The irascible and mad concubine whose soul traveled through ancient times has room

In Daxia, a large amount of radiation leaked caused global mutation, and more than 80.00% of humans and organisms were infected. The remaining humans without abundant food reserves were just lingering and hiding.

Zombies are everywhere, and mysterious organizations from various countries are rushing to set up medical research laboratories to develop anti-radiation vaccines. If a vaccine is developed before other countries, it will be more than ten thousand people, and it will be effortless to unify mankind.

Under the protection and sacrifice of countless killers, Wen Ning's organization made some small achievements in two years and finally developed a new anti-radiation vaccine.

Injection into zombies successfully eliminated the mutations caused by residual radiation, but I don’t know if the experiment on normal people could achieve a preventive effect.

In order to test the feasibility of the vaccine, Wen Ning decided to take the lead and test it himself.

"An Ning, no, if anything happens to you, Daxia will be over."

Mr. Zhao said with a worried look on his face, Wen Ning is the person in charge of this research on anti-radiation vaccines. Although he is not very old, he is the youngest medical genius that the mysterious organization of the Great Xia Kingdom has devoted all its efforts to cultivate. At only 23 years old, he is unparalleled in his medical and poisonous attainments.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao. Only through my own experiments can I determine the feasibility of the vaccine and improve it. Don't worry, I am confident that our efforts over the past two years will definitely work this time."

Wen Ning answered with a relaxed expression.

It's not that she doesn't care about her life, it's that she really can't bear to have her companions become test subjects one by one.

Over the past two years, she has personally injected vaccines into her companions one by one, watching them mutate one by one, losing their lives, or turning into monsters that are neither human nor ghosts, and she has no choice but to shoot them with her own hands.

She and Mr. Zhao were the only two people left in the original team of several hundred people.

Mr. Zhao treated Wen Ning like his own grandfather, and Wen Ning also regarded Mr. Zhao as his own grandfather, giving Wen Ning a touch of the warmth of family affection in this cold world.

How could Wen Ning have the heart to experiment with Mr. Zhao? She would rather die herself. Besides, she was sure of the test product this time.

"No! I'll come if you want. I'm an old man and I won't live long. Even if I die, I should contribute to humanity and the organization. You can't die whoever dies."

Mr. Zhao said with an indignant look, as if Wen Ning would kill him if he disagreed.

Wen Ning sighed helplessly and could only say:

"Okay, Mr. Zhao, I just listen to you. Then it will be up to you this time. You go and prepare, and I will see if there is any improvement."

"Hey, hey, hey, okay, I'll go right away"

Mr. Zhao quickly agreed.

After Mr. Zhao left, Wen Ning did not hesitate. She picked up the syringe and pushed the medicine into her artery. Knowing Mr. Zhao's temper, she could only find an excuse to send him away.

For a moment, Wen Ning felt like the world was spinning, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell to the ground. A white light suddenly came and went, and the memories of the first half of his life flashed through his mind like a slideshow.

She was originally just a child from an ordinary family. She was called a genius child by her neighbors because she was so good at studying. She skipped grades one after another. Later, gradually, everyone discovered that she was not only talented in learning, but also knew everything by heart as long as she watched it once. .

Despite her outstanding performance, things were not going to be smooth sailing for Wen Ning. She was targeted by a mysterious organization. After a well-planned "traffic accident", Wen Ning's family disappeared from everyone's sight.

From then on, Wen Ning lived a life of life and death, with only killing and being killed waiting for her. After 15 years of hellish training by the organization, Wen Ning's life only had tasks from now on.

With her current achievements, she can completely rebel against the organization and live her own life, but Wen Ning's parents are still under the control of the organization. This is the organization's consistent method of control.

Of course, the organization also has countless means to control Wen Ning.

But what the organization needed was her brain. Because they were afraid of causing damage to Wen Ning's brain, they used the stupidest method and the one that Wen Ning couldn't resist.

Suddenly, the white light suddenly approached and enveloped Wen Ning.

Wen Ning felt as if a huge suction force was about to suck her soul out. Wen Ning felt her body become light, as if she had fallen into a huge pit.

Being in the whirlpool, Wen Ning was unable to open his eyes as the white light pierced him. The world was spinning. Wen Ning was unconscious and fainted.

"You bastard, you haven't gotten up for me yet, you haven't cooked even under the sun, you damn thing, you just want to starve me to death."

A harsh and unpleasant old woman's voice came, and Wen Ning slowly opened his eyes.

What's going on? Am I dead?

Wen Ning thought to himself.

Slowly looking around, I saw the dilapidated houses, half of which were filled with firewood, and half of which had no roof.

There was a wooden board placed on top of the two stools. The wooden board was padded with thick straw, and Wen Ning curled up on it.

A piece of tatters, with patches layered on top of each other, and the original color of the sheets cannot be seen covering the body.

There was a stool without a leg at the head of the bed. The stool was leaning against the wall and stubbornly supporting the earthenware bowl on it. A bowl of dusty water was all the room had.

"You little rotten hoof, get out of here for me while you're still alive. You're going against the grain. There's so much work at home. Are you waiting for me to take care of you? Do you believe it or not that I'll skin you?"

Only the harsh curses and the sunlight filtering through the broken wooden door with few boards told Wen Ning that she was still alive.

Wen Ning didn't want to think too much. With a bang, the broken wooden door fell down, kicking up waves of dust that made Wen Ning unable to open his eyes.

Accompanied by harsh curses, Wen Ning squinted his eyes and tried to look out the door. A broad and fat old woman stood at the door, with her waist tied, wearing tattered coarse linen clothes, and her slightly silver-white hair combed casually. Behind her head, she looked about forty years old. Against the light, Wen Ning could not see the old woman's face clearly.

A sense of fear arose spontaneously, and Wen Ning somewhat understood!

She has crossed!

"You little bitch, why don't you pretend to be dead for me?"

After saying that, he walked forward in a few steps, grabbed Wen Ning's arm and threw him to the ground. The solid pain brought Wen Ning back to his senses, and he stood up immediately regardless of the fear of crossing.

"Tear" Wen Ning couldn't help but utter a sound, it hurt, it hurt so much, it hurt like his whole body was falling apart.

"Hey, can't you get up now? This bitch needs to be dealt with. She is just like your short-lived ghost girl. She has a foxy look and can seduce men. Why don't you go cook for me?"

Wen Ning walked out of the "wood shed" without saying a word.

Some memories flooded into her mind, leaving Wen Ning no energy to argue with the other party. Ignoring the cursing voices behind her, Wen Ning limped into the kitchen and followed the inexplicable memories straight into the back door from the back door. She needed some peace and quiet. A place where no one will disturb you to digest this sudden memory.