Chapter 1831: The Madman's Journey (IX)

The deep breath Eddie took seemed to suck out all the air in the room. He didn't even have time to scream. The huge fear and survival instinct drove him to run in the opposite direction.

There were two doors in the ward. The big spider jumped out from the front door, and Eddie could still run to the back door. He rushed out and rushed into the corridor, and then found two zombies at the end of the corridor and the corner of the stairs.

Knowing that there was no hope of going down the stairs, Eddie simply rushed into the room opposite, closed the door, and then locked it. He turned around and saw the big cabinet against the wall.

Eddie used all his strength to drag the cabinet over and press it against the door. The spider monster really refused to give up and kept knocking on the door with its two obviously alienated front legs.

Eddie was not afraid that it could break the door. Spiders are not good at doing this kind of thing in terms of body structure. Although this spider is big, it is not so big that it is exaggerated. The heavy iron cabinet can resist it for a while.

But what worries Eddie most is that the sound of it knocking on the door will attract the zombies at the end of the corridor, and even the zombies on the entire floor.

This hospital is located in the suburbs of New York. Eddie has never been here, but from the basic facilities, it can be seen that this is a very old hospital, so the inpatient department is not large. If it continues to knock like this, the zombies will definitely break in.

Eddie stood in the room and looked around. He found that this should be the office of the doctor on duty. The room is only about one-third the size of the ward. A large cabinet and a large desk occupy most of the area.

The curtains in the office were half-closed. Eddie walked up quickly and opened the curtains. What surprised him was that there was a tree outside the window, and there was nothing under the tree. As long as he jumped from the window to the tree, he could escape from this damn hospital.

Eddie looked back at the door. He clearly heard the footsteps of the zombies getting closer and closer. Although he would never be able to adapt to jumping out of the window in his life, at the critical moment of life and death, the desire to survive obviously defeated the fear, and he pushed the window open with force.

But after the curtains were drawn, the bright moonlight shone in, and Eddie saw a newspaper on the desk before he turned his head back.

As a journalist, Eddie's eyes stayed on it for two or three seconds, and then he was attracted by the picture of the headline news. There was a huge purple cloud in the sky, and then something fell from it.

Time was tight, and Eddie couldn't read the newspaper slowly here, so he rushed up, stuffed the newspaper into his arms, took a deep breath and jumped out of the window.

Although Eddie couldn't climb trees, it was not difficult for him to grab everything he could grab in a panic. He successfully hung himself on a branch of the tree, and then stretched his feet to reach another shorter branch with all his strength.

Just like moving himself down little by little, after his feet landed again, Eddie felt tears welling up in his eyes.

This was a mysterious adventure for a person with acrophobia. He actually escaped from the eighth floor in this way? !

But he had no time to be happy. He couldn't stand on the commanding heights and overlook the zombies' movements, which meant that every enemy here was a hidden mine for him, and it was difficult to avoid them in advance.

Moreover, the zombies in this universe were all-rounders. They ran fast, were strong, and were difficult to kill. They were not as stupid as portrayed in various zombie movies and TV series, and occasionally they would work together.

Unable to run away or fight, Eddie now understood why zombies were everywhere. I'm afraid that humans' resistance would be short, and it was doubtful whether there were any survivors. Eddie was pessimistic about this.

But compared to "how to go", "where to go" was also a big problem. Normally, you should find a safe base first, but in this case, it is unlikely that there is a place that is completely safe, so you can only take it one step at a time.

At this time, Eddie remembered the newspaper he got from the duty room. He took the slightly wrinkled newspaper out of his arms and saw the content on it clearly. The headline on the front page was printed with a line of big words, "UFO landed in the center of New York. Is it a visit from aliens or a secret experiment of the military?"

Eddie frowned and read the whole report as quickly as possible, but just like every issue of the Global Times, all the exciting content was in the title, and the text was not nutritious at all.

Fortunately, the reporter at least stated the time and place of the UFO crash. Eddie calculated based on the date in the newspaper that the UFO crashed about twenty days ago and the crash site was in New York's Central Park.

Eddie himself has a strong curiosity. He really wants to know whether the zombie outbreak is related to the crash of this UFO. He also believes that if Schiller also comes to this universe, he will definitely follow this news to Central Park. At that time, he can ask Schiller what is going on.

Schiller is squatting in the ventilation duct at this time.

The ventilation ducts of Stark Tower are quite advanced and spacious, and there is a lot of space above the vents, even enough for an adult male to squat there.

Schiller held a round-bottomed flask in his hand. He opened the vent cover and threw the round-bottomed flask down.

With a "crash", the flask shattered completely. The witch who was kneeling on the ground and crying suddenly stood up like crazy and rushed towards the sound.

