Ancient Invasion [End Times]

Day Three After the Invasion · "Dr. Cheng. We need you back."

Not long after the video call was disconnected, Duan Yi received the news that the base had confirmed its destruction.

——Biochemical leaks, chain explosions, and unknown creature invasions, no one escaped.

He was quickly transferred away by an order from his superiors, demanding that he immediately find out what happened to the four people who first appeared in the hinterland of the Himalayas.

Cheng Sheng grabbed Duan Yi who was about to leave: "You go home with me first."

He stared at Duan Yi, emphasizing: "It's very important, it's about life. I don't want to hear the next news that the captain of a certain regional base has also become such a monster."

Duan Yi quickly realized: "Do you have a cure?"

"I'm a genius, but I'm not a god." Cheng Sheng sneered, "There is no infected body to slice me, so where can I get the healing serum? You can understand it as an enhanced version of the detoxification agent."

Duan Yi followed Cheng Sheng back to the hut where the other party was temporarily staying.

Located on the top floor, with a simple three-bedroom and two-living room, Cheng Sheng is not a person who would wrong his quality of life.

The house was supposed to be a well-lit, spacious and bright residence, but now it was full of groceries.

Duan Yi just took a casual look, and already saw boxes of compressed military biscuits and a large amount of purified water, which seemed to be a warehouse.

Even in the corner of the room, he saw a small generator, two fire axes and a gun.

Cheng Sheng noticed Duan Yi's gaze, he said "Oh", and said, "That was when I left the compound."

Can you get a gun out of the compound?Duan Yi didn't ask Cheng Sheng how he did it, but only said to the surrounding warehouses: "You are hoarding living reserves."

"It started before putting forward the hypothesis at the meeting." Cheng Sheng nodded.

The shop assistants in the neighbors saw that he brought so many things home one after another, so they asked curiously. Cheng Sheng also reminded the other party that it would be beneficial and harmless to prepare some emergency food reserves, but the world is peaceful now, and there is neither war nor plague. , the neighbor just laughed it off.

Cheng Sheng took out three vials of reagent syringes from the refrigerator, and put them into the thermostat bag specially designed for refrigerated reagents, which was very compact.

Before he left the compound, he made a total of five.

This powerful "detoxifier" itself is actually a kind of bacterial culture, which is very difficult to succeed-in fact, it has not been officially approved, and it has certain dangerous risks.

He looked at Duan Yi: "This is just an emergency measure, no one can guarantee the curative effect. Once injured, inject it immediately, and then come back to me as quickly as possible."

"I really don't have any potion that can cure you, but now I'm the only one who can guarantee your survival to the greatest extent possible." Sitting in a wheelchair, Cheng Sheng looked up at Duan Yi slightly, extremely serious.

Duan Yi nodded, took the three individually packaged syringes, and put them in his inner pocket.

Cheng Sheng was very satisfied with Duan Yi's prudence and carefulness.

"I'll be back as soon as possible." Duan Yi squatted down, looking at Cheng Sheng's legs, the legs wrapped under the jeans, the legs were beautiful, but slender and weak.

He said in a deep voice: "Wait for me here, no matter what happens, I will definitely come back and find you."

Cheng Sheng smiled: "Even if there is a conflict with your superior's order, you will come back to me? Soldier?"

"Protecting you is my highest order." Duan Yi said.

"Who sent it?"

"The compound."

The smile on Cheng Sheng's face disappeared, and he twitched the corner of his mouth sarcastically: "Too late to regret?"

Without waiting for Duan Yi's answer, he directly opened the door by remote control, and said indifferently: "Captain Duan, you can go to carry out the new mission."

Duan Yi stood up and took a deep look at Cheng Sheng: "Take care and wait for me to come back."

Cheng Sheng looked at the back of the soldier walking towards the door, and was silent for two seconds. When the other party was about to close the iron door, he couldn't help opening his mouth, and warned awkwardly: "If you still have something in your head, you should know what is worth it. The risk, what is not worth it."

