shock! I fell into an infinite survival game and became a god

Chapter 32 Goodbye Photos
"Don't think too much at this time, just reload the gun and let's return to the ground quickly." The commander's words interrupted the rescue team members' divergent thinking.

Team members passed through the pile of zombies one after another. Song Bai, who was last, cut off the mouthparts of the zombie and gently put it into a sealed bag. These things were the key to research. She hoped that it would be best for this kind of zombie to have individual differences. If the universal evolutionary branch was like this, then there was nothing they could do.

Huzi and Song Bai walked together. Although he had some doubts about Song Bai's actions, he did not ask them. This newcomer was indeed capable and seemed very mysterious.

Everyone returned to the ground without any danger. The commander used the intercom to contact the cleaning team upstairs. After learning that the third floor of the key area had been cleaned up, he divided a few teams and asked them to hand over their research materials and equipment. other people.

Their team of several people will go to the third floor with the researchers to retrieve useful information and equipment again, while the rest will return to the rooftop along the same route and wait for evacuation.

Song Bai and Hu Zi naturally stayed behind and prepared to go to the third floor.

The cleanup team completed their task very well. There were no zombies in the stairs leading to the third floor.

While climbing the stairs, a researcher suddenly spoke up and started talking to Huzi.

"Brother, what's the situation outside? Is there anyone alive?"

Huzi answered casually: "I'm not sure. There are zombies outside, so there is little chance of anyone alive."

After hearing Huzi's words, the researcher's face looked a little unusual. Huzi thought he was frightened and patted his shoulder with his hand: "The deceased has passed away. We living people must work hard to survive."

Isn't this what Huzi is saying to himself.

Song Bai glanced at Hu Zi, and he didn't expect that a person who looked fierce on the outside could be so delicate on the inside.

Hu Zi unconsciously took care of newcomers like them at the beginning, and now he cares about the people in the mission world. If Wang Yao saw him, he would most likely say: He still suffered a loss and suffered too little.

The researcher's face still looked bad, and it seemed that Huzi's comfort was not effective at all.

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On the third floor, the cleaning crew rested in a room. In order not to attract more zombies, they clean up in a different way than underground rescuers. They will only shoot when there is a life-and-death crisis. The rest of the zombies are killed with cold weapons, which consumes even more energy.

After the conductor and Song Baijin entered the room, the conductor asked the researchers to identify what was useful, while Song Bai transferred the data from the computers in the room.

Song Bai opened the drawer next to the seat, and one of the photos caught her attention.

this picture? I seem to have seen it somewhere.

On the picture, there was a man, a woman and a child. Song Bai recalled where he had seen this photo.

The little shop where they scavenged for supplies!
By some strange coincidence, Song Bai put this photo in his bag.

Under the photo, there was a small piece of stone. Song Bai picked it up and looked at it through the window.

There was nothing unusual. Since she found it under the photo, she stuffed it into her bag.

Fellow researchers have already sorted out useful things. A few of them and the cleaning team collected the materials and equipment and prepared to gather on the rooftop and return to the Fushi base.

As for whether there are any survivors in the Hecheng base, no one has mentioned it.

The number of zombies surrounding Hecheng Base is too large. If they want to search and rescue survivors, it will consume huge manpower and material resources, especially the rescuers may be lost during the search and rescue process, so no one wants to do such a thing.

Perhaps if there is a strong survivor signal, they might stay a while.

Back on the rooftop, several helicopters slowly took off one after another.

Dr. Li's eyelids moved as he was squeezed between the two team members.
(End of this chapter)