Ying Baiyi quickly got up from the ground, and a golden light appeared in his right hand. A beam of lightning appeared in his hand. He held his breath and threw it at the newly generated monster.

Lightning penetrated the monster and exploded a golden flower in the narrow corridor, splitting into many small beams of lightning and bounced back and forth in the corridor. Diana protected her head with her jacket and fell to the ground.

"Are you scared just now?" Ying Baiyi asked angrily.

"What?! You mean I shouldn't have avoided the electric current you threw over?" Diana was surprised. She was kneeling on the ground covering her bloody belly.

"I mean that monster. Are you afraid of that monster just now?" Ying Baiyi said.

Diana remembered what Ying Boyi said before that this monster flying in the sky will be infinitely divided, as long as certain conditions are met...

It seems that this condition is fear...

"I didn't. Some other survivors came out and took a look..." Diana explained.

"Damn! Damn!" Ying Boyi said angrily, because he saw that the monster that was blown up by him split another one.

"Tell them not to come out!" Ying Boyi turned around and shouted at Diana, and another beam of lightning appeared in his right hand.

At this time, several gunshots suddenly came from behind. Diana looked back and found that several survivors holding m14 heard the movement and rushed up to this floor. The first time they saw this monster, they were so scared that they pulled the trigger.

"Go down... hurry up... you can only cause trouble!" Diana urged, her belly hurt so much that she grinned and blood flowed all over the floor.

Because of these survivors' fear, the monster began to split at an exponential speed, one turned into two, and two turned into four.

Ying Baiyi threw lightning at the nearest monster. Seeing more and more monsters crowded the passage, he cursed, turned his head and ran downstairs.

"Hey! Where are you going...! There are still many people in the room!" Diana got up and stepped back against the wall.

"This floor is beyond help. I want to take everyone from the lower floor." Ying Baiyi ran towards the stairs as she said.

"You can't be so fast... well..." Diana said halfway, the image in front of her turned into a ghost, and her right arm and upper body became extremely heavy.

"Damn..." she cursed inwardly, knowing that it was caused by excessive blood loss. If she could not get effective treatment in a short period of time, she might have given it here...

Ying Boyi had already run downstairs like lightning. Behind Diana, more than a dozen split monsters rushed towards her.

She remembered that Ying Boyi placed more than ten people he brought on the lower floor. It seemed that he only wanted to be responsible for those people.

Diana heard the movement behind her, fired two shots back, opened a door nearby and ran into it.

She fell to the ground covered in blood, frightening the survivors in the room to a pale face. When they saw that it was Diana, they hurried over to support her.

"Back! Back!" Diana turned around and lay on her back, kicking the door.

At the same time, half of a monster's body stuck into the crack in the door, and frantically scratching the door frame to come in, Diana raised the revolver and shot the last few horses and the bullet into the monster's head.

The monster's head was hit by a large-caliber bullet and broke all over the ground. She reluctantly got up, her shoulder hit the door, and quickly locked the door.

The sound of monsters scratching their claws came outside the door, but soon, people were panicked from the distance of the aisle. The monsters were attracted by the sound and rushed towards a new target.

It was safe for the time being. Diana fell to the ground against the door, blood oozing out of the wound, her face was pale, and her whole body was cold due to excessive blood loss. A strong sense of sleepiness came, and Diana felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier.

It is safe for the time being, and it may only be safe for a few minutes. Outside the door, the hotel has become a Shura field, but Diana is helpless. How long she can live now is a question mark. She leaned against the door and gasped, closing her eyes to endure the pain in her abdomen.

There were six survivors in the room, two adult men, two women, and two children. They helped Diana to the bed and fed her mineral water.

Diana grabbed the water bottle and poured some into her wound, not wanting to get infected and inflamed. A man piled the table and wardrobe in the room on the door and window, and turned off the lights in the room.

The room was quiet and fell into darkness. Diana let the survivors sit in the middle of the room, leaning against the closet, holding the vase as a weapon.

