Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

The White House Research Institute in Zhongcheng District.

In order to develop a serum that can resist the zombie virus, the Midtown Research Institute has collected various equipment that can only be prepared before the end of the world. The White House is the place with the highest martial law in the base and is also the most advanced research institute currently owned by mankind.

The person with the highest authority in the research institute at present, apart from the leader of the Central City District, is Dr. Xie Youran.

He had just recently used the powers of a plant-based mutant to cultivate extinct seeds, and was also working on purifying water resources.

But what he wants to do most is to develop a serum that is immune to the zombie virus, or to change the human physique that makes it susceptible to infection.

The man standing in front of the operating table at this time had black and silver hair crossed to his shoulders. He held a scalpel in one hand and the other hand was covered in blood.

The person lying on the operating table fell into a deep sleep, or rather, was dead.

After all, there are only a few muscles connecting the neck to the body, and a normal person would have died with the first cut.

But this is an immortal with the ability to heal itself.

Xie Youran watched the skin and flesh in front of him grow, connect, and heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. His narrow eyes, revealed through the white mask, turned red with excitement.

"It's so perfect... It's simply a miracle from the Creator, but there's clearly no supernatural energy fluctuation..."

The healing of the undead is more like... a plug-in independent of the body. Countless studies have failed to reach any conclusion.

Outside the bright operating room, an assistant wearing isolation protective clothing knocked on the door:

"Doctor, Cheng Wang from the third team came to see you and said he knew a person with healing abilities."

Xie Youran took off his gloves and pulled off the sterile mask on his face, revealing a sickly pale and beautiful face. Due to the high-intensity research and frequent late nights of worry, his premature gray hair was fluffy and messy, and the white hair looked more like it was highlighted. His eyes were slightly raised, giving him a sickly and fragile look.

"A person with healing abilities? Then I have to go check it out," he turned to look at the unconscious undead tied to the operating table and ordered the other researchers to sew up the man's wounds and send him to the observation room.

"Remember to starve him, otherwise you won't be able to defeat him when he wakes up."

-

Wen Liang has sent countless messages to Luan Zhou.

【Wen Liang: Where are you? What happened? 】

[Wen Liang: If you can’t send a message, tell 006 to communicate with me! ]

【Wen Liang: Luan Zhou! ? Reply to the message! 】

.....

All the news fell into oblivion.

Wen Liang grabbed his hair, stood up and paced back and forth on the ground, constantly opening the task panel to check.

Still no reply.

【886: Could it be that Luan Zhou is teasing you?】

[Wen Liang: No, when he teases me he’ll say things like “Save me, I’m dying of my own handsomeness”]

He didn't even finish a sentence, which was unlike Luan Zhou's style.

And 006 couldn't be contacted either.

Wen Liang remembered that in the previous world, Luan Zhou had appeared in front of him using a virtual image, so could he also go find Luan Zhou?

886 knew what Wen Liang was thinking and settled the remaining points for Wen Liang.

[886: Add the points from the previous world mission and taming, as well as the points you cheated from Luan Zhou, minus the points from buying props, you now have points left. Virtual projection is a communication method between hosts, equivalent to making a phone call, but the Lord God does not recommend frequent communication between hosts, believing that it will affect the completion of the mission, so the phone bill is a bit expensive, and points will be deducted by the hour, one minute... ]

[Wen Liang: Ten thousand!? Doesn't that mean I can only shoot for eight minutes?]

【886: Hmm】

Wen Liang gritted his teeth and said, eight minutes is fine.

He flipped through the task panel, looking at the 80,000 points on his panel reluctantly. With each glance, they were gone.

"Luan Zhou, you'd better be okay! Otherwise, I will definitely rip you off!"

Just as he was about to use the projector, Shen Huai arrived.

Shen Huai is also funny. In the original plot, Shen Huai clearly hated Qi Heng very much. After all, Qi Heng had bad intentions towards him in the early stage.

