Black Sky - Chapter 2

Pitch black.

Meng Yilan was panicked by the sudden change, and Bai Zi’s situation was even worse than Meng Yilan’s.

In addition to severe stuttering and skin allergies, Bai Zi, this sickly person, also had night blindness.

As soon as it grew dark, she couldn’t see anything, just like a blind person. Bai Zi had harbored a strong fear of the night since childhood. In addition, nine years prior, during that nightmare-like night, a fire had completely robbed Bai Zi of her vision in her left eye. Since then, her fear of the night can no longer be described as “panic.”

The exhaustion of her physical strength already made it difficult for Bai Zi to stand, and now she was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Bai Zi closed her eyes. She tried to steady her trembling body and focused her attention on her hearing: the whistling of the strong wind close to her ears, the noisy car horns and the hustle and bustle of the crowd far away on the street—this strange scene was not only witnessed by her and Meng Yilan, but also caused more people to fall into confusion and suspicion.

Suddenly, the violent sound of the iron door slamming pulled Bai Zi’s attention back. Meng Yilan, who was lying on the ground, was frightened and immediately stood up. Relying on her memory, she took a few steps towards Bai Zi.

After hearing the footsteps, Bai Zi forced herself to open her eyes. Although she couldn’t see anything, she still raised her left hand, gritted her teeth and groped for Meng Yilan’s right arm, and then forcibly pulled her to her side.

Only after smelling the faint fragrance on Meng Yilan’s body did Bai Zi feel a little relieved.

At this time, the dazzling billboard LED lights on the opposite building lit up, and the colorful lights immediately dispelled the darkness. Then, the lights around them also lit up one after another, and the fear that Bai Zi had in her heart due to the darkness suddenly faded away.

Seeing that the light had returned, Meng Yilan tried to break free from Bai Zi’s shackles, but the other party stopped her in a low voice: “Don’t move.” Bai Zi lowered her body and checked again whether the man who was still struggling on the ground had been tied up tightly, “In, in the iron, iron gate, there are ten, ten several…”

Meng Yilan looked at the iron door that was constantly being hit: “A several…what?”

Bai Zi didn’t answer. She pulled Meng Yilan to the railing and leaned down to look.

Meng Yilan followed Bai Zi and looked downstairs—the city, which had been bustling with traffic a few minutes ago, seemed to have fallen into some unknown chaos: it was clearly daytime, but the streets were lit up like at night, there were people everywhere, the cars were blocked and unable to pass, and even the road hundreds of meters away was crowded.

“Can only, can only go, go down from here.” Bai Zi said suddenly.

Meng Yilan was stunned: “What?”

“Jump, jump out of the window, to…your company.” Bai Zi said.

“What window? Jump to where?” Meng Yilan thought she had heard wrong.

Bai Zi said to herself: “The door, the door is about to be…”

Hearing this, Meng Yilan turned her head toward the iron door, which was vibrating violently from the impact. It was already covered in bulges, and it seemed it would be smashed open by the “beasts” on the other side at any moment.

Bai Zi looked around, then picked up the coiled water pipe in the corner of the rooftop, unfolded it and tied a bowline knot on the railing, then tied it to her waist, and then turned to look at Meng Yilan.

Meng Yilan was about to refuse, but found that the man whose hands and feet were tied on the ground suddenly twisted his head violently.

In the dazzling neon lights, the man’s skin began to swell like a balloon, and blue-purple blood vessels bulged. Meng Yilan could even see the process of the other person’s blood surging like earthworms.

Perhaps because Bai Zi was by her side, Meng Yilan was not as scared as before.

The man turned sideways, opened his mouth to the sky as if in extreme pain, and made an ear-piercing “creaking” sound, like the sound of an iron door closing, in his throat. Although his hands and feet were tied in front of him, his abdomen suddenly arched upwards like a bridge, and his limbs twisted and shook uncontrollably as if they were no longer under his control.

Zombie—this was a word that suddenly appeared in Bai Zi’s mind.

That had once been one of Bai Zi’s favorite movie genres because most zombies were depicted as walking dead, mindless, either blind or mute, and only seeking prey through hearing or smell—all kinds of characteristics made Bai Zi feel that they were her kind.

Meng Yilan couldn’t bear it after all and retreated behind Bai Zi in fright. Bai Zi quickly tied the water pipe around Meng Yilan’s waist, wrapping it around her shoulders a few times as well, and even nimbly removed Meng Yilan’s high heels.

At this time, Bai Zi was exhausted, but for some reason, once she couldn’t help but imagine Meng Yilan surrounded by that group of “zombies,” a strange power began to emerge from the depths of her body once more.