"Okay." Duan Yi's straight lips curved slightly, and his usually cold face softened a little.

Cheng Sheng curled his lips and turned the wheelchair to count his supplies.

He contacted the electrician and the decoration team, and within two days, they would come over to install grids on the exterior walls, iron doors and four windows.

The power grid is connected to the mobile phone, and it is in a dormant state at ordinary times, and can be activated at any time through the mobile phone.

He is a wheelchair-bound person with a broken leg, and only this house is the guarantee of his survival. ——at least until Duan Yi comes back.

Although the practice of installing grid guardrails violates the regulations on housing construction, there is only so little time left. Even if they are investigated and asked to demolish them, I am afraid that he will delay it for another day or two, and those people will not have the time to deal with them. He did it.

Cheng Sheng drastically remodeled his small house, aiming to transform this three-bedroom, two-living penthouse into an earthen bunker.

It has been a week since Duan Yi left, Cheng Sheng's life is still the same as before, nothing has changed.

The whole city is still in a peaceful and peaceful environment, and at worst, there are only street thieves.

It seemed that everything that happened that night in the snow mountain was buried under the thousand-foot snow mountain and would never enter the city.

But Cheng Sheng knew that the iron box codenamed Pandora had been opened.

Once an invasion begins, it does not end easily.

It penetrates everywhere.It will go over mountains and mountains, and sneak into the lives of ordinary people quietly.

……

"Professor, under what circumstances do you think the genes of ancient organisms will become dominant?" In Cheng Sheng's class, some students asked as usual.

This hypothesis comes from an article published by Cheng Sheng in a newspaper. To evaluate it in a lighter and humorous way, it is a well-founded mystification and serious nonsense.

But this hypothesis has received great support from the minority.

"In very extreme cases." Cheng Sheng replied, looking at the student, "Most people only develop 2%-8% of their brain potential, even Albert Einstein only developed 12%. The rest of the potential resides almost entirely in the right brain."

"If the development of potential reaches 15%, 20%, 50%..."

Cheng Sheng's voice is like a sea god siren, full of temptation and seduction, but all students who have taken Cheng Sheng's course are attracted by this characteristic and its hypothesis.

Those students looked at Cheng Sheng with yearning expressions.

"In everyone's genes, there are close to one ten thousandth of ancient biological genes, which are the precious heritage left by human beings in the long river of continuous evolution. The development of potential stimulates the awakening of genes." Cheng Sheng looked at the surrounding people. Students, "This hypothesis sounds absurd, but it is based on thousands of experimental data. It is true but with a small probability."

Cheng Sheng looked at the students below who proposed to discuss how to develop potential and stimulate genes.

He maneuvered the wheelchair to the front of the classroom, and all the students fell silent.

"From now on, everyone must pay attention to the details around them, pay attention to the news around them, write a paper of no less than [-] words, and focus on the theme..." Cheng Sheng assigned homework and asked everyone to hand in it in a month. Conduct weekly reports to report progress.

When the students below heard that they were going to write a thesis, they sighed and fell down.

Cheng Sheng looked at his students expressionlessly.

He hoped that in such a way, these young students could discover the clues as soon as possible and get ready.

After the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he spoke again: "The last reminder, make good use of the things in your little heads. It is a good thing to plan for a rainy day, classic and never timeless."

After he finished speaking, he left the classroom under the bewildered gazes of all the students.

"What do you mean by professor? What is a rainy day?"

"I don't know. The professor always said something that he didn't understand, but he was always right. Didn't the professor mention the outbreak of the epidemic in East Africa last time in class? It was verified after only a few days."

"Yeah, I still remember that some time ago, the medical school had a special research model that said the infection would be controlled, but it got out of control and slapped me in the face within a few days. In my opinion, it's not as accurate as Professor Cheng's casual words in class. .”

"Anyway, the professor remembers everything he says."

The students whispered after Cheng Sheng left.

After Cheng Sheng finished his class for the day, he went to the supermarket.

