Zhang Ming tried them one by one. Of the six computers, two powered on. The familiar Windows interface brought tears to his eyes.
These really were products of human civilization. There was even a folder called "projects" on the desktop. He clicked it open and found a whole list of single-player games. And then there was the "jobs" folder, which actually contained...
In just three seconds, goosebumps rose all over Zhang Ming. His whole body trembled slightly. Even fighting monsters had never excited him this much!
Stone Mama the Repeater hadn't figured out why sounds had suddenly started playing.
By the time it hurried to repeat them, Zhang Ming sternly cut it off. "Shut up! This stuff is illegal!"
It took Old Zhang a long while to recover. He sighed softly. "I've already freed you. Rest in peace... I'll take care of your computer."
He soon remembered what he had come for and opened the surveillance software to investigate.
He was a code monkey, after all. Even though he hadn't done any grunt work in years, distant memories came flooding back, and he could still manage the basics.
As for the other computers that wouldn't turn on, as long as their hard drives weren't damaged, he could remove them and connect them to a working motherboard to read the data.
A dozen minutes later, Zhang Ming found that night of darkness and madness from eight years ago.
The first person to become a living corpse was a young sailor.
The surveillance cameras couldn't capture the white shadow possessing him.
In what seemed like an instant, his whole expression changed drastically. He went from a normal, living person to someone with the vacant look of a child with Down syndrome.
But the sailor didn't attack his companions. He simply stood there