The curtains are of good quality.
Of course, Carl's weight also plays a big factor.
Following the curtains, most of Carl's body had entered the room.
But the problem is that Carl's feet are still suspended in the air, and appear to be about one meter away from the ground of the room.
Carl was thinking about how he should land on the ground safely.
If Sean let go directly, I would have a good chance of grabbing the curtain and falling safely into the room.
The worst that could happen is a fall. Unless you are extremely unlucky, you might fall out of the window.
Carl didn't think he would be so unlucky.
But he couldn't do that. This rope was the only connection between him and Sean. He could stay on it, but he couldn't stay below it.
So, the best thing to do now is to untie the ropes on yourself.
But there was a problem. Sean had tied it very tightly, and it would have been difficult for Carl to remove it by himself without help.
What's more, Carl's body was still in the air, with one hand holding the curtain and the other holding a flashlight.
"Sean, can the rope be longer?"
In desperation, Carl had to call Sean.
"Carl, what's the situation over there?" Sean couldn't see Carl's position clearly and couldn't see anything, so naturally he didn't know.
Carl didn't tell Sean that he was almost inside the room. Carl was afraid that Sean would do something stupid, such as loosening the rope and letting him escape.
Although no one can escape that way, and Sean shouldn't be that stupid.
But who knows.
It's always good to think more, think about the worst-case scenario, and make more preparations.
"Have you pulled the rope to its limit?" Carl asked again.
Sean hesitated, looking at his hand that had been extended over the fence.
"It can be longer," Sean replied.
"Then try to grow as much as you can. We'll be successful soon," said Carl.
"Okay, be careful, it might be a little bumpy," Sean warned.
"What?"
Sean didn't say anything else. He slowly untied the rope around his hands, grabbed it with his left hand, and then stretched his right hand to the next level of the fence.
Pass the rope to your right hand, and then grab it from the outside with your left hand, and repeat this process.
Finally, Sean crawled on the ground, stretched his right hand out from the gap in the ground fence, and his entire arm reached vertically to the wall.
Carl was a little confused. He couldn't understand how he could stand directly on the ground. How did Sean manage to reach a length of more than one meter?
But now is not the time to think about these things. Carl quickly untied his rope and shone the flashlight around the room.
This is actually a bedroom?
Isn't this a school? How come there is a bedroom on the seventh floor? And it's not a dormitory bedroom for multiple people. There is only one big bed in the room.
There was no door where the door should have been, but there was a door ajar on the right wall.
Carl didn't hesitate, raised the flashlight, picked up the Glock, and walked towards the door.
Although time is tight, it is necessary to first check whether this place is safe and whether there are any zombies.
Open the half-open door, the room here is an office and the door is in the right place.
Except for the desk, sofa, coffee table, bookshelf and oil painting, this office is obviously different from others.
"Principal's office"
Haha, Carl understood that there were no zombies. He returned to the room where he started and heard Sean calling him in a low voice.
"Carl, Karl..."
Carl quickly ran to the window and replied, "Sean, I'm coming in. Don't rush to get the rope. I'll tie something up and you can take it up."
"Thank God you're okay, I was worried and you didn't answer." Sean's voice was relieved.
"Sorry, Sean, I was just checking the room."
"It's okay. Just tie whatever you want as soon as possible. The ground is quite cold."
"OK."
Karl agreed and walked to the big bed. He originally thought that he could only use curtains, but now it seems that there are also sheets.
Carl directly lifted the bed sheet, and then was stunned when he saw a set of sexy lingerie, a whip, and some props exposed.
The principal's office was connected to a room to make a bedroom, and these things were found there. Carl understood everything and couldn't help but spit.
"Scum!"
Karl was about to take the sheet and walk away, but suddenly stopped, if he remembered correctly.
For something like this, you might need ropes, real ropes, not those woven from cloth strips.
So Carl threw the bed sheet aside and searched the room carefully.
"Karl?"
"Soon."
Ten minutes later.
"Karl?"
"Soon."
Nearly ten minutes more.
"Karl? What are you doing?"
"It's really fast, wait a moment."
"…"
The main reason is that there are so many things here, and Carl really found ropes, and there are several different types.
There are red braided ropes as thick as a little finger, and there are also much thicker hemp ropes.
"Scumbag!" Carl cursed as he searched.
But it's really interesting to read this kind of scumbag stuff.
Carl thought about it, took out two of the medium-thick ropes, and tied them up with cloth strips.
"Sean, it's ok, pull it up, and you can send the backpack down first, then you can tie the rope and climb down by yourself. I found the rope, is that ok with you?"
"Of course." Sean agreed reluctantly and quickly pulled the rope up.
It wasn't long before Sean's voice came down, "Carl, are you ready? I'll send the backpack down right away."
"Come on." Carl agreed.
"How did you find the rope? And the rope seems to have a strange smell."
"Uh, you have to come down and see for yourself. It's best not to smell it."
"Of course, I'll be down soon."
The backpack appeared in Carl's sight, and Carl reached out from the window and pulled the backpack in.
"By the way, Sean, where's your lighter?"
Carl untied the knot on his backpack.
"The small backpack outside the backpack."
"Okay, pull the rope up. Be careful and tie it tightly. If it's not enough, there's more rope here."
"That's enough." The rope was pulled out.
Carl found the lighter in his backpack and lit the candle he had just found.
There were quite a lot of them, and they were colorful. Carl did not save and lit up a lot of them, and the whole room suddenly became bright.
But this was only a small part of the candle. When Karl lit it, he couldn't help but curse, "Scumbag."
Carl had just checked. Except for the floor-to-ceiling windows on the outside, this room had no windows on the corridor side, not even a door.
And the sound insulation is very good, Carl naturally understands why.
But now at least you don't have to worry about attracting zombies.
"Hey Carl, what's going on there? Is there a fire?" Sean saw the fire from upstairs.
"No, Candle. You should come down and see for yourself as soon as possible."
"Of course, I'll be able to come down on my own in no time."
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