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The pain from being pressed against the hard bed made Ma Yunyang open his eyes. He sat up and wanted to teach the person who took his pillow a lesson, but the dim light around him made him look outside subconsciously.
Gradually waking up from sleep, he began to feel puzzled because the morning, which should have been sunny, had a dusk-like hue.
Looking down at his phone, "9 in the morning," he looked outside again, and the overall scene still appeared dim, with a dark gray fog shrouding the campus in the distance. Even inside the dormitory, there was a kind of dimness reminiscent of dusk.
"By the southern seaside, the changes happen so quickly. Is a typhoon coming? It feels like the end of the world..." Ma Yunyang scratched his head and complained about the place he had lived in for ten years.
This is the largest private university in City G - Free University. Founded by Free Group, Free University has its affiliated middle school, primary school, and is directly connected to the Free Group orphanage. The middle and primary schools are completely enclosed, and students can only leave the campus when they enter the university.
Although I don't know why, in the internet age, who cares if you can go out as long as you can go online. So although students are puzzled, no one really has any objections, or rather, these orphans don't have the right to voice their opinions.
"Hey, did no one get up? How late did you stay up studying last night, skipping breakfast..."
On the wall opposite his bed was embedded a fireplace, which stood out abruptly, while his roommate's bed in its original position was gradually disappearing, replaced by the eerie green fire in the fireplace, old carpet, and wallpaper.
"Damn it," he quickly lay down and wrapped himself in the blanket, "this is haunted."
Then he slapped himself a few times.
"Hey, this dream feels pretty real!"
Close your eyes, open them, close your eyes, open them... No change.
"..."
"Done, done, I've run into a ghost..."
Unable to make sense of it, and terrified of ghosts, Yunyang reluctantly climbed out of bed, feeling that something was not quite right. Even in his wildest daydreams, he had never imagined such a scenario.
"Um..." He picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of water to calm his nerves.
(He paused, feeling like there was a terrible voiceover going on)
At that moment of confusion, the chairs in the dormitory turned into sofas. Around the fireplace, the beds and tables on one side had all disappeared.
He approached to examine the leather sofas: "This leather feels somewhat familiar..."
Sitting on a sofa directly facing the fireplace, he twisted and said, "Hey, this fire is quite warm." The fabric of the sofa was unexpectedly comfortable, as if sitting on a person.
Suddenly, he felt a little awkward, as if someone had been staring at him and he was disheveled. He looked around but there was nothing unusual.
Suddenly turning around, some blurry silhouettes were lying on each bed, hazy and indistinct, while the figure lying on his own bed was "staring" at him.
"Ah!" Startled awake by the dream, Ma Yunyang turned over and sat up, only to bump his head against a hard object.
Duang!
Good sound is a good start.
The sound of the collision between the skull and the metal was pleasant to the ear, and it hurt so much that he gasped for cold air, holding his head: "Ah! Hiss... you..."
Thinking it was a prank by his roommate, he fell silent. A metal helmet was suspended above his blanket, and the bright red paint reflected his surprised face.
"This, this, this, what is this, you guys... take it away quickly, if you don't, I... I'll buy your junk, believe me!"
For a moment, he was so surprised that he couldn't speak clearly, but no one responded to what he said. It was then that he realized the dormitory was empty as if in a dream.
Yunyang Yunyang was startled, quickly turned his head to look out the window, the bright sun at 9 o'clock outside the window made him breathe a sigh of relief.
Moreover, upon closer inspection, several silly beddings were still there, so they probably hadn't been expelled, just gone out.
That's not right either. Today is Sunday, and there was no advance notice for makeup classes. According to the lazy nature of these people, they should still be sleeping at this time. Where are they?
He looked at the helmet floating on his own bed and then glanced at the book "The Interpretation of Dreams" by his pillow.
Unable to help but stroke my chin and mutter to myself, "Could there really be something going on? Apocalypse? Infinite flow? Ugh... it's terrifying."
Unable to control my emotions, as a shut-in who has read countless online novels, terrible associations sprang to mind.
"Ah, I'm afraid I might not have a serious illness..." Disgusted with himself, he shook off the goosebumps, dressed neatly, tidied the bed, and put on his helmet before getting out of bed.
Gurgle gurgle, "Ah, burp~"
After finishing the usual morning routine of drinking a glass of water, I was about to put down the glass and sit down to take a good look at the "helmet," when suddenly I heard a strange, eerie cry, like a whale in the deep sea.
"Um, just now, did you hear something?" Yunyang looked around, scratched his head, and couldn't make sense of it.
Shaking his head, he sat back in his chair, propping his elbows on his knees and turning the helmet over and over in his hands.
This helmet, apart from lacking the red "crest" on the top, had the style of an ancient Roman helmet and was entirely black.
He looks more and more familiar, "If Chenhao were here, he would be familiar with this."
