my cell game

Thinking of this, Gao Kang'an felt desolate in his heart, he quit the game silently, and his soul returned to his body in the game cabin.

Gao Kang'an, who was half lying in the game cabin, opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were full of blood at some point. ,

He wiped it with the sleeve of his hospital gown as usual, and opened the door of the game cabin as if nothing had happened.

Outside the barn door stood Gao Kang'an's sister.

His sister carefully helped Gao Kang'an out and lay him down on the hospital bed.

Beside the hospital bed stood Dong Yan in a white coat.

"Doctor, are there any successful cases of your vaccine?" Gao Kang'an's sister asked in a low voice, the corners of her eyes were full of redness and tears.

Dong Yan shook her head.Serum experiments have been done on 10 cases, none of which were successful.

With a low sigh, the atmosphere in the ward became oppressive and dull.

This is Gao Kang'an's daily routine every morning.At five o'clock in the morning, Gao Kang'an would wake up from the hospital bed on time.

He never sleeps in. No, it should be said that Gao Kang'an has never slept in since he suffered from the blood death disease. His daily sleep time has been compressed to four or five hours.

Only those who are infinitely close to death understand the preciousness of time.For Gao Kang'an, sleeping is a waste of his time.

After waking up at five o'clock, with the help of his sister, Gao Kang'an will get into the game cabin and enter the world of Cell Onle.

It's not that he's addicted to games.For a blood-dead patient like him whose time is running out, the pain of bloodshot disease tortures him every minute.

In the real world, his body was already extremely weak, and he couldn't do anything except lie on the bed and suffer from pain all the time.

Only in the world of cell onle, can he wander around like an ordinary person without suffering any pain.

From five o'clock to eleven o'clock is Gao Kang'an's game time.After the six-hour anti-addiction period is up, Gao Kang'an will quit the game and wait for the doctor's ward rounds and injections.

Dong Yan did some inspections, and ticked √ in each column of the inspection form, which means the inspection is over.

There is no good news in the inspection results, and every indicator of Gao Kang'an is getting worse.

For bloodshot patients, their bodies are going downhill from the moment they get sick, and it will only get worse. How can there be any good news?

After the routine inspection, Dong Yan ticked √ on the column of time.

It's been 24 days and the teenager has less than 4 days left.

The atmosphere in the ward was heavy and depressing, Dong Yan said nothing, Gao Kang'an bit his lip and stared at the ceiling, his sister's eyes were red and swollen, and she wept softly.

Dong Yan patted Sister Gao Kang'an on the shoulder, got up and left the ward.

After Dong Yan left, Gao Kang'an turned to look at his sister, and smiled softly at his sister: "It's okay, sister, I've made up my mind. After I leave, you and your parents will be fine, Don't cry for me."

Hearing this, the young girl's eyes became even more red and swollen.

It is not uncommon for this kind of scene where the patient in turn comforts the family members in the hospital.Gao Kang'an was already prepared for death, and what he couldn't let go of was his sister and parents.

Dong Yan outside the ward sighed, walked to the next ward next door, and knocked on the door.

"Come in, the door is unlocked." Jiang Zuo's voice came from the ward, and that voice didn't sound like a patient waiting to die.

Dong Yan pushed open the door of the ward and was about to go in, but was stunned at the door.

Ward rounds are a doctor's daily work. After checking so many wards of bloody patients, Dong Yan has seen too many partings.

Every ward of a blood-dead patient is dull and depressing, with tears, crying, silence, and forced laughter, which is the normal state in the ward of a blood-dead patient.

However, the scene in front of her made Dong Yan stunned for a moment.

I saw that the two beds in the ward were put together to form a big bed.

On the big bed, Jiang Zuo was holding a notebook, and Shu Ran was holding a tablet, scrolling through various news and forums on the bed.

There were several bags of half-opened potato chips and milk beside her. Shu Ran was rubbing a bag of milk on Jiang Zuo's body. Jiang Zuo pushed her away in disgust, playing like a pair of brothers and sisters.

The whole room is full of cheerful atmosphere

Am I going wrong?Or am I opening it the wrong way?