It was as if someone had given Bai Zi a stimulant, and power that shouldn’t have belonged to her was scurrying around within her thin frame.

“Wait a minute!” After Bai Zi had clambered over the railing., Meng Yilan asked nervously, “What if it breaks?!”

But what answered her was Bai Zi’s left hand coming towards her face. Then, Meng Yilan’s eyes were covered, her waist and abdomen were tightly held, and her body was lifted horizontally into the air. In the whistling wind, her nose was filled with Bai Zi’s clear breath.

For some reason, Meng Yilan’s originally uneasy heart settled down like this. She instinctively hugged Bai Zi’s neck and pressed her body tightly against the other person without any scruples.

The iron door was knocked open, and a dozen “beasts” poured into the rooftop like a flood.

Bai Zi took a deep breath. Relying on that strange power, she tensed her remaining muscles, covered Meng Yilan’s eyes with her left hand, and wrapped her right arm around Meng Yilan’s slender waist, slowly releasing the wrapped water pipe, and took Meng Yilan step by step “walked” down the high-rise building.

For some reason, Bai Zi, who was usually extremely weak, was now full of confidence that she could get Meng Yilan back to the office safely.

“Be, before, before the, the water pipe, breaks, I will…” In the darkness, Meng Yilan heard Bai Zi’s low and affirmative voice coming from her ear, “Jump down first.”

Just as Meng Yilan was still trying to sort out Bai Zi’s stumbling words with her dazed head, an important project discussion meeting was taking place in a conference room on a certain floor of the same building.

Standing in front of the big screen was a short, thin man, who was enthusiastically explaining the project plan he had carefully prepared for more than half a month. The conference table, which was ten meters long, was full of people, but compared to the thin man, the rest of the people seemed distracted.

Among them, a fat man sitting at the end of the conference room seemed to be taking notes seriously with his head down, but was actually secretly watching a video that a friend had just sent him.

On the screen, an aunt covered in blood was chasing pedestrians who were fleeing in a strange posture. Finally, she hugged an old man who fell to the ground and bit off a piece of meat from the other person’s neck.

The fat man was about to close the video, but accidentally canceled the mute button, and the news broadcast sounded throughout the conference room in an instant: “Please keep calm, citizens. If you encounter out-of-control people who attack others indiscriminately, please avoid them immediately and stay in a safe place to wait for rescue…”

The fat man frantically held his phone and clicked for more than ten seconds before turning off the video: “I’m, I’m sorry!”

The thin man was about to reprimand him, but found that the originally bright sky outside the window was suddenly covered with dark clouds. The strange darkness made everyone completely forget about the business at hand and look out the window.

Seeing that their attention was elsewhere, the thin man had no choice but to quickly turn on the lights, pick up the microphone, step to the window, block everyone’s view, and continue to explain the plan vigorously.

Soon, he found that everyone’s eyes were wide open, especially the newly appointed young deputy general manager, who was whispering to the secretary. Seeing this scene, the thin man was even more excited, believing that the deputy general manager must be very satisfied with the plan.

This complacent mood lasted for less than three seconds when the thin man suddenly heard a strange noise behind him.

The thin man turned around and was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.

Outside the window, he saw two women with water pipes wrapped around their bodies hanging in mid-air. One of them had her eyes closed, her entire face scrunched up in a ball due to nervousness, making it impossible to see her features clearly.

The woman behind her in a white short-sleeved shirt was calm, but the terrifying scars around her left eye looked extremely eerie under the light. Combined with her loose, long hair fluttering in the air, she looked like a vengeful ghost.

Bai Zi, who was regarded as a vengeful ghost, was knocking on the window while shouting, “O, open, open the window!”

The thin man stepped forward and quickly locked the window.

Bai Zi pushed the motionless window, looked up, and looked at the water pipe that seemed to be about to break in the next second.

At this time, the strange power in Bai Zi’s body had long disappeared, and she was so tired that she was about to faint.

After a while, Meng Yilan heard some movement around her waist—Bai Zi seemed to be untying the knot of the water pipe. Then, she suddenly remembered what Bai Zi had said before: Before the water pipe breaks, I will jump down first.

Meng Yilan opened her eyes suddenly and slapped the window hard, shouting, “Open the window!!!”

The fat man who had been watching the video pointed at Meng Yilan and shouted, “Isn’t that Manager Meng?”

Immediately, the deputy general manager immediately ordered, “Open the window!”

The deputy general manager’s name was Huo Luxiao, and he was the eldest son of the company’s deputy director.

The thin man did not dare to neglect and stepped forward again to open the window, but immediately took five steps back.

