperson was scared to the wall, and his legs kept trembling.
"Don't be afraid, I have to study this group of zombies. It is necessary to prepare for the worst … If no one comes to save us, we can only find a way to escape.
Before we escape, it is necessary to understand the relevant information about these zombies. "
The security guard in the monitoring room had already left when he discovered the abnormality, and only Han Dong and the others were there.
First, he found a set of security uniform, cut off the sleeves, and tied it into the mouth of the zombie head to ensure that it would not bite, and then temporarily hung it on the hanger.
Han Dong shifted his gaze to the monitor.
Unfortunately, Wal-Mart used a hierarchical management system, and the monitoring room here was only responsible for the situation on the third floor.
Moreover, the cameras were a relatively common type, and could not be zoomed in or pinpointed, and could only roughly observe the situation in different areas.
Just as Han Dong thought, with such a rapid virus infection, it only took ten minutes to turn the mall into a zombie lair, and there were no traces of living people in the monitor screen.
For the time being, there were no individuals suspected to be killers.
However, through these monitors, at least the overall situation on the third floor of the mall could be monitored at any time, and the overall structure of the mall could also be understood through the salesperson.
"I don't know what will happen as the number of ladybugs increases.
Let's try to study this head first, and hope to have some interaction with my right arm. "
The salesperson was hurriedly calling for help.
She did not know that the police had already received the information and were conducting a complete blockade and quarantine of Wal-Mart.
"Sally, continue to watch these monitors, and once you find traces of suspected killers, tell me … I will do an experiment."
"Okay."
Han Dong placed the manic zombie head on the table and performed a "craniotomy" with his sharp nails.
The brain tissue in the cranial cavity was quite active, and there was even a tendency for it to jump out.
Han Dong found the glass that the security guard left here, and took out a drop of blood from the zombie's brain.
He then cut his right finger, and let the two drops of blood mix in the glass.
The scene in front of him made Han Dong reveal an unconcealable smile. The zombie blood in the glass did not put up any resistance and was directly swallowed and assimilated …
"As expected of the G-virus, even if it is weakened, it is still so powerful … Not to mention, my blood is also unusual. If this is the case, I have the advantage in this game."
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