Muttering to himself, he opened his phone to search on Baidu, but found no internet.
"I...6, it's fine to have a slow internet at night since everyone is using it, but why do you have no internet with me at 9 in the morning?"
Muttering complaints, Yunyang walked around the dormitory without any signal, planning to go out to find a signal, but suddenly felt a palpitation when his hand touched the door lock.
"Um..."
It feels like someone is waving something in front of your forehead while your eyes are closed.
"This is not good either," he thought.
A long time ago, probably when he was in elementary school, like other kids, he always hoped to have some superpowers. As everyone knows, this is a material world.
He naturally was an ordinary person, but his palpitations were different. It was like his own "Spider Sense," saving him many times, big and small. I won't go into details here, we'll talk about it later. He looked at the door lock for a while, then inexplicably came back and sat on the bench.
Suddenly, he caught sight of the X-Men poster on the bed, and had a sudden inspiration, "Isn't that the helmet of the imposing Magneto? This levitating model looks so realistic, why not try it on? It'll make great content for social media and my friends tonight."
He held the helmet, intending to put it on, but then thought, "Wait, am I being too juvenile? What if someone pranks me and is secretly filming? I'd be socially dead."
Thinking of this, he placed his helmet on the table, searched the dormitory for any photographic equipment, and locked the dormitory door. Then he sat back down, solemnly picked up the helmet, and put it on his head.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Bang, bang, bang, click!" The sound of heavy objects hitting echoed around the cafeteria. The outer rolling shutter of the first floor cafeteria had been torn apart by an unknown creature, and some of the toughened glass inside had begun to crack.
Outside the door, thick fog enveloped the area, making it impossible for people to see the monsters attacking the cafeteria from a distance. They could only hear the chilling screams of the people outside mixed with some kind of roaring.
In the cafeteria, people had different expressions: some were absent-minded, some were panicked, and some were lost in their own world.
"Who will come and save us?"
A young man suddenly roared, collapsed to the ground, and couldn't stop pulling his own hair.
" Fat Liu, stop making noise. If you make more noise, the zombies will hear us," the boyfriend in the couple next to him said. The fat man's eyes flashed with a strange color, but he immediately closed his mouth.
"Looking at these young people again, the young man has sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, while the young woman is stunningly beautiful, making them a perfect couple.
"Li Mu, can your abilities help us get out of here?" A burly middle-aged man nearby asked the young man.
"Teacher Xu, given the current situation, my abilities have just awakened and I am unable to blast open a path. My abilities are limited and I can only protect a few people, but considering the number of people here..." Li Mu said, half t Lucy fully and half jokingly.
He glanced back at the students gathered in small groups, estimated the number, and then tightened his grip on his girlfriend's hand.
Upon hearing his words, the crowd burst into a wave of discussion.
"He just doesn't want to take us with him!" "Isn't he a member of the student union? Can't even handle such a small matter?" "Tsk tsk, selfish and self-serving!"
Li Mu frowned, lowered his head and began to speak to his girlfriend: "Liu Yu, later..."
Mr. Xu raised his hand to quiet them: "Everyone, please don't argue. Since just now, some people have awakened their abilities. I, as a teacher, have also awakened my power. I believe that among all of you, there are also awakeners. Perhaps due to personal reasons, you don't want to reveal your abilities. But it's hard to stand alone. Since we can't break out now, we can only wait for rescue. I just hope that everyone can work together and hold on until the rescue arrives."
In the crowd, a few people's faces showed some movement, but in the end, no one stood up to speak.
"Hey! Fat Gang, don't you think it's too quiet now?" In a corner far from the restaurant door, a bespectacled boy nudged the boy next to him in sportswear.
"How come, is it not exciting enough now? Should I call a zombie to come and tear you apart?" The boy in sportswear patted his clothes and retorted.
"No, that's not what I meant. I'm saying, why is there no sound of zombie scratching the glass now? What's going on? And I think I hear footsteps," the boy with glasses added.
Due to the restaurant's door and windows being blocked by tables, I could only vaguely see many things squirming.
"No, I didn't hear anything, what sound? But I did see something moving outside the window... Something's not right, get ready to run!" the sportswear suddenly said.
"Why is there no sound at all?"
"What's going on?"
"Has the rescue team arrived?!"
Many people noticed that suddenly there was no sound, and they began to clamor.
At that moment, the main entrance burst open, and the toughened glass, along with the rolling shutter, turned into fragments in an instant, sending the people in that direction flying.
"Splatter..."
"Ah!!!"
Looking at the classmate covered in blood and flesh, some screamed, some silently ran away, but most of the students were just ordinary people. They had never seen such a gruesome scene and were scared stiff in place.
"Oh my god, run!" Fat Gang raced towards the kitchen, and with his shout, many people began running towards the kitchen as well.
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