Apocalypse #1: State Machine

Chapter 9

Chapter 9-  Out of Control Edge

When Ye Mingxiao was on her way to No. 1 Middle School, all the earthlings who had been sleeping for three hours finally woke up again.

A country

"Admiral, except for the space station, all satellites have lost contact!"

"What about the White Sea of ​​China?"

"Also lost contact."

"What? Contact them at all costs!"

Chonghe No. 1 Middle School, where Feng Jinxian's grandson Feng Yao lives, moved to a new campus a year ago, in the southern suburbs not far from his home.

But Ye Mingxiao and their journey out of the city was not so smooth.

The two roads out of the city were blocked, and people who suddenly fell into a coma began to wake up. There are a lot of people who don't know the situation, and even those who do know the situation, they just blindly follow the notices issued by the state. How could they know that they will suddenly faint? This is on the way. If they don't receive this notification, everyone will be in a panic to inquire about news from various channels, and soon someone will find that the mobile phone signal has disappeared mysteriously.

No one has been able to calm down after such a bizarre event and go about their business step by step.

What's more, a large-scale traffic accident is said to have occurred ahead, and several vehicles collided with each other. It is said that the scene was terrible.

Most of the accidents were in the direction of the city center. Fortunately, Ye Mingxiao's car was driving in the opposite direction. However, it is not easy to get out of the city.

Feng Jinxian looked at the hands in front of him that were always holding the steering wheel steadily, and felt that this sudden appearance of a woman was more puzzling to him than the most difficult question he had ever solved: why is she so calm?

Within five minutes, the two sitting in the carriage saw at least three figures frantically chasing pedestrians.

Ye Mingxiao rolled down the car window and shouted to the other pedestrians who were still dazedly asking about the situation on the street: "There is a contagious person ahead who is madly biting and slashing people. Find a place to hide!"

Her shout was still very deterrent in this situation, at least most of the pedestrians rushed to the shops on the roadside in a panic.

In the end, still relying on Feng Jinxian's familiarity with the small town, Ye Mingxiao drove around for a long distance, and still saw the red spire of the school building of No. 1 Middle School at 1:12 in the afternoon.

Ye Mingxiao first parked the car on the side of the road near No. 1 Middle School for a while, and handed the tennis racket to Feng Jinxian. She put on a long black trench coat with a hammer hidden in her sleeve, and the fire axe was pinned to her waist and blocked by the trench coat—if the school was in order, she would definitely not be able to enter the school gate with an axe.

Apparently they thought too much. They turned around the turntable, and before they got out of the car, there was a loud cry from the school. The sliding door of the school was closed, but at least thirty or forty students in school uniforms blocked the door to climb over the obstacle that was not an obstacle at all, and more students rushed towards the door like a flood.

Of the three security guards, one had been pushed to the ground, and the other two were waving electric batons but only dared to stand beside them and shout-the number of people was crazy, and these three people alone could not stop the terrified crowd.