Chapter 78 Rope

　　After spending more than half an hour, Sean and Carl finally made the "rope".

　　In addition to all the clothes on the two zombies, there was also Sean's coat and pants.

　　The total length of this "rope" is only about five or six meters, which is not long, but there is no other way, this is the longest length that can be achieved while barely ensuring the quality.

　　The rope was only half the thickness of Carl's arm. To be honest, for a rope made of clothes, this thickness was just a joke.

　　But this "rope" was added to the production process by Carl himself, so he still has some confidence.

　　Because the rope is made by first making clothes into strips, tying the strips together to make them longer, and then weaving them together with three strips.

　　Then weave three strips, and then weave these three strips together. In simple terms, there are nine strips of cloth.

　　Although Carl could tear a single strip of cloth apart with a little force, nine strips together would not only be nine times stronger, but would also be separated by force, and the friction between them would reduce some of the force.

　　"Carl, are you really going to do this?" Sean found it hard to let go.

　　"Otherwise, start quickly and tie it up for me," Carl urged.

　　To be honest, Carl was also very panicked. Everyone is more or less afraid of heights.

　　But the only thing to be thankful for was that Carl just looked down and he wouldn't be able to see clearly without a flashlight.

　　If you can't see clearly, the sense of height will be blurred, and naturally the fear of heights will be greatly weakened.

　　"There are still zombies down there, let's wait a little longer." Sean looked down with a flashlight, his brows furrowed.

　　"I'm just going to the seventh floor, not going down. We're just preparing first, which will take a long time." Carl said.

　　"Well, you're brave, Carl."

　　With Carl's cooperation, Sean tied the rope firmly around Carl's waist, wrapped it around another circle, and passed it through Carl's right armpit.

　　As a result, the rope was more than one meter shorter.

　　Sean handed the flashlight to Carl, "Call me if anything happens, and I'll pull you up immediately."

　　"Of course, Sean, you have to hold on tight and don't let go."

　　Although Carl knew that Sean would not let go, he still warned.

　　"Carl, don't worry, it won't happen." Sean wrapped the other end of the rope tightly around his hand.

　　That's right, the result of their discussion was that Sean held the rope directly instead of tying it to the roof.

　　Although the guardrail on the rooftop can be tied, if it is tied, without Sean holding it, it is not convenient to get into the room at the right position.

　　With Carl's weight of less than seventy pounds, Sean could lift it easily, even with one hand.

　　Carl checked his equipment. The Apocalypse Hawk, Apocalypse Snake, and Glock were all on him, and the magazines were full and in a place where he could get to them as quickly as possible.

　　With a flashlight in hand and nothing else, Carl nodded to Sean and climbed over the fence.

　　I instinctively looked down at the rooftop.

　　It was pitch black.

　　It's only a few meters high. There's nothing to be afraid of.

　　How many meters high...

　　Carl is hypnotizing himself.

　　It didn't take long before Carl grabbed the fence with one hand and put one foot down on the roof.

　　I lay down and slowly released my other foot. I felt a pressure on my waist, but there was no feeling of weightlessness.

　　Sean's grip was tight and steady.

　　"Sean, start lowering me down."

　　Sean nodded and moved his hold back little by little, and Carl leaned against the wall and slowly moved down.

　　Soon, there was no more rope except the one wrapped around his hands, and Sean stood at the fence.

　　Carl's figure had disappeared from Sean's sight, and Sean couldn't help but ask with some concern,

　　"Carl, how are you?"

　　"I'm fine, wait a minute, I'm looking for somewhere that will allow me to enter the room."

　　Carl didn't feel too bad now, except that his chest was a little squeezed and the rope around his waist had slipped to his chest.

　　There was not much fear of heights, perhaps because Carl's hypnosis worked, and Carl did not look down.

　　Carl is now sticking to the wall because the rooftop railing does not extend out of the wall, and the entire wall is vertical.

　　But this is not a good thing.

　　Carl's proximity to the wall meant that it was difficult to see.

　　Carl had no choice but to switch the flashlight to his left hand, push the wall with his right hand to separate himself from the wall, and then shine the flashlight again.

　　I have indeed reached the seventh floor, and judging by the height, they are almost parallel.

　　There is a piece of glass on Carl's right, and perhaps he can enter the room through the window.

　　"Sean, move a little to the right."

　　"who?"

　　"What?"

　　"Whose right?"

　　"My right, your left, just a little over one meter will do."

　　"no problem."

　　Sean stuck to the fence, with his right hand outside the fence, slowly moving to the left.

　　With this movement, Carl also moved, and his right hand that was supporting the wall naturally loosened.

　　Carl could only tilt his head back to prevent his face from rubbing against the wall.

　　"Sean, this is it."

　　"Okay." Sean paused.

　　Karl was facing this piece of glass at this moment. The glass was very large. It was actually a floor-to-ceiling window, which seemed to be the kind that could not be opened.

　　Carl stretched out his right hand, held the flashlight in his left hand, and shone it inside.

　　The curtains were drawn and I couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

　　Carl hesitated and knocked lightly on the window.

　　"Boom, boom…"

　　After a few seconds, there was no movement inside.

　　Carl pulled out the Doomsday Snake, holding the flashlight with his teeth, and supporting the glass with his left elbow as the Doomsday Snake pierced the glass.

　　Very sharp, and I don't feel much resistance.

　　Carl used the Doomsday Snake to draw an irregular circle on the glass of water, leaving only the top point connected.

　　Finally, use the dagger to poke in a little above the connection, and pry the dagger upwards.

　　The last connection of the glass broke, and the glass fell downstairs along with Carl's body.

　　Carl couldn't let the glass break in the room. Although it would be simple, the noise would definitely attract zombies, and most of the doors of the rooms in the building were wooden doors.

　　Carl didn't think they could stop the walkers.

　　"Bang!"

　　A few seconds later, the sound of breaking glass was heard downstairs, followed by the excited roar of the zombies.

　　"Uh uh…"

　　"Carl! How are you?" Sean asked anxiously.

　　"Hey, I'm fine Sean, keep your voice down, I'm working on the glass."

　　Carl continued to do the same thing, the gap in the glass became bigger and bigger, and the sound of glass breaking downstairs continued to be heard.

　　After more than ten minutes, the gap in the glass was already very large, and even Sean could pass through it easily, not to mention Carl.

　　Carl put away the Apocalypse Snake, and the next step was to go in.

　　Kaven had originally imagined that entering the room might be the most difficult step.

　　But the drawn curtain helped Carl. Carl grabbed the curtain directly and pulled it to move his body closer to the house.

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