A Doctor's Zombie Feeding Diary

I searched every corner of Mecca, but apart from the white object he took out before, there was indeed nothing else.I took out the white object and took a look in my hand. I was able to confirm that this object is a one-time item, and it will lose its function after being used by Mecca. Even if I take it apart now, it is meaningless.

Gerald squatted beside me and watched me search him all over, until I shook my head at him in vain, and then stood up again.

"Let's go, do the most important thing first." I took two steps back, glanced at Mecca's body, and sighed, "It is impossible to burn the body in the forest, so let him stay here for the time being. It should not have any impact on the forest."

"Those infected people don't seem to be interested in his blood, they are completely controlled." Gerald held my hand and said, "The signal from the metal box has less and less influence on me... In a few days, maybe I won't be able to sense those signals."

"Then we came just in time." I smiled and rubbed his head, "The clues have been found so smoothly in these few operations, and most of the credit for finding them all the way can be attributed to you. If we If you can return smoothly for the first time, the government will give you a lifetime honor medal—let’s go and find out where the source of that signal is.”

"It's not far from here." Gerald said again, "There don't seem to be other infected people nearby, but I can always sense the approximate location of those metal boxes. The other team members should not be able to destroy them yet."

"Maybe it's because the HLM virus in your body has not completely lost its effectiveness, so it is more or less connected with this signal. Don't worry about them, even if the vicious virus infected person is indeed very strong, but the siege team has been in the past few years. Since then, the battle with the infected is not an ordinary joke, and it is not so helpless to fight back against the enemy."

As I spoke, I shook his hand in the opposite direction, and after releasing it, I moved with him along the area pointed by him and the special infected person before.

Although there are not many trees in this area, there are quite a few slopes. It is not clear whether it is the natural curvature of the ground formed by this forest, or it is caused by the artificial traces underground.It seems that this forest has been out of the range of normal growth a long time ago, and it may be the artificial traces underground that support these plants to survive the severe loss of nutrients—this reminds me of The huge instrument in the basement before.If that instrument wasn't the signal source affecting those infected with the vicious virus, then it might be the heart of this forest, the core of the entire basement.

It's a pity that Mecca chose to detonate not long after we entered the basement.Now that piece of underground building is estimated to have been completely buried under the soil and vegetation. If you want to search it thoroughly, you will probably have to send a lot of detection machines over.

After we bypassed another low slope, there was another piece of flat land lower than where we stood.What is slightly different this time is that the flat land in front of us is a building that is considered quite large for this forest. The outer layer of the entire building is gray and white, which looks very old. And it doesn't look like the type of building that will be built in recent years.

"In there," Gerald whispered to me.

I turned my head slightly and leaned into his ear and asked, "Aside from that signal, can you find anything else?"

Gerald stared at the building for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't know, there's no smell, and I can't hear the sound inside."

I nodded, thinking about his words.Since even Gerald couldn't hear the sound inside, it at least shows that the protective measures of this building are quite good. We can't get any useful information from the outside, so we can only choose to approach directly.

Before stepping out of the shade provided by the trees with Gerald, I took another careful look at the shape of the building.Except for a gray and white exterior wall, the style of the entire building is like the houses built by rich people in various manors with fertile land when any region in the world was open more than ten years ago.The building is not too tall, only two floors at most, but it occupies a rather large area, almost occupying the entire open space.

In addition to the shape, what caught my attention the most were the vegetation clinging to the wall.There are even some plant vines that I have never seen before, or that I can't name, spread all the way along the exterior wall net, until the roof of the building is also included under the green stems and leaves.

I stood there silent for a few seconds, stretched out my hand to grab Gerrard, smiled at him, and walked slowly to the main entrance of the building to stand still.

Gerald has been talking again, there should be no other vicious virus infected people nearby who can threaten us, so I was very relieved in the process of taking him to the front of the building, and entrusted him with unreserved trust .

After standing in front of the door for a moment, I put my gloved hand on the handle.This kind of door handle is also a very old style, and it has been difficult to see it in the past few years. When Jiali Miweier and I took Ai Weilang to Mr. Felischer's house for vacation, it was used in his manor. It seems to be this old-fashioned door handle.

I originally thought that no matter how old the building is, there should be some protective measures on the gate, so I opened the guard before even holding the door handle, but until I opened the whole door smoothly, None were attacked.

This kind of style is really in line with the impression of this gentleman in my mind.

I opened the door and looked at the center of the door——a gray-haired old man was sitting there. There was a distance between us, and I could only vaguely see his figure, but I couldn't distinguish him. when.

But even though I can’t see his face, it’s still the same as Mecca said before, the blood that connects us is always a shackle that can’t be cut, even if I close my eyes, I can’t forget his life before me and impressions left in memory.

I sighed and pushed the door all the way open.

"……Father."