Rules for surviving the apocalypse for sickly beauties

After hanging up the communication device, Teng Xiyan immediately started preparing things for testing.

"Jiahe, put on protective clothing and isolate yourself from the outside, just in case."

Teng Xiyan also took advantage of Xu Yi not coming back yet, put on protective clothing, and took out all the medicines that needed to be used and mixed them, but Xu Yi didn't come back with anyone.

Teng Xiyan's face was dark, and he stood up decisively and walked out. He found that all the people in black military uniforms in the square outside were rushing down.

Teng Xiyan grabbed a soldier and asked, "What's going on?"

"There's an accident on the second floor! They're all those insect egg mutants, and the casualties are increasing rapidly!" The soldier saw the protective suit he was wearing and thought he was a medical staff. "It's a mess down there! The headquarters issued an order to let everyone People go down to the rescue! What are you doing here?"

After that, he walked directly towards the elevator.

Teng Xiyan stood there, staring at the scorched field in the square, and closed his eyes.

Li Jiahe stepped forward and asked, "Do we want to go down and help?"

"No." Teng Xiyan walked towards the laboratory, "Go and call everyone in the laboratory and bring all the medicines that can be used. I need them."

Li Jiahe took off his gloves and knew that there was no need to wait and immediately went to their own laboratory.

Others in the laboratory had seen Teng Xiyan's experimental drugs and believed him, so they packed all the needed drugs without any reservation and took them to Teng Xiyan's laboratory.

Teng Xiyan took off his gloves, took out several displayed test data sheets from the drawer, and placed them one by one on the table.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Nowadays, geniuses can only be used as doctors. At least they can save some people, just save some people.

Li Jiahe walked in with several old men, all familiar faces, followed by several younger people who seemed to be their apprentices.

"Mr. Teng, we have a general understanding of the situation. What do we need to do?" Li Yiqing crossed his hands in front of him and said in a resigned tone.

The same goes for everyone else.

They respect such talented young people, and they also know that the experiments they have done for decades may not be as good as the person in their twenties.

Teng Xiyan handed several test data sheets to them, "This is a medicine that can remove insect eggs. Each person is responsible for a part of the test. Use all the medicines that can be used. Don't be stingy, because the number of people saved is not a small number, but a small number. Everyone who can survive out of 300,000 people.”

"Part of this is not to prevent the leakage of the test of this potion, but to save time. After this disaster is over, I will give you all the test data." He explained, fearing that these old people would create suspicion, anyway, the potion Data is not too important, and it doesn't matter if you contribute it.

Li Yiqing's face was heavy: "Mr. Teng, please don't do this. We admire you willingly and are willing to help you, not just for testing data! For the sake of human beings who are now dying, we are willing to contribute our little strength. "

Teng Xiyan paused and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm narrow-minded."

Several people held the experimental data sheet and said solemnly: "Don't worry, we will make the medicine as quickly as possible!"

"You don't need to feel burdened. This disaster has already happened. Please help if you can. Let me say this first. This potion may not be successfully used in the end, but as a member of the Heresy Detection Institute, I can only do my best. It works."

"Don't worry, Mr. Teng!"

Several people began to divide the work, and Teng Xiyan started to make the last step of the potion. Because the YN3 potion was not enough, he could only improve it by combining Fu Zhou's inhibitory potion and the potion he made, so the last step of the potion was particularly important.

He had tried this medicine before and it was successful, but the effectiveness of the medicine had not been tested in detail. He used a laboratory mouse and there was no problem with the medicine's effectiveness.

Now there is no room for them to experiment slowly. They are just trying their best when a disaster occurs.

Success or failure depends entirely on God's will.

The laboratory was filled with the sound of clinking test tubes and glasses, and the entire seventh floor was silent.

Li Jiahe put a label on the huge container and straightened up: "My potion is ready."

"Okay, put the potion in the refrigerator."

Time passed bit by bit, and there was still no sound at all outside.

Several other experimenters completed the potions in their hands one after another and looked at Teng Xiyan.

Teng Xiyan wore a mask, revealing only a pair of calm, dark eyes.

The last bottle of potion in his hand was hanging in the air, slowly dripping into the huge container.

Teng Xiyan stared at the liquid inside, the white liquid reflected in his black eyes, and his thin lips curled up slightly: "Successful."

Several people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time: "That's great."

Teng Xiyan took off his mask and faced the huge container in front of him, his expression still not very relaxed.

This container can only be used by five thousand people.

Everyone also estimated this amount, and their expressions were not completely relaxed.

"These potions...what do you say?" Li Jiahe broke the silence. There was always a choice about potions.

Everyone's eyes fell on Teng Xiyan, after all, he was the one who produced the potion.

Teng Xiyan took off his protective clothing, looked a little tired, and said, "Let's go check the situation on the second floor first. There are five thousand people..."

His eyes were fixed. It had been seven or eight hours since the incident happened. He didn't know how many people survived, nor did he know how the people at the headquarters above made the decision.

Teng Xiyan took Li Jiahe to the second floor. The other experimenters were all elderly and didn't want to go through such trouble. He simply asked them to guard the potion in the laboratory, and took Li Jiahe directly to the second floor.

As soon as he got off the elevator, Teng Xiyan felt something was wrong. There was no one in the corridor. The door was closed. Two metal doors were opened. There was a stranger standing at the door. Judging from the military emblem on his clothes, he should be from the headquarters.

Teng Xiyan walked over and looked at the door behind him, his eyes cold: "What's going on inside?"

The man put his hands behind his back, his eyes were as calm as lake water, and his voice was firm: "Our people are cleaning up the mutants inside. Please go back to the seventh floor, Mr. Teng."

Teng Xiyan pursed his lips: "How to clean it?"

"Anyone who is infected——"

"Burn them all."

Teng Xiyan's eyes instantly exploded. He took a step forward and grabbed him by the collar: "Are you fucking crazy? Three hundred thousand people, you want to burn them all to death?!"

The man's face remained unchanged and his voice was emotionless: "Mr. Teng, please be careful with your words. We only burn the infected people, not all of them."

"Where is Colonel Lin? I want to see him!"

The man lowered his head, straightened his clothes, and replied: "Colonel Lin is being punished and confined due to mission reasons. No one is allowed to visit him now."