Dong Yan checked the ward round form again, and confirmed that the patient was indeed Jiang Zuo.

It’s just that the atmosphere in this room is a bit wrong, why does it feel weird, Jiang Zuo and Shu Ran are a big boy, the kind of smiles and ease are obviously not pretending, it’s more like they’re here for an outing rather than coming to the hospital .

"Dr. Dong is here for rounds?" Jiang Zuo put down his notebook and pushed Shu Ran aside.

"Well, routine inspection." Dong Yan didn't know what to say, and came over to check Jiang Zuo.

After the inspection, he hung up Jiang Zuo's bottle and gave Jiang Zuo a drip.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Jiang Zuo asked.

"Normal saline, glucose, supplement energy." Dong Yan said.

No one has a specific medicine for blood death. For blood death, there are no effective measures other than administering glucose to supplement energy.

"After the beating, a nurse will come to help you remove the needle." Dong Yan ordered a few words and left the ward.

As soon as Dong Yan left, Jiang Zuo pulled out the needle himself, took off the hanging bottle, and told Shu Ran, "Go, take it to the toilet and throw it away."

"You made me run errands for you again." Shu Ran muttered, and obediently got out of bed with the bottle in her arms.

glucose?Jiang Zuo really didn't need it.It takes an hour or two to play the bottle, and he is too lazy to spend time on it.

Chapter 199 The portal is surrounded!

After coming out of Jiang Zuo's ward, Dong Yan checked a few more rooms, and finally at 11:30, this morning's ward round was over.

After finishing the ward rounds, Dong Yan returned to her dormitory on the top floor and lay down in the cell online game room in the dormitory.

In the game cabin, Dong Yan boarded her "doctor" id and revived at the birth point.

These days, Dong Yan started to try her own bold ideas in the cell online.

As she learned more about the cells in the game, Dong Yan became more and more surprised by the game.

She found that the game is almost completely in line with the laws of biology, and all the cells, bacteria, and viruses that appear in the game can find their shadows in reality.

Even, some cells that are not well understood in reality are perfectly displayed in the game.

The internal structure of the nucleus and cytoplasm in the cell will definitely not be modeled according to ordinary games.

It's like playing an online fs shooting game, the character controlled inside is just a 3D model with nothing more than an appearance.

Is it possible that the dagger dissected the character, and can still see the anatomical structure of the human body?

Sorry, cell onle really does.

After the cells are dissected in the cell onle, the specific structure inside can be seen clearly. Even the tiny organelles—mitochondria—can be dissected and observed, which is exactly the same as the pictures under the electron microscope in the laboratory.

The more so, Dong Yan was more surprised by this game.

Although she is a layman in the game, she also knows one thing. First of all, if she wants to model a certain cell, she must have a good understanding of cells. Every cell and organelle Dong Yan dissects is based on the known Sure, programmed.

Based on her surprise at Cell Onle and her admiration for the realistic style of this game, Dong Yan tried to study a method in the game in the past few days—the transfer of DNA.

Transferring dna is an essential step in cloning, and it is also the basic work of studying blood death serum.

The specific method is to destroy the dna of a certain blood death virus, and then implant the dna of other cells to see what happens.

This operation is more difficult on a macro level.But at the microscopic level, when the player becomes the same size as the cell, it can be easily done.

The current research is going very smoothly. Dong Yan was able to break the source cell and take out the DNA of the source cell.

But the difficulty lies in how to destroy the DNA of the virus and inject the DNA of the source cell without destroying the outer shell of the virus.

Dong Yan is stuck at this level.

She searched all relevant medical books and papers, but couldn't find a feasible method.

In medical papers, various drugs are used to directly break and separate the virus shell and DNA, and centrifuge. These are all macroscopic methods, which are completely inapplicable at the microscopic level.

Just when Dong Yan was stuck in a bottleneck, the appearance of a new virus injector made her see a turning point.

According to eQuo BuHui's description on the forum and the introduction of the Virus Illustrated Book, Dong Yan deduced that the end of the protein tube used by injectors to inject DNA is a string of very special protein sequences.

