Dust of Rebirth

"Because you won't be able to let go of the mortal world." Xing Qian didn't mind if the other party refused the tea he had prepared, but a short and plain sentence explained many things.

Tan Fan frowned and couldn't help frowning: "You have been observing."

Xing Qian didn't answer Tan Fan's question directly, but instead said: "I made a mistake last time. The IQ and EQ of the people I have finally cultivated are not high enough. I don't have time. If I leave for a while, more than half of them will be killed or injured. It is rare to have such a chance to do it all over again, and I think that if I bet on you this time, I will definitely not let me down."

Tan Fan's eyes were full of emotions, and he didn't speak. He was used to controlling the situation, and he didn't like this feeling at all.

"Fan Chen's injury is the least of your worries. How do you think he suffered such a serious injury until you took him to the hospital?" Xing Qian said a seemingly serious question as if he was joking, "He It is a monster for killing, as long as he is sent out to kill zombies, it will be fine in a few days."

Even if Xing Qian is serious, it is impossible for Tan Fan to take the current Fan Chen out, but he cares about Xing Qian's monster.

"What's the matter with the mutation of the mortal world?"

Xing Qian touched the ends of his hair, and said lightly, "My hair is not dyed."

There was no reaction on Tan Fan's face, but his heart was shaken.

With a move of Xing Qian's hand, he gently shook the teacup, and the tea in the cup spun along with his movements: "Even if I don't want to admit it anymore, I can't ignore the inheritance of genes."

Tan Fan remembered the ring that Xing Qian put on Fan Chen's hand: "What is that bracelet for?"

Xing Qian took a sip of black tea, the cold wind had blown the heat, and the entrance was just warm: "I told you when I put it on for him, that bracelet is for restraint, in order to prevent his special appearance from being revealed too quickly, such as I do."

Tan Fan took a closer look and realized that the pupils of the person in front of him were actually very deep blue. If there was a stronger light, they would be as dazzling as sapphires.

Xing Qian put down his teacup, and said in a calm tone, "Fanchen's blood is not pure, so the color is not pure enough, it is white."

Tan Fan remembers that Fan Chen was no different from ordinary people: "He used to be an ordinary person."

Xing Qian raised his eyes and looked at Tan Fan: "The gene has not reached a certain level, and the appearance will not change too much. It's just that it coincides with the troubled times, and the virus in the air has contributed to his growth."

"Whether this disaster is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster." This question has always been buried in Tan Fan's mind. Since Xing Qian and the others are so developed, and they are so familiar with zombies and crystal nuclei, there are many problems.

"This virus is marked as H237, which is absolutely prohibited." Xing Qian poured himself a cup of tea again, and said, "I dare not use it, but others dare, as long as they throw things into the water, the spread area will be large." considerable."

Tan Fan's breath sank slightly, but he didn't react too much.

Xing Qian knew that this person had facial paralysis, but he was so calm about this answer, he couldn't help looking at Tan Fan a few times.

Before Tan Fan could ask, he said, "There is an antidote, but it is expensive and not available in the market. If you want it, you have to develop and manufacture it yourself."

Tan Fan didn't frown after hearing this: "Deal."

"That's why I am optimistic about you." Xing Qian smiled a little appreciatively, and from the beginning of the gentle and elegant image, he instantly became a sophisticated businessman. "Businessmen gather for profit, and disperse if there is no profit. The enemy you will meet in the future may have a huge backer."

Xing Qian said this just to let Tan Fan know that only cooperation can survive, but they lack the most basic trust, and they are destined not to last long.

His smile disappeared quickly. Compared with the usual smile in the previous conversation, now he often looks indifferent and uninterested: "Don't take off the bracelet easily, the appearance of the mortal world will change quickly. At that time, you don’t need to be placed by others, your team is like wearing a big label, as long as you are seen, you can find out your whereabouts by asking casually.”

Tan Fan sat in the cold wind for more than half an hour. He only took a sip of the coffee in his hand and didn't move. It's completely cold now.

It can't be said that he believes Xing Qian, now he can only go to verify what Xing Qian said.

"According to my development speed, I'm afraid I can't keep up with your footsteps." Tan Fan looked at someone with a smile on his face.

Xing Qian looked at him and didn't speak again for a long time...

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When Tan Fan came back, the warm room and the sleeping people made him feel soft, and he sat down on the bed lightly, thinking of the deal he made with Xing Qian, he fell into deep thought.