This is his almost fixed activity for nearly half a month, with a big supermarket purchase every three days.

The salesperson in the supermarket saw him familiarly.

This young professor is new here, and he is teaching at a nearby university. He is very handsome, but it is a pity that he cannot walk with his legs.

Every time, I bought big and small bags, and a person came over in a wheelchair.

"Professor Cheng bought so many things again, do you have enough to eat at home?" The salesperson chatted with him while scanning the barcodes on the goods.

It was less than three o'clock in the afternoon, adults were at work, children were in class, and there were not many people in the supermarket.

Cheng Sheng smiled when he heard the words: "Seeing that the house is full of food, my heart is settled."

The salesperson gave him a suspicious look, but didn't make any comments.

"Okay, the total is 438.20 yuan."

"Swipe your card."

When Cheng Sheng was about to pay, a piece of current news was broadcast on the TV above the salesperson's back——

"At [-] o'clock this morning, there was an injury accident in a vegetable market in Baolian District, Linjing City, causing six people to be seriously injured. All six people have been hospitalized for treatment."

A live broadcast with a mosaic appeared on the TV screen.

Faintly visible, there was a young man in short sleeves with a pale face, sunken eyes, and some spittle at the corner of his mouth.

He staggered to the entrance of the vegetable market. He was just staggering a little at first, but in the next second, no one expected that the other party would directly jump over the one-meter-wide booth and pounce on the vegetable seller in the booth.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

The video of the scene may have been secretly recorded with a mobile phone. It was a bit blurry, and it was processed into a mosaic. It was not very clear, but the blurry red blood stains on the ground were enough to see the tragedy of the scene.

Cheng Sheng's face suddenly turned ugly - the development was even faster than he expected.

The salesperson was also looking up at the news, and sighed: "Why are people like this now, are they crazy? What is there to grab in the market?"

"Do you think so?" The salesperson turned to ask Cheng Sheng, only to find that there was no one in front of him, "Huh? Walking so fast..."

Cheng Sheng returned home, downloaded the video from the news from the computer, de-noised and enlarged it, and played it in a loop.

He sat at the computer desk for an entire afternoon.

The sun went down, and the room was pitch black, and he didn't turn on the lights, only the faint blue light on the computer screen reflected his face.

Cheng Sheng's cell phone rang again and again until he picked it up.

"Dr. Cheng. We need you to come back." It was the tired and old voice of the dean of the Imperial Academy.

Cheng Sheng was silent on the other end of the phone for a long time, and he slowly said: "Linjing City is only more than 100 kilometers away from the Imperial Capital, and they appeared together, so what about the Imperial Capital?"

"...that is a colleague of our research institute. His wife is about to give birth, and he went back temporarily." The dean said, "He is responsible for taking over the BSL-4 level virus after you leave. Before he left, we did a full set of Checked and found no infection."

"...It's the incubation period." Cheng Sheng frowned and thought for two seconds, then he quickly understood.

He spoke quickly, "There were no signs of illness during the incubation period, and it was not detected. This is normal... A set of testing reagents for detecting carriers during the incubation period must be produced as soon as possible."

"We are researching, but we have encountered a bottleneck. Only you know this virus best, and we need you, Cheng Sheng." The dean's voice was extremely tired.

Since the bodies of the four Himalayan soldiers were transported to the research compound, he has not closed his eyes for almost a whole week.

"There is no infected body to test, even if it is me..." Cheng Sheng paused, narrowed his eyes, and his face quickly sank. He reacted quickly, "The four soldiers were sent to the Imperial Capital?"

"As you said, we need infected bodies for experiments."

"..." Even though Cheng Sheng knew it was necessary, he still wanted to curse.

This is tantamount to dropping a nuclear bomb into the imperial capital.Even if it is transported to the inaccessible frontier research institute, it is better than leaving it in the imperial capital.

Once the imperial capital, which has the largest floating population, gets out of control, it will exacerbate the loss of control in the whole country.