The cannon fodder doesn't want to accept his fate [Quick Transmigration]

The man looked at Xing Ran and didn't deny it.

Xing Ran could see that he really wanted to smile at him, because in his opinion, the man's expression was dull but his eyes were gentle.

It may be due to the influence of mutation, but the man who has not turned into a zombie is still different from ordinary people. For example, he cannot speak or make rich expressions. For example, he is agile and can teleport quietly. Perhaps there are other special abilities that have not yet been revealed.

But as always, this person is his Mr. Mysterious.

The electronic watch on the white wall beeped, and in the blink of an eye, the figure of the man disappeared, and when he reappeared in front of Xing Ran a few seconds later, he grabbed a crucian carp whose gills were still opening and closing.

He held up the frisky fish that he got from somewhere, and tilted his head towards Xing Ran.

Xing Ran understood his question, rolled his eyes and said, "Sir, why don't we have crucian carp tofu soup for lunch?"

The man nodded, turned around and put the fish on the chopping board, and handled the fish scales and internal organs calmly with a knife in his hand, leaving Xing Ran with a virtuous and capable back.

Xing Ran sat at the side, resting his chin on one hand, watching him busy with starting a fire, frying fish, cooking soup, and adding ingredients. Soon, under the melodious sound of the soup in the pot, the rich and fresh fragrance wafted along with it. Xing Ran's nasal cavity, and finally took the shallots from the hydroponic room, chopped them and sprinkled them on, and a milky white and delicious crucian carp tofu soup was completed.

The man spread the tablecloth on the dining table, set the cutlery, and then served a small bowl of soup to Xing Ran.

Xing Ran took a deep breath on the dense aroma above the mouth of the bowl, and narrowed his eyes: "Sir, it turns out that you are so good at cooking!"

The corner of the man's lips raised slightly, and he handed Xing Ran a spoon.

After Xing Ran took it, he couldn't wait to take a sip. The warm current flowed from the esophagus to the stomach and then to the limbs and bones, nourishing every cell in his body. The fishbone had already been cleaned up, and when the milky white fish meat entered his mouth, it was so beautiful that it was unbearable. Can't help sighing.

"Sir, don't you want to eat?"

The small bowl was almost finished by him, Xing Ran licked his lips and looked at the man.

The man shook his head, took the porcelain bowl from Xing Ran, and filled another bowl for him.

"The soup made by Mr. is really delicious." Xing Ran showed regret, "It's really a pity that I can't eat it."

The man's warm hand caressed the top of Xing Ran's head, and the dark red eyes seemed to reveal warmth.

How come it seems that he was comforted instead?

But the weight on the top of his head was quickly removed, and when Xing Ran was still in the aftertaste, a bowl of fruit salad was placed in front of him.

Xing Ran smiled obediently: "Thank you sir."

The man patted his head again, then turned to clear the plate.

After eating and drinking enough, Xing Ran started to get down to business.

Although this laboratory is not as advanced and well-equipped as the original owner's previous one, most of the experimental equipment and medicines are still available.With super strong memory and hands-on ability, Xing Ran kept arranging, extracting, refining and merging in the laboratory. At night, the reagents needed for various experiments were almost ready.

"Hmm...almost tried the white mice for medicine, sir?"

Hearing the call, the man who had been standing guard at the door entered the house in the blink of an eye.

Xing Ran explained his request, the man nodded and left. After a few minutes, the man came back with a cage in one hand.

"You even captured the mutated mice and normal healthy mice separately, sir, you are awesome!"

Being praised, the corners of the man's lips raised slightly, and then he withdrew to leave a quiet space for Xing Ran.

5117 looked at Xing Ran's research over and over again, overturning the experiment proposed by the original owner and the others over and over again, and couldn't help but wonder: "Host, why don't you just ask the antibody for some tissue or blood research? Wouldn't it save a lot of detours? "

"5117, he doesn't shed tears or sweat, what am I going to take from him? Blood? But his blood won't flow..."

Xing Ran shook his head and continued, "Just using a knife to make a cut in the skin won't let anything flow out. If you want to get blood, you have to cut the flesh."

"Remove his blood-connected body tissues for research, regardless of whether he will feel pain or not, 5117, I can't do it."

"But the host, Tang Xiuyi has now arrived in safe area A under the escort of Zuo Yu. Don't forget that our task is to develop drug rehab medicine one step ahead of him and slap him in the face. The longer the time drags on, the worse it will be for everyone. not good!"

Hearing the words, Xing Ran remained silent, and the speed of dispensing the medicine in his hand became faster. This time, he not only had to complete the task, end the doomsday early, but also protect that man.

Whether it is Shen Wuqian, Yan Zhong, Luo Wuli or the current Mr. Unknown, please change him to protect him once.

Since Xing Ran entered this laboratory, he hasn't been out for a month.

Someone feeds the food, someone takes care of the daily life, and someone fetches what is needed. Perhaps there is such a powerful person sitting in the town, and no zombies dare to approach within a five-kilometer radius.

This small laboratory has become a small world for the two of them. Even in the face of day-to-day experiments, they never feel boring.

"squeak--!"

After injecting a tube of blue potion into the body of the mutated mouse, the violent and bloodthirsty little animal became gentle and quiet at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Xing Ran showed joy.

"5117, look, the little white mouse has become normal, right?"

"Yes, the host! The genetically disordered cells are recovering and recombining!"

"Great! Let's try with other creatures!"

Next, Xing Ran found cats, dogs, chickens and ducks, etc., and the feedback was very good, Xing Ran was very excited.

"Now it's just the last step to test on people."

Xing Ran asked the man to drive him to the zombie activity place five kilometers away, and then got out of the car alone with a few tubes of medicine.

I was lucky, I ran into a young zombie not too far away, although he was not as tall as him, but when he saw Xing Ran, he was about to pounce on him viciously.

Xing Ran sideways avoided the sharp claws, took out the potion and stabbed the zombie's neck, then took a few steps back to observe his reaction.

The zombie paused for a moment, and then looked confused, as if the starting point had worked?Xing Ran's eyes moved slightly.

However, in the next second, after the zombie roared, he pulled out the needle and crushed it with his bare hands. His red eyes looked extremely angry.

Xing Ran was shocked.

Why would it not work?

Xing Ran was still thinking about what went wrong, he was stunned for a while, but he ignored that the zombies not far away were in a runaway mode, and when the black sharp claws were about to attack, his body fell into a cold embrace.

He was carried by the man and moved a long distance in an instant, and the wind and sand kept blowing up around him.

It hurt slightly on Xing Ran's thin face.

Xing Ran lowered his head, his forehead just pressed against the man's heartless chest, and his voice was deep.

"Sir, I still failed."

He was too conceited, too eager for success.

The man put him into the car, rubbed his head gently, then pulled out his palm, and wrote a few words on his palm with his cool fingertips.

"Use-me-do-experiment."

Xing Ran's heart trembled violently.