Apocalyptic Survival

"That...Grandpa Lin...how about I take you back first." Duan Mo carefully moved to the side of old master Lin to support him.

"No need," Mr. Lin waved his hand, "I'll stay here and take care of Qingtong."

Duan Mo was startled: "He's out of danger, with Huai'an around, he must be fine."

Old Master Lin smiled: "Yeah, I've heard about Gu Huai'an's ability a long time ago, it's really amazing, and I don't hide any secrets, you are all very good, such a friendship is really rare."

Hearing this tone at the end of Duan, he felt that there was some drama, and he said tentatively, "Yeah, Qingtong is also good, and smart, before in Tongzhou Snow Mountain, if he hadn't come to save us, you probably wouldn't be able to see Lin Lin now." It's gone."

Mr. Lin's complexion was a bit complicated, but also a little bit happy. He changed his expression randomly and snorted coldly: "That brat, what's so interesting? The more I look at it, the more it will piss me off."

Duan Mo felt helpless in his heart: No matter how angry he is, he is also your precious grandson.

Mr. Lin sighed softly, as if he had lifted a heavy burden from his heart: "Go and do your business, don't worry about me, I'll go back to my office later, and I'll go see him when Qingtong gets better. .”

Duan Mo nodded: "Then I will send you back to the office first."

He does have a lot of things to do, Lin Yi can't take care of other things now Gu Qingtong, the situation here must be controlled by him, otherwise the zombie situation like just now will happen again, it will be bad.

But he didn't dare to let Mr. Lin go back to the office alone. God knows, if some hidden zombie popped up on the road and bit Mr. Lin, how could he be worthy of Lin Yi, and how could he be worthy of Qingtong who risked his life?

Mr. Lin was obviously a sensible person, obediently asked Duan Mo to take him back to the office, locked the door, and sent two people to guard the door.

The next thing is actually not difficult. Fortunately, the scope of this disaster is not large, and it is still under control.After learning about the situation in the institute, people from the army entered, inspected one by one, and carried out strict disinfection and testing on all the spaces in the institute to ensure that everything related to zombies was wiped out.

"How is Qing Tong?" Shu Shiya, Wen Yan and Mo Qingyao were all a little anxious when they knew the situation on their side.

"The injury is a bit serious, but Huai'an is out of danger after treatment, and now both of them are lying upstairs." Duan Mo pulled Wen Yan to his side and checked him up and down.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief that the crisis was finally over.

Wen Yan let Duan Mo touch and fiddle with himself, and said blankly, "You abandoned me for four hours, sixteen minutes and nine seconds today."

Duan Mo's heart tightened, and he held his hand behind his back, with an obvious smile on his face: "Are you jealous?"

Wen Yan gave him a cold look, but said nothing.

Duan Mo laughed even more happily, and reached out to rub his head: "So you can't leave me? Baby."

Wen Yan glanced at him calmly, lightly pinched the soft flesh on his waist, Duan Mo's body trembled, his legs went limp, and he fell into Wen Yan's arms, glaring at him viciously: "You're lying."

Wen Yan smiled and whispered in his ear: "Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle. This shows that I understand your weaknesses. It seems that you don't know me well enough, baby. You have to observe carefully tonight."

At the end of the paragraph, she blushes: "...a hooligan."

Shu Shiya and Mo Qingyao at the side: "...I really can't see it!"

Qingtong's injury is serious, and with Gu Huaian around, she has gone through the most difficult beginning, and her life will never be in danger.But if you want to say it is light, it is not light. A large amount of blood loss cannot be recovered in a short period of time, and many internal organs of the body are damaged. The corpse gas and virus of the zombie have been eroded. will be transformed, but this also slows down the speed at which the internal organs are repaired.

Gu Huaian lay down in the research institute for a day and a night, almost half of his physical abilities recovered, and Qingtong's injury also stabilized, but he still hasn't woken up.

When the zombies went berserk, there were a lot of people in the research institute, and the inspection work was still going on. Duan Mo and Wen Yan stayed in the research institute in order to be able to help in time if something abnormal happened.

