A Doctor's Zombie Feeding Diary

The intelligent system in my room and the one in the laboratory share the same host, and the data separated from the network can also be connected to each other. The confidentiality is quite high, so I don't worry about information leakage.When Niyo stored all the deciphered information in this chip, he should have taken corresponding security measures. He is quite careful in this regard.

Not long after I entered the room and settled Gerald, I heard the warning sound from the protective device.I stood by the window and took a look, just in time to see Jiali Miweier and the three of them walking out of the protective shield together, and leaving the residential area in an aircraft.

After watching them disappear from the field of vision, I sat in front of the desk, patted the waist of Gerald who was leaning on my desk, and asked him to move to the side, and then introduced the chip into the terminal interface.When the monitor came on, Gerald looked back at the screen on the desk, and poked his finger at the screen.I laughed, grabbed his fingers and pulled his whole hand back onto his lap to keep him from messing around.

He's very interested in technology, which I've discovered since I was in graduate school, and he's always staring at these screens, not caring what's on them.If you think about it on the bright side, it should be said that he is full of curiosity about everything displayed on the video screen.These are technological products that he basically never saw during his time in the wasteland area. Even if there were, they were probably just some old terminals that hadn't been completely broken.So I can fully understand his curious movements and demeanor - but with his current ability, it is not enough to understand and learn these things, he still needs time.

After I turned on the host computer, I first transmitted the report on C-V27 that I had summarized with Conordo yesterday, including Gerald's blood sampling report. I flipped through the information, but still found nothing.Gerald's thinking is recovering slowly and steadily. According to reports, the HLM virus in his body is gradually weakening, but there is no sign of the cause of the weakening of the virus and the related antibodies.The only thing Conordo and I can be sure of is that the gradual weakening of the HLM virus has absolutely nothing to do with time.Among the infected people we have been in contact with so far, there are countless patients who have been infected much longer than him, and their condition is still terrible. Gerald is the only one whose condition has improved.

I sorted out the data and reset the defense network in the host computer, and then called out the data imported by the chip and put it on the display.

At the first glance, I couldn't help frowning.

Niyo and ZZ only intercepted two reports in total, and I first opened the first one, which was a report on the physical fitness of people infected with vicious viruses.If it was just an ordinary test report and a summary, I wouldn't be surprised, but judging from what's displayed on the screen, it's obviously a human experiment report.At the same time, I also noticed that some of the data in the materials are quite familiar, and they are generally the same as the conclusions I have drawn with several groups of the research institute in the past few years, and there are some data that I have never seen before.For example, the muscle resistance and subcutaneous tissue analysis of patients with malignant virus infection, this analysis report on superficial fascia is extremely detailed, and it should be the data obtained by directly scanning the human body with a medical scanning analyzer.Below are some analyzes that focus on the bones.

All these data have one thing in common, that is, it is absolutely impossible to do without relying on precision instruments.The resistance of patients with malignant virus infection to experiments is also a fact that we have seen for all the past few years. Except for deep anesthesia, it is impossible to make patients with malignant virus infection sit in the laboratory like lambs to be slaughtered for them to watch. These reports At first glance, it is a living experiment, and it is impossible to draw conclusions from corpses.However, the current medical anesthetics are extremely harmful to patients infected with malignant viruses. Depending on the individual, they may even directly threaten the lives of patients. The state is out of control, and a small part will directly fall asleep.

This is also the main reason why I dare not give Gerald a deeper physical examination so far. I must not threaten his health. I can only wait for him to recover slowly and cooperate with my examination. Slowly draw useful information from his physical state.

I continued to scroll down, and my mood became more dignified.In addition to these basic human body test reports, there are even some more extreme data in this report, such as the adaptability of the skin of a person infected with a malignant virus to temperature. The report lists a maximum value and a minimum value, There are even poison resistance tests for patients.With so much data, how did they draw their conclusions?

