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The direction in which the building collapsed was exactly where the helicopter was positioned.
At this point, the four individuals finally realized the situation. However, to avoid affecting the helicopter and the people on board, they deliberately kept their distance when they fought.
Therefore, at this point, none of the four were particularly close to the helicopter.
Their eyes widened, and a wave of panic and fear surged within them. They no longer cared about killing each other; instead, they crazily rushed towards the direction of the helicopter.
They completely ignored the possibility of the building collapsing on them.
However, before the four could reach it, the building collapsed with a tremendous noise.
A cloud of dust appeared.
The small helicopter was instantly buried under the collapsed building, disappearing without a trace, leaving the entire area in ruins.
The doctor was the closest to the site, so he ran ahead and was struck by debris from the collapsing building.
However, he was no longer a normal human; this level of injury couldn’t kill him.
He spat out blood, clutching his chest, then crawled out of the rubble and staggered towards the helicopter’s location.
His body was covered in bloodstains and dirt, and his once elegant and restrained appearance was no longer recognizable.
At this moment, he was no different from those ordinary people struggling desperately on the brink of death, fighting for survival.
Equally disheveled, filled with despair and oppression.
He walked towards the helicopter, expressionless, moving rubble aside, without regard for his already bloodied hands, which were almost a mass of flesh.
Because deep down, he still harbored a glimmer of hope.
Hope that the young man was smart enough to escape before the building collapsed.
Yet he bound the person to the chair and left him there to watch him fight.
There was no chance of escape.
Logic told the doctor that the young man had no chance of survival, but he gritted his teeth and pressed forward.
However, his whole body was filled with repression and silence.
Even his hands, moving rubble, trembled slightly.
It wasn’t from pain; it was from fear.
Fear that he might truly uncover the young man’s body.
The man didn’t believe in miracles, but at this moment, he prayed for a miracle to happen.
He prayed that they wouldn’t dig up the body of the young man.
Or perhaps the helicopter was of good quality and was not damaged by the impact.
Yan Ci and Yan San were the same; they didn’t give up and wanted to dig through the wreckage.
Only Ning Wang was different. He foolishly stared at the site, reduced to rubble, his mind blank.
His heart felt like it was being tightly squeezed by a hand, making breathing difficult.
Strange.
So what if that player died? Why should he care?
Moreover, in this type of promotional instance, you could exchange 2,000 points for a substitute clone. Maybe that person had already returned to the game’s main city area.
What was there to feel upset about?
Ning Wang thought this way, but subconsciously walked over and joined the other men in digging through the debris, feeling like he was going mad.
If he wasn’t mad, why did he feel his heart was empty? Why was he digging up a corpse here?
There was even a lingering hope deep inside him that the young man hadn’t died.
Too strange.
Perhaps... because he hadn’t yet made the young man pay the price with his own hands.
Just a moment ago, the four who were fighting to the death now seemed like comrades, digging through the debris together, their earlier killing intent and cruelty nowhere to be seen.
However, hope was just hope, after all. The four soon dug up fragments of the helicopter.
Clearly, the helicopter had been smashed by the building beyond recognition.
Even if the helicopter was of good quality, how could it withstand the collapse of a building?
The four of them were gritting their teeth so hard that they almost drew blood, searching frantically through the rubble despite their disheveled appearance.
In the end, they found two incomplete sets of corpses, along with some fragments of clothing.
The clothing was incredibly familiar, the very clothes the man had personally put on the young man.
The man held the fragments of clothing, and all his strength seemed to drain away in an instant as he collapsed directly in the rubble.
His formerly indifferent and merciless expression was now filled with dazed disbelief.
The young man... really died?
The man’s hands trembled uncontrollably, and his lips couldn’t stop shaking. His eyes also turned red.
He wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
Although the man had only known the young man for a day, he had already envisioned many futures with him.
But now, that future had turned to nothingness.
Everything returned to the starting point, before he knew the young man.
That was it.
However, the man’s mind went blank, and he even felt it was difficult to breathe.
It felt so suffocating.
Like being submerged in stagnant water, unable to breathe, as if drowning in painful despair.
He could only weakly and hopelessly watch as the surface of the water drifted farther away.
His entire mind seemed to be corroded by darkness, entangled tightly by pain, unable to find a moment’s respite.
He didn’t know how long had passed, perhaps a long time, perhaps only a few minutes.
Yan San looked at the remains and spoke with a slightly hoarse voice, “Doctor, aren’t you studying immortality?”
He looked at the man after finishing his sentence, “If immortality is possible, then theoretically, resurrection should be achievable too.”
After saying this, Yan San smiled, the smile tinged with a hint of madness. “A zombie is essentially a resurrected dead person, isn’t it?”
If a human was infected with the zombie virus, the virus would initially damage their body, resulting in death, followed by reanimation as a zombie.
The man was briefly taken aback by this, eventually showing a smile. “Of course.”
Upon hearing the man’s affirmative answer, the three immediately collected the corpse.
In the end, the four swiftly disappeared in the direction of the Eternal Life Laboratory.
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Nearly ten minutes after the four had disappeared, something stirred slightly beneath a car not far from the collapsed building.
Then a figure slowly crawled out from under the car.
The person who crawled out was none other than Ruan Qing, who the four had already deemed dead.
The remains taken away by those four individuals naturally didn’t belong to him.
Those four individuals fought very seriously before, but Ruan Qing had already found an opportunity to leave.
However, he didn’t.
Because the probability of those four dying together was extremely low; there would always be a final survivor.
And whoever that survivor was, it wouldn’t be good for him.
Because inevitably, they would come looking for him.
To ensure they wouldn’t come looking for him, there were only two possibilities.
Either they gave up, or... he died.
The likelihood of them giving up was slim, but it was much easier for him to “die.”
After scanning his surroundings, Ruan Qing’s gaze settled on the nearby building.
This area was a bustling commercial street, densely populated during the zombie outbreak, with many zombies around.
The living had long since evacuated this place.
So even if the building collapsed, it wouldn’t affect anyone else.
The reason for death was established; now all that was left was the “person” who would die.
After all, without remains, they certainly wouldn’t believe he was dead.
In the apocalypse, the one thing not lacking was remains.
ruan qing bro im scared for you. you're not making it out once they find out you aren't dead
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