She closed her eyes and waited for the dawn to come. She could still hear screams and wails and occasional lightning and thunder outside the door.

...

With a "bang", the iron door opened.

Sam looked at the handle on the office wall in suspicion. In his impression, places like prisons and asylums should be controlled by a central control room.

It is rare that every floor of the prison cell is controlled by an office in the underground of this hospital. And he doubted whether the underground part was built privately.

Chen Ke didn't think too much like Sam. He couldn't wait to walk into the ward and first looked through the body on the bed.

Surprisingly, the body was highly decayed and emitted a strong stench, and it seemed that it had been dead for a long time.

He picked up the small notebook on the ground, exited the ward and came to the aisle, picked up the tactical flashlight to illuminate it, and looked through it.

The first half of the book contains a lot of messy information.

For example, shopping lists for several weeks, multiple matches of summer baseball games, some phone numbers and addresses, and some data tables that look like the company's business. It seems that the holder of the book is a white-collar worker who lives an ordinary life.

The second half of the book is a few sloppy notes, each page is as long as half a piece of paper, and a few words are dated.

"September 2. Something happened today. It was strange. When I came back from the toilet, my colleagues disappeared and the streets were in chaos. I'd better write them down."

"September 7. Oops, the end of the world really happened, and the missing people all turned into ashes. I saw a strange huge thing in the distance, hoping that it would not come."

"On September 19th, the government broadcasting is calling for the establishment of self-rescue camps across the country. The city is over. I followed a large group of people south, hoping to get rid of those flying things. We have about a few thousand people, and the goal is too big, but fortunately we have a lot of escort agents and county police as guards, hoping they can find a safe place."

"On September 21, everyone was in high spirits because we had contact with the army. They suggested that we go out of the city to find them at the temporary barracks, but the road was too dangerous. We were discussing whether to stay in the city or leave the city. The Administration and the county police seemed to have different opinions. Although there were occasional arguments, they all had positive meanings. It was reassuring to watch them gather around the table and stare at the map to make plans. We will definitely survive."

"October 1. Bad news, we found the military camp, but there was no living person inside, they all turned into ashes... Many people died today, and those flying things could not be killed. We lost many people on the way to escape. The county police were all dead. May God let them rest in peace! No matter what, I am still alive..."

"October 12th. It took us a long time to return to the city. There was no shelter or supplies outside the city, so we chose to go back to the city to build a temporary stronghold. Over the past few days, more and more people have turned into ashes... I am very worried that I am the next one. They said this is a terminal illness, and the doctors in the camp have no choice..."

"October 29. Some of them entered a state of hysteria. They didn't want to stay in this city anymore. I'm not sure if there would be any army to rescue us. The Asian agent incited us to find something, but I didn't believe him. Several friends I knew joined their team and wish them good luck..."

"On November 2, we only have more than 200 people left. Now we live in the underground ward of the hospital. A female doctor from the research institute is trying her best to find a cure for ash disease. The people around us are disappearing every day. I hope she can hurry up..."

"November 29. Mom, I miss you..."

"December 9. She said I'll get better, she said I'll get better."

"December 31. Mom, I saw you."

The diary came to an abrupt end, and Chen Ke finally understood the general situation in this world.

The time node for the global population to be turned into ashes was September 2, 2005. The government responded in a short time, but before the rescue was implemented, they turned into ashes.

The owner of this small book was lucky and unfortunate. He did not turn into ashes, but died in Jiulin's hands. On December 9, Jiulin must have injected something into him, causing his physical condition to get worse and worse.

If the monsters downstairs were Jiulin's successful creations, then this guy is obviously a failure.

"Chen Ke, what did you find?" Sam asked.

Chen Keyang took Yang's book and said, "Her evil deeds."

In this doomsday, why did Jiulin still conduct such an evil human experiment? Chen Kefa was puzzled.

"It seems that you should know something. We can talk about it carefully. You will definitely understand what I do." At this time, Jiulin's voice came from the loudspeaker on the top of the aisle.

"Sorry, we don't have that interest." Sam shouted to the trumpet.
Chapter completed!