Fast Time Traveling: Ten Worlds Backward Chasing

Since Zhu Chang was identified as a mutated zombie, the research center conducted more and more experiments on him, from collecting blood to cutting his skin, and finally even cutting his belly.

Now, as a mutated zombie, his physical recovery ability is very fast. No matter how excessively he is treated, he can recover as before, but the severe pain is not less, or even worse.Perhaps, this is the price for quick recovery from wounds.

Zhu Xie was lying on the cold laboratory table, thinking idly, he could feel the wound on his body itching slightly, it was healing, just now, those research clerks had just taken some blood and * from his body.

What day is this?three days?Or four days? The first room has no windows and is always brightly lit with white lamps. The time is judged by the frequencies of the researchers.

During this period, the little researcher who cared about him, but whose wrist was pinched off by him, also came here. Zhu Chang looked at the little researcher who was calmly cutting the skin on his arm with one hand, and looked at him from his plastered arm. Moved away, moved his lips, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

The little researcher accidentally made a heavy movement, and then carefully lightened it, but didn't say a word.

Zhu Xing looked at him, then closed his eyes, between the mutated zombies and humans, it was a deadlock, without any possibility of relief.

After a few more days of such half-dead days, Zhu Zhang met an unexpected person.

"Shouldn't you be with Lu Mu?" Zhu Chong frowned and looked at the gentle young man with eyes in front of him.

"Yes."

The gentle young man is Sun Yan from the Wolf Squad. He reacted calmly to Zhu Tong's question, as if it was the most normal for him to appear here.

"How did you get in?"

Sun Yan smiled, and slowly took off his glasses in front of Zhu Chong, his eyes shone with a strange red light.

"You don't need to know how I got in, you just need to understand that I'm here to rescue you, that's all."

As Sun Yan said, stretching out his hand as if he didn't use much force, he broke the iron cuffs on Zhu's wrist, followed by those on his feet and neck, until all the iron cuffs were broken, and Zhu Zong supported his arms slowly. Sit up slowly, "You..."

Sun Yan brought Zhu Chong shoes, watched Zhu Chong put on the shoes, helped him stand up, and then smiled and said: "I am, your kind."

Zhu Xi withdrew Sun Yan's grasping hand, turned her head, and looked at him sharply, "What's wrong with Lu Mu!"

"Hey Hey hey!"

Sun Yan took a step back when he was watched by Zhu, and raised his hands to show his innocence, "I don't want to do anything to our captain~"

"Knock knock-knock-knock-"

At this time, there was a rhythmic knock on the door.

"Ah, we have to go."

"what?"

The door was also pushed open, and the little researcher walked in, and then closed the door tightly.

The little researcher looked at Zhu Zhang and Sun Yan, walked over without changing his expression, took off his experimental white robe and protective glasses, threw them to Zhu Zhang, and said in a cold tone: "Change."

"He'll help us out, you two change your clothes."

Zhu Xuan held the white robe and looked at the little researcher hesitantly, "Why...you want to help me?"

The little researcher put on Zhu Chang's clothes nimbly, and when he heard Zhu Chang's words, he glanced at him, as if he was looking at him, but also as if he was nostalgic.

"I've seen... people like you."

"Similar? Do you mean... mutated zombies?"

"Yes, we... used to be good friends."

"Then he... your good friend, how is it now?"

Seeing the young researcher's young face full of nostalgia and memories, Zhu Xun asked cautiously.

The little researcher was stunned for a moment, then his expression became cold again, "Dead."

"You get dressed, get out as soon as you're done."

"Okay, let's go."

Sun Yan came up and pulled the bamboo pole and walked out. The little researcher behind him leaned on the experimental platform to watch them leave.

After leaving the first room, Zhu Xiao followed Sun Yan with his head down, and walked out quickly. The journey went smoothly. Surprisingly, there were no people in the research center today.

When the two finally reached the first floor and were about to walk out of the research center building, Sun Yan was stopped by someone.

"Ah, Mr. Sun!"

Seeing Sun Yan, a female researcher yelled happily. Because the sound was so loud, many people in the hall on the first floor glanced here.

Bamboo was very nervous, he felt his heart was about to jump out.

The female researcher ran over happily and greeted Sun Yan, "Mr. Sun, why are you free to come to the research center? Isn't your wolf team going to perform a mission?"

"Ah—our captain sent me back first to deliver some information about mutant zombies."

"Well, it really helped us a lot."

"Hmm, you should be busy first, I'm leaving first, and I have to go back in a hurry."

"Well, be safe, Mr. Sun!"