But ever since Wen Liang said that he was inhumane, Shen Huai started to pretend. This guy probably wanted to make sure that Wen Liang would not attack the protagonist, so he would treat him every day when he caught him.

Wen Liang saw that he would not stop until he had destroyed him.

Before Shen Huai entered the door, he first buttoned his clothes incorrectly, which he had originally buttoned correctly, and then walked in with his eyes narrowed and his hands raised in the air.

He is obviously nearsighted, but they make him pretend to be blind.

Wen Liang got angry as soon as he turned his head, but he held his anger back and asked unhappily, "Why are you here again?"

Shen Huai stood in the middle of the tent:

"Uncle Qi, I'm looking for a healing person for you. He should be able to cure your illness."

Shen Huai noticed that the man's face was full of displeasure today, but when he saw the buttons on his clothes, he still walked up to him, grabbed his collar, unbuttoned them one by one, and helped him button them up again while scolding him:

"Can you please be quiet? Didn't I tell you I don't need treatment? I want to sleep now, get out of here."

"Uncle Qi is not going to look for Wan Qing anymore?"

Everyone in the entire Xicheng District knew that their leader loved the captured little beauty. He loved her so much that he would bring his own dinner to eat with the little beauty every day.

They all said that the eldest brother was lucky to have such a beautiful little beauty to accompany him for dinner.

Shen Huai felt that those people were probably more blind than him. He had experienced firsthand how attractive Qi Heng's figure was...

The thigh flesh is smoother than water and will leave marks if you apply force, but there are beautiful muscles on the waist, abdomen and legs, which make people look not easy to mess with.

Wen Liang had a headache. Time is money. Wen Liang was really afraid that Luan Zhou would miss the opportunity and something bad would happen.

"No!" Wen Liang threw aside all his mature and older personality. "I'm impotent, why would I need a beauty? Get out now!"

Shen Huai turned around obediently, and before leaving, he did not forget to comfort Wen Liang:

"It's okay, Uncle Qi, even if you... you can be comfortable"

-

After Wen Liang made sure that no one would come in again, the system projected Wen Liang's projection according to the location of the message sent by Luan Zhou.

This is actually equivalent to the holographic projection technology before doomsday. Soon, Wen Liang's one-to-one mature male body wearing combat uniform appeared in a corridor.

There was tempered glass on both sides of the corridor, much like a centralized quarantine facility, with dim strip lights overhead. Wen Liang was startled when he peeked inside through the glass.

This place is like a laboratory. There is an operating table and culture dishes behind the glass. There are all kinds of creatures in them, including deformed post-apocalyptic monsters and even people.

【Wen Liang: Where did you bring me, Daddy?】

【886: It was sent according to the mailing address, that’s right】

Wen Liang suppressed his fear and looked through the glass again. He didn't see Luan Zhou's figure, but Luan Zhou must be there.

He could only walk into the dark corridor with the faint light above his head, searching each glass window one by one.

Soon Wen Liang stopped in front of the innermost "glass cabin". He looked through the glass and looked at the handsome black-haired man lying on the bed.

The handsome guy's hair hadn't been taken care of for a long time. His bangs covered half of his face. He was wearing a loose hospital gown and his neck was wrapped with bandages. The white bandages flowed along his porcelain white skin and disappeared into the gown.

Wen Liang recognized Luan Zhou's earrings. This guy was so vain that he wore them in his previous life as well.

Wen Liang tried shouting twice, and the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes, turned his head, and after seeing Wen Liang, he frowned, and asked with his bloodless lips opening and closing:

"Oh my god... who are you, uncle?"

It's both pathetic and funny, with a voice as rough and hoarse as sawing wood.

Still able to speak, Wen Liang calmed down: "I used to be your son, and I will probably be your father in the future."

Luan Zhou was stunned for a moment, then he forced a smile: "It turned out to be my baby Wen Liang who came to save me."