These proteins can change their arrangement at will, and bind to the proteins of most viral coats, which are natural syringes.

If one of the injectors can be caught and come back for research, Dong Yan feels that she can make a breakthrough in half a day.

Not only Dong Yan, but many players couldn't sit still after learning about the emergence of the new virus.

According to some party scoring logic, the new virus has a very low blood bar and a small size, and it is a wild monster born entirely for scoring points.

As long as they don't get infected by the injectors, any source cell can kill hundreds of injectors.

However, the current injectors seem to be in their infancy, and the number is relatively small. Unlike the self-explosives, which have formed a complete population camp, the current injectors are still in the initial stage of barbaric growth.

As more and more players went out to look for it, it really allowed players to find a lot of injectors.

Most of the injectors found by the players act in groups, and there are probably thousands of them in a group, densely packed.

Most of the players in the team are only a few dozen players.

Dozens to thousands, the result can be imagined.

Facing thousands of injectors, the players were basically wiped out after frantically swiping points, and instead provided the injectors with a large number of host cells for reproduction.

The injectors are happy, and their main purpose in wandering around is to find host cells that can provide them with enough food.

Some host cells contain too little nutrients for their reproductive needs.

What the injectors didn't expect was that there would be a large group of fat cells that would come to their door on their own initiative.

Since the source cells are specially made to deal with the blood death virus, in some components, the source cells and the blood death virus have similarities, and are more suitable for injectors to reproduce.

In the eyes of the injectors, these source cells are a delicacy delivered to their door.

Although the source cells are a bit troublesome and have strong attack power, they cannot hold back the large number of injectors.After each battle, the population of injectors will double or triple.

Where can I find such a good thing?

The players didn't realize at all that their frenzied scoring behavior was giving the injector a head.

After an afternoon of sending heads, the overall number of injectors has increased more than ten times.

The number has increased, and the newborn injectors are naturally unwilling to stay where they are.

Ever since, many injectors fumbled towards the portal of the duodenum in the direction the player came from.

From the perspective of the injector, the source cells are coming from that direction, and there is a good place for the source cells to be continuously supplied with energy.

At around [-] o'clock in the evening, a group of about [-] injectors finally found the portal square in the duodenum.

At this moment, the entire Portal Gate Square is bustling with activity. More than 1000 players and more than a dozen NPCs have gathered in the square. Various transactions are going on in full swing.

These ncs were all nutritionists in the first version, and there were also several players who acted as guides.

In order to cooperate with the players' activities on the new map, Jiang Zuo moved some NCs at the birth point of the liver to the portal square for the convenience of players.

For now, the official NC in the game is quite monotonous.Except for the NCs that these players are accustomed to, Jiang Zuo didn't add new NCs manually.

It wasn't that Jiang Zuo didn't want to, but that he encountered difficulties.

Source cells are soulless, and without the player's control, these source cells are just a mass of immobile organic matter.

A qualified nc must at least communicate with players.

Counting on a blob of immobile organic matter to interact with the player?Nonsense!

Before Jiang Zuo, there are only two ways:

One is to sign the player, by issuing a task, the sign player will do nc.

However, this method has a lot of flaws, the uncontrollability of the players is too high, Jiang Zuo even saw a player with a trainer, he didn't want to do it halfway, and directly put on the shell of a trainer to participate in individual competitions;

The second way is to find other cells and bacteria to act as nc.

This path seems to work.Jiang Zuo is now counting on the players to find more bacteria and see if there are any bacteria willing to act as NPCs.

In the portal square, players are either teaming up or trading. It is a lively scene. No one notices that the crisis is approaching quietly.

After these injectors saw thousands of source cells, they suddenly became energetic.

The individual size of the injectors is small, but it does not mean that they are fools.They know that their number is not enough. More than 200 injectors obviously cannot eat more than 1000 source cells.

As a result, most of these injectors waited in place like ants finding food, and sent two subordinates back to report, waiting for the large army to come to support.

Blood death viruses have their own way of communication, and the information molecules released can travel far in body fluids.

Within a few minutes, all the injectors nearby received the same message—a big fat meat appeared!