Finally bid farewell to the female researcher, Sun Yan stepped out of the gate of the research center with Zhu Tong, Zhu Tong took a deep breath, just as he was relieved, a voice came from behind.

"Where do you want to go?"

Zhu Xun trembled all over and turned his head abruptly. Yang Zhiwei pointed his gun at him, and behind him was the little researcher who was restrained by several people.

Yang Zhiwei pursed his lips, and glanced contemptuously at the struggling little researcher next to him, "What do you think you saved? Humans? Oh, how naive. I'll let you see the difference between humans and zombies." .”

As he said that, Yang Zhiwei fired, and Sun Yan quickly pulled the bamboo stick, and the thing fired from the gun still hit the bamboo stick on the back.

Sun Yan glanced at it, frowned and pulled it out, "It's an injection, what is it?"

Zhu Xi looked at the needle tube, the medicine in it was empty, he shook his head, and didn't feel any special feeling in his body, just as he was about to speak, he suddenly fell straight down.

"What's wrong with you?" Sun Yan immediately bent down to help him.

Zhu Ling held Sun Yan's hand tightly, and the other hand was on her neck, "Quick, quick, help me, I'm so hungry and thirsty—"

"How come? Why is it happening now? It was difficult to control when I first became a mutated zombie, but...it's been so long, how can I still lose my mind??" Sun Yan was also panicked. He grabbed the bamboo stick tightly and wanted to take him away. , Yang Zhiwei waved his hand, and another group of soldiers came to surround them.

"What are you doing? He is your major general!"

"No, he's a zombie." Yang Zhiwei retorted, his triumphant smile looked disgusting.

"I, I can't control it anymore, I'm so hungry, so hungry——"

Sun Yan could hardly grasp the bamboo stick that was constantly struggling in his arms. He looked at Yang Zhiwei with a gloomy gaze, and slowly let go of the bamboo stick. He said, "You will regret it." Yes, he is different from me."

As he said that, Sun Yan flashed and disappeared in front of everyone at a speed different from ordinary people.

As for Zhuzhen, he had slowly stood up, raised his head, and looked at Yang Zhiwei with a pair of gray eyes.

"shot!"

Yang Zhiwei yelled, and a dozen guns were aimed at the bamboo stick at the same time and fired.

The bullet hit the ground, causing a burst of dust. After the dust passed, there was no Zhuang in front of everyone.

"what!!"

I don't know who screamed, which attracted everyone's attention. When I looked over, I found that the person had fallen to the ground without a sound. There was a huge hole in his chest, which was empty without a heart.

"Pooh--"

Standing behind Yang Zhiwei, Zhuxuan spat out the bitten heart and crushed the remaining part in his hand.

"It's unpalatable."

He raised his hand and grabbed Yang Zhiwei who was caught off guard. Looking at Yang Zhiwei's panicked eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up strangely, "I don't know if your heart is delicious?"

Yang Zhiwei wanted to escape, but as soon as he turned around, a hand pierced his chest. He felt his heart being held, "Bamboo! You can't—"

"Puchi-"

Yang Zhiwei fell straight to the ground, revealing the bamboo stick standing behind him holding a heart. He looked confused, leaned over and sniffed the beating warm heart in his hand, and finally threw it on the ground in disgust. Stepping on it, he didn't care about the scarlet blood on his feet.

Everything he sees is gray now, only the red lights of the constantly moving humans are shining, as if the food that is constantly emitting attractive aromas is tempting him.

He felt pain again, he didn't know if it was a headache or a pain in his heart, he just felt that the splashed blood and warm flesh would make him feel better.

But who is he?

Who is he waiting for?

"Burn it—"

The handsome mutated zombie muttered to himself, and the high-temperature fire in his hand continued to grow, starting from the corpse under his feet, and burning out little by little.

An hour later, the unburned corpses crawled up one by one, with no eyeballs and stiff bodies. Now, they have become human-eating monsters.

At the same time, countless zombies gathered outside base y, and hundreds of mutated zombies were mixed among them, constantly impacting the protective wall of base y.

Sun Yan stood in the crowd of zombies, but the zombies coming and going turned a blind eye to him. He looked at the precarious protective wall of the base, and the soldiers and mercenary squads, even the elderly and children, who were constantly being swallowed into the tide of zombies, and sighed. The tone, but the tone was rather gloating: "What should we do now? Things are getting worse."

At the same time, on the national road back to city y, Lu Mu stepped on the accelerator again and again. He had already fetched the research materials of city n, but he had a very bad feeling that base y... Qi Qing... ...something must have happened.

He glanced at his now empty left arm, and stepped on the gas pedal again.

Qi Qing, wait for me to come back!