This is the other end of the power distribution room. The witch almost had to cross the entire room to rush over. Just as she was waving her claws wildly and roaring while rushing here, a figure quietly slipped into the power distribution room.

About ten minutes ago, Stark told Schiller about his plan. In simple terms, one person went from upstairs to the ventilation duct in the mezzanine to make some noise to attract the monster, and the other person took the opportunity to get the battery.

Under normal circumstances, Stark should make the noise and Schiller would sneak in, but as soon as Schiller was mentioned that he wanted to approach the witch, Stark went crazy first.

Another reason why Schiller agreed to this arrangement was that no one knew whether the battery had power.

Logically speaking, the backup batteries in the power distribution room of Stark Tower must have power, but in this situation, no one can guarantee that everything will be normal, so in case of a power outage, only Stark knows where to charge the batteries in the power distribution room and what interface to use.

They were very lucky. All the batteries had power, and when the sound of the flask breaking attracted the witch, Stark took out four batteries.

Stark Industries' batteries are certainly not ordinary batteries. Although they are not Ark reactors, they can adjust various output modes.

Stark simply adjusted the battery, and made a simple cage with the wires found upstairs, and then lured the ghost out with his own body. Soon, he led the hanged ghost into the cage and turned on the power to lock it up.

After the ghost entered the cage and was locked up, only a hazy shadow remained, which looked a bit like a mirage. Stark turned to Schiller and asked, "How are you going to eat it?"

Schiller answered him with an action. He stood in front of the cage door, stretched out his hand and grabbed it at the moment the power went out, opened his mouth and bit it.

A scream that hit the auditory nerves echoed in Stark's mind, and Stark felt that his head was hit by a punch.

But Schiller grabbed the hazy shadow and gobbled it one bite after another. Stark wanted to get closer to observe the shadow, and the next second his finger was almost bitten off.

He retracted his hand with a "whoosh", and Schiller retracted his murderous eyes and continued to eat with concentration. The shadow was not big, and he finished it in a few tens of seconds.

Schiller wiped his mouth, looked at Stark and said, "I'm still hungry."

Looking at the appetite in Schiller's eyes, Stark couldn't say no, so he could only say, "Okay, let's catch another one, let's catch the female ghost."

In less than ten minutes, the female ghost also entered Schiller's stomach, followed by the clown ghost, the old lady ghost, the child ghost, the headless ghost, the drowned ghost...

About half an hour later, Stark pointed a finger at Schiller and said, "The last one, this must be the last one! Schiller, we still have business to do, we have to save Spider-Man!"

Schiller stared at him for half a minute, Stark was already used to this kind of look. Schiller just used this focused look to break one "last" promise after another, and this time he was determined not to waver.

Half a minute later, Schiller could only look away with a lingering feeling, and nodded reluctantly, then he swallowed his saliva and said, "That alien..."

Stark sighed helplessly and said, "We can catch it and eat it on the way, but you have to promise not to chew on other things while we are moving!"

Schiller and Stark's eyes fell on the row of teeth marks in front of the cage door.

Schiller nodded reluctantly again, as if this meal had restored his sanity a little, so when Stark was about to catch ghosts again, he spoke.

"Do you know where Spider-Man is?"

"Do you know?"

Schiller shook his head and said, "But when I was walking through the ventilation duct just now, I saw a newspaper headline in an office saying that something had fallen in New York's Central Park."

"Very good, then we'll go there next, but the first step is to find a car."

"Aren't you going to make a battle suit?"

Stark sighed and said, "There are only two possibilities now. Either the Iron Man of this world is dead, or he has been turned into a zombie. I prefer the second one. Then he might find out if we use the system of Stark Tower at will."

"For What is the second one? "

Stark paused, then he lowered his eyes and looked at what he was fiddling with and said, "I never told Peter how much courage he had."

"I didn't tell him that I always rushed to the front and had to expose myself to danger before anyone else, because I knew I didn't have the courage to be the last person to die."

"I can't watch all my friends die in front of me." Stark tightly held the item in his hand and gritted his teeth and said, "I dare not assume what I will do at that time. I know that I am not a pure and kind person, so I am particularly afraid of power."

"Even if I am now, I may choose to accept my fate in this situation, because if I were the last person awake, what I would think about might not be salvation, but...complete destruction."

"But Spider-Man won't." Stark raised his eyes, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes. He said: "No matter how sad and painful it is, he will always choose to save."

Stark raised his eyes again and looked at Schiller and said.

"He saves people, I save him, because they don't know how many times they have used their company or even their existence to save me who wanted to choose destruction in the lonely night, and save this world that is about to be destroyed."

"So even if you are like ghosts possessed by Schiller, if there was even such a moment, you made him give up destruction and choose to save, all this is what you deserve."

Schiller looked at him silently, and after a while he said: "Then, give me the food I deserve."

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