A certain research institute a few years ago—I can’t remember the name clearly. They privately captured and studied people infected with the vicious virus. Later, due to insufficient protective measures, the infected people escaped from the isolation room and caused serious damage to the research institute. After the horrific casualties, the government issued a new regulation, unless the army or the government directly ordered to capture infected people and conduct research on them, no research institute could conduct private investigations.

Carrie Miville is the captain of the crusade against those infected with the vicious virus, so he has the right to send Gerald to the research institute for investigation, but this does not mean that other people still enjoy this right, and these materials are obviously recent In vivo experiment report.

I read the entire report in silence, and finally understood what Niyo's expression meant when he handed the chip to me.Leaving aside the information that was obviously leaked from our research institute, just these brand new in vivo experiment reports are enough to give me a headache.

Both of these materials were received or sent through Director Ge Geerli, and the materials summarized by me and the research teams of the Institute are probably also circulated from him.However, when I left, I stated that the research institute has the right to use and exchange the summary reports I have drawn over the past few years, so I can ignore this aspect for the time being.But this message from Dr. Runason Hughes is not so simple.

I thought about it for a while, temporarily saved this information in the host computer, and opened another intercepted message.

This message is obviously not as complete as the information just now. It is all scattered words and numbers. I browsed it roughly and speculated that it should be a code word or a fake code that had been confirmed between them in advance.If you just read it in this way, these words can't be connected into sentences at all, and you can't find a starting point to speculate. I guess Niyo didn't understand it very well, so he didn't explain anything to me, and directly handed over the two decrypted messages to I.

I also saved the content of this message, opened the contact window with ZZ, and asked about their situation.They responded quickly, telling me that they have successfully intercepted the signal that was just being traced and tried to crack the defense network of my host, and everything is normal now.

I simply responded and closed the window.My mind is pretty disorganized right now, with so much information piling up in my head that I don't even know where to start.Leaning back in the chair and twisting my shoulders, I tried to recall something about Lunathan Hughes.

In fact, the experience of that period of time is probably too long. Except for some very important events, I can’t remember the other researchers in the same group or daily trivial things.If it wasn't for the blood sample from Bitum Mecca this time, I found the photos of these guys from the system again, otherwise I might not even remember what they looked like.

In the end I didn't come to any useful conclusions either.In my impression, this person has always been very ordinary. During the period of joint research and study, he did not perform particularly outstandingly, his usual behavior was also quite satisfactory, and he did not make any mistakes in the experiment.But it is precisely because he is so normal that I have no impression of him.

I closed my eyes and sorted out my thoughts. By the way, I also recalled the information about the research institute he is currently in. It seems to be a small research institute in the north. It is reasonable to say that he has more exposure to benign HLM viruses.Most of their work should also be related to benign viruses, rather than systematically studying people infected with malignant viruses.On this basis, I also thought of Director Ge Geerli and the two people who came from nowhere by his side before I left.

Niyo's intuition is very accurate. It seems that it is indeed necessary to investigate these matters. The reason why I stayed here in the capital was to collect more information.

As I was thinking about it, I felt a itching on my chin.I didn't even need to open my eyes to know that Gerald was messing with me again, so I raised my hand and grabbed his wrist accurately.

After opening my eyes, I met his staring eyes, smiled, and temporarily relaxed my tense brain, and stretched out a finger to point out the window, "Do you want to go out?"

Gerald shifted his gaze along the direction of my finger, looked out the window in a daze, then turned his head to look at me again.

"Do you want to go out?" I asked again, took his hand and pulled him off the table, stood up and stood by the window with him, and pointed out the window again, "Do you want to, or don't you want to?"

Gerald looked at me for a while, his eyes seemed to be a little clearer, he opened his mouth to me, and tried to squeeze the syllables from his throat: "Think...Think."

I laughed and patted his head lightly, "Okay, I'll take you out."

The author has something to say: Leotir finally asked: "Yes, orno?" Gerald answered "Ye...Yes." Because the Chinese directly said "Yes, or not?" Weird, So I didn't write it like that, and changed it to a more fluent statement.