The whistling cold wind poured into the conference room, and the carefully printed plan booklets on the table flew everywhere in an instant, and the thin man’s face turned blue.

Bai Zi, who was hanging in mid-air, was unable to move. Meng Yilan took a deep breath, shook her body hard, and like swinging on a swing, jumped into the conference room with Bai Zi behind her.

“Yilan, are you okay?” Huo Lv Xiao walked over quickly and bent down to help Meng Yilan untie the water pipe wrapped around her body.

Bai Zi’s face was pale, her eyes were full of dizziness, and she sat on the ground panting non-stop.

Huo Luxiao looked at Bai Zi with an angry face, turned his head and instructed the secretary behind him, “Call the police immediately and say that a crazy woman hijacked our company’s employees and climbed the building, suspected of disturbing public order…”

“Wait a minute…” Just as Meng Yilan was about to share what happened on the rooftop, a loud crash erupted outside the conference room, followed by screams.

Huo Luxiao’s face turned cold, and he turned to walk out of the door. Everyone followed closely behind, and the thin man chased after everyone and persuaded, “Everyone, there is still a small part of my plan left…”

Soon, only two people, who had just jumped in from the window, were left in the conference room.

Bai Zi’s breathing gradually calmed down. She stood up and placed the high heels hanging on her waist next to Meng Yilan’s feet.

“…Thank you.” Meng Yilan thanked in a low voice, but refused the other person’s support.

She bent down to put on her high heels, stood up straight, raised her eyes to see Bai Zi, paused for a while, and said, “You saved my life, but…” Bai Zi saw a hint of disgust in Meng Yilan’s eyes, “My opinion of you will not change.” After saying that, she turned and left the conference room.

Bai Zi put her hands in her pockets, not caring about the coldness in Meng Yilan’s words, and followed out the door as if nothing had happened.

The originally busy office area was empty. Meng Yilan and Bai Zi followed the sound and came to the elevator entrance of the company’s gate.

They saw that the huge glass door was smashed to the ground by something. Beside the door, a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties was standing there blankly. Her hand was covering her left ear, and bright red blood was seeping from between her fingers.

Everyone was frightened by this scene and held their breath. Someone asked softly, “Sister Wang, what’s wrong with your…your ear…”

“Ear…ear?” The woman seemed to have just come back to her senses. She put down her hand, revealing a right ear that was only half left.

At the same time, a half-meter-tall little boy appeared behind the woman. His eyes were dull, he was biting half an ear in his mouth, and he was making anxious roars like a beast in his throat. In addition, the little boy seemed to be unable to see things and only acted by hearing.

Everyone scattered and fled. Bai Zi, who was originally standing at the back, quickly stepped forward and took Meng Yilan’s hand, but was pushed away by Huo Luxiao in an instant. He once again stood in front of Meng Yilan and roared at Bai Zi, “What are you doing?!”

His roar attracted the little boy’s attention. The other party staggered towards them like a beast that had discovered its prey. Huo Luxiao instinctively retreated to the side, but exposed Meng Yilan behind him to danger.

Unlike the man they encountered on the rooftop, this little boy moved quickly and seemed to be about to knock Meng Yilan down in the next moment.

At the critical moment, Bai Zi gritted her teeth and pounced on the little boy, raising her hand to hold his neck.

Unexpectedly, the little boy was extremely powerful. She had no choice but to raise her foot and step on the other person’s calf until the little boy knelt on the ground.

Then, Bai Zi’s right arm clasped the head in her arms, her left hand pressed on the side of his head, and she twisted it hard.

Click—a crisp sound of bone cracking rang out.

Meng Yilan stared blankly at Bai Zi. This “lunatic” who had been treated coldly by her had saved her again.

Bai Zi let go and stood up. The little boy who had been as crazy as a beast was still kneeling, but his upper body was like a puppet with a broken string, and he fell forward on the ground, motionless.

“Murder…you killed someone!” Huo Luxiao pointed at Bai Zi and shouted loudly.

Everyone then realized that Bai Zi had broken the little boy’s neck.

At this time, Bai Zi was stunned in place. She only wanted to get Meng Yilan out of danger, but she had never thought about what consequences her actions would cause.

Although her body was weak, for Bai Zi, who was theoretically proficient in a large number of fighting skills, killing someone did not require any effort.

But could this little boy still be called a “person”?

Bai Zi thought of that word again—”zombie.”

The people around didn’t dare approach, unsure if they were afraid of the little boy who had just been killed on the ground, or afraid of Bai Zi, who had suddenly become a murderer.

Only Meng Yilan noticed that a clear bite mark had appeared on Bai Zi’s right arm.