Duan Mo was lying on the sofa, ready to take a nap, and when he closed his eyes, he felt tired like a tide. He felt uncomfortable at all, and his body was always out of place. In his dream, there was always a black light shining on him. I want to wake up, but my consciousness can't come back.

He remembered, it was that dream again.

The same scene, still the same sea, I don’t know if it was affected by Qingtong’s blood flowing all over the ground, but this time the sea in the dream was actually a sea of ​​blood, thick blood was rolling, and the strong smell was soaring to the sky Then, a snow eagle pierced the sky and dropped a feather. Duan Mo seemed to see the top of a snow-capped mountain in the distance, which was a bit blurry and unreal.

The next moment, a layer of purple light lit up on the boundless seabed, piercing through the thick blood plasma, and shooting straight towards the sea surface.

But this was not enough, the purple light pierced through the surface of the sea of ​​blood and rushed towards the dark sky.It's getting closer... It's getting closer... The purple light is covering the dark clouds, but it still doesn't seem to be enough. The light is getting stronger and stronger, and it's about to break through the clouds and rush to a higher sky.

At the end of the paragraph, I feel that the amount of information in this dream is a bit large. The most important thing is that although there have been some changes in the past few times, it was mainly just the sky and the ocean, but this time he actually saw the top of the snow mountain. Or by accident, this is also a huge discovery.

He always felt that this dream seemed to want to convey some information to him. He tried to grasp the information, but every time he didn't get much, and every time he woke up, the scene in the dream would become more and more blurred. Anxious.

He just wanted to look around again, it would be best if he could see the snow-capped mountains clearly, but at this moment, the sea of ​​blood began to surge, and the stench became even more pungent. Ordinarily, he shouldn't have such a clear feeling in the dream, but He just felt it, including the last storm, he also felt the biting chill.

Blood plasma surged up like a live boa constrictor, entangled Duan Mo's body, and pulled him into the sea.

Duan Mo struggled hard, out of breath, his chest was about to explode, and his head was also severely congested, staring fixedly at the top of the snowy mountain in the distance, but his vision became more and more blurred.

Gradually suffocated, his hands and feet twitched unconsciously, anxious cries came from his ears, he felt someone pulling him, pulling him out of the terrifying nightmare.

The deep sea was roaring, the sky seemed to be collapsing, and the air was like a broken blade, cutting the skin one by one, and Duan Mo passed out completely from suffocation.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here...I'm by your side..." A soft whisper whispered in Duan Mo's ear.

He opened his eyes tiredly, and found that he was being held in Wen Yan's arms, and his body was soaked in sweat.

"What's the matter...?" He said, his voice a little low and hoarse.

Wen Yan paused, lifted Duan Mo's face, looked at his half-opened eyes, and breathed lightly: "Finally woke up, you have been sleeping for a long time, you have been sweating from the back, your hands and feet are still twitching, you are scared to death me."

Duan Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead, and pressed his cold face gently against Wen Yan's chest: "It's okay, I had a nightmare."

Wen Yan put his hand on his back and breathed: "Don't think about it, it's just a nightmare."

Duan Mo frowned, looking very uneasy: "No, I always feel that this dream has a deep meaning, as if it is guiding me something."

Wen Yan thoughtfully: "Guide...?"

Duan Mo said: "That's right, it's a big sea. I've dreamed about it many times. It seems that there is something purple on the bottom of the sea. The previous few times it was just a sea, but I also saw a snow mountain just now. It should be near the snow mountain." the sea area..."

Wen Yan was helpless: "But there are snow-capped mountains by the sea... there are quite a lot of places."

Duan Mo pursed his lips, unwillingly arching into Wen Yan's arms.

Wen Yan: "...are you a little pig?"

At the end of the paragraph: "You are the pig, and your whole family is a pig."

Wen Yan: "Hey, Mom, did you hear that? Duan Mo scolded you as..."

Duan Mo broke away from his embrace in a desperate and guilty manner, and straightened up: "No! I didn't scold you!"

Wen Yan embraced him, and laughed like a hype: "I don't have a communicator here, why are you panicking?"

Duan Mo looked at him tiredly, and instantly felt like raising a three-year-old child.

At this time, there was a hasty knock on the door, accompanied by Mo Qingyao's excited voice: "Qingtong is awake!"