"Let's be careful!" Elijah cautioned. "Mm-hmm," Daisy nodded earnestly.
They continued to climb upwards.
By the time they reached the eighth floor, the scene became even more gruesome.
The walls were splattered with blood, the tiles on the floor stained a dark red, forming a thick layer of dried marks.
Limbs and arms were haphazardly strewn about, with not a single intact body in sight.
Even with Elijah's experience and Daisy's sturdy nerves, the sight resembled hell, causing their faces to pale.
Moreover, the grim scene wasn't something that had formed overnight.
Elijah noticed that some of the bloodstains hadn't completely dried, indicating that the mutated zombie had been lurking nearby, hunting down other zombies for food.
Braving the thick layer of bloodstains, the two pressed on, searching for the office Fiona had mentioned. Soon, they halted in front of a door with a sign reading "Chairman's Office."
"This is it!" Elijah observed cautiously, scanning the surroundings. He then gently pushed the door open.
Inside was a very spacious office, with a large desk and bookshelves filled with books. However, the office was empty at the moment.
The two entered, immediately closing the door behind them.
Elijah surveyed the room, confirming that there were neither people nor zombies present, before approaching the desk.
Apart from the computer, office supplies, and a few ornaments, there was also a photo frame displaying Fiona's smiling face.
"This is the place, but Fiona's father isn't here. There are no traces of blood or signs of struggle either..." Elijah remarked.
"Elijah, look!" Daisy pointed to a suit jacket hanging on a coat rack in the corner of the room. "This isn't good..."
If Fiona's father was here during the outbreak and wasn't in the office, it could be dangerous.
"Let's take it and check the conference room!" Elijah suggested.
He placed the suit jacket in his backpack, and they left the room, heading back the way they came.
They had seen the conference room when they arrived, so they headed straight there.
The door was wide open, and inside, chairs were overturned, bloodstains everywhere, and even two highly decomposed bodies.
They seemed to have been bitten to death during the outbreak, too mutilated to become zombies.
Soon, another one emerged, then two, three... In total, five bizarre spherical objects floated out along the door frame, all turning towards Elijah, staring at them intently.
A chill ran through Elijah's heart; this was a dangerous omen.
He cautiously surveyed his surroundings and spotted the five bizarre spherical objects on the sixth-floor door frame, causing goosebumps to form all over his body.
"Damn!" he couldn't help but curse aloud. It was incredibly frightening.
The five floating bizarre eyeballs were, in fact, just that—eyeballs!
And the thin threads behind them were black-red blood vessels.
Anyone being stared at by these five strange eyeballs would feel their scalp tingle.
Elijah realized that he and Daisy had been exposed.
These eyeballs obviously had a perception ability similar to that of the mutated female zombie.
"There's another mutated zombie here!" Elijah reminded Daisy.
Daisy was initially puzzled by Elijah's sudden shout, which startled her.
But when she saw the five floating eyeballs, she immediately felt nauseous and covered in goosebumps.
She couldn't stand such densely packed things.
"This is too disgusting!" Daisy drew her knife, ready to strike at the eyeballs.
"Be careful!" Elijah didn't stop her because he saw the floating zombie they encountered downstairs had drifted back up. They had to act quickly.
He swiftly switched to Lily's ability. His muscles trembled, and his bones creaked. Gripping the spear tightly, he leaped into the air from a higher vantage point.
With the spear aimed at the floating zombie's head, he thrust it forward with all his might.
"Die!"
The spear pierced through the zombie's head, barely encountering any resistance. The resistance was minuscule compared to Elijah's strength, almost negligible.
It was like popping a bubble with a spear.
However, even this slight resistance bought the zombie some time. Its body floated slightly upward, dodging the most lethal part of the attack.
The spear passed through its mouth, carrying the zombie's body with its immense inertia.
With a loud "bang," it crashed into the wall, the spear deeply embedded in the wall. The zombie's mouth was also torn open by the spear, leaving a huge gash.