Fan Chen wanted to turn over in his sleep, but when he moved, his body throbbed in pain, his brows frowned even tighter, and he woke up directly.

Tan Fan gently kissed Fan Chen's forehead: "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Fan Chen felt that Tan Fan was wrapped in a cloud of air-conditioning, his whole body was cold, as if he had just come back from outside, and then looked at the gray sky outside, "Woke up so early?"

"Something." Tan Fan didn't say much about Xing Qian, "I need to go out these two days."

"Well, be careful." Fan Chen can only think of the base for this, probably because he is recuperating here, and everyone has to stay and set off with the teams collecting food and supplies.

"En." Tan Fan took out a camouflage uniform from the space, took off the leather jacket on his body, and changed all the clothes into the same ones as Xiao Luo and the others.

Fan Chen's eyes seemed to be tied to Tan Fan's body, seeing him with a well-proportioned figure, slender limbs, and those abdominal muscles... Although he has seen it many times, he is still so amazing.

If Xiao Luo and the others looked like soldiers in camouflage uniforms, then Tan Fan was like an officer sitting in a trench directing operations, but at the moment this old man is putting on equipment.

The pistol is the most basic, mainly because he is also equipped with grenades and shotguns... Looking at Tan Fan who is fully armed, Fan Chen is actually a little depressed.

"Will this be too luxurious?"

Unexpectedly, Tan Fan not only did this, but also did it very eye-catchingly. At first glance, he was the one with the most weapons and equipment in the team.

Fan Chen pulled the quilt for himself. Although Tan Fan didn't explain why he did it, he subconsciously felt that Tan Fan must have other reasons for doing so.

After Tan Fan changed his clothes, he hid a gun and stuffed it under Fan Chen's pillow, and stuffed two Swiss Army knives in the crevice on the edge of the bed, so long as Fan Chen stretched out his hand, he could hook it.

Fan Chen opened his mouth: "Is this necessary?"

In case of an emergency, he can use these things from the space, and there is no need to hide them in advance.

Tan Fan locked the window carefully, and said calmly, "Be prepared."

Li Menghua and Zhao Zhiwen went upstairs together, and before knocking on the door, the door opened by itself. It was nothing, but the two saw Tan Fan wearing all the equipment, not like setting out to find supplies, but rather exaggerating like going out to fight .

Zhao Zhiwen looked at Tan Fan with a strange look, thinking that this boss looks cold and acts resolutely and calmly, did he not expect to have such a flirtatious feeling?

Seeing Zhao Zhiwen's expression, Fan Chen tried to make up the lines of his mental activity, and couldn't help laughing, but when he laughed, the wound on his abdomen throbbed with pain, and he remembered what he had just made up in his head, and wanted to laugh again. In Li Menghua's eyes, there was an awkward expression of smiling and frowning for a while.

But it only took one night, why do you feel that both the boss and the young master have been bewitched?

Zhao Zhiwen came to help Fan Chen check the condition of the wound and change the dressing, and Li Menghua came to help. It was only after six o'clock, and Li Yuanyi woke up to make breakfast for everyone.

After Tan Fan went downstairs, he found that everyone was awake, sitting in the lobby on the first floor, waiting for Li Yuanyi to feed.

When Tan Fan came downstairs, everyone's eyes were cast on him.

Xiao Luo's eyes lit up: "Boss, you're so handsome!"

Xiao Luo was so excited that he went to Lin Chenxi to ask for equipment, but Tan Fan didn't stop him. Instead, he asked everyone to change to a more luxurious one.

Although Liu Wenbin did as he did, he had doubts in his heart and couldn't help but ask, "Boss, will this be too eye-catching?"

"It's dangerous outside." After finishing speaking, Tan Fan added, "Take care of yourself after setting off. The supplies can only be distributed to those who return with their lives."

Tan Fan's words sounded very strange, but Wu Peishan couldn't understand them, and Wang Chengfei and Wang Chengfei looked at each other in blank dismay, Xiao Luo didn't understand even more, and looked a little dazed.

"Boss said that the supplies can only be distributed if you come back alive, so those who die are saved for everyone." Liu Wenbin smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his tone sounded very relaxed, even with a little joy. Just half dead."

Yuan Ye rubbed his chin and said with a half-smile: "The equipment is so good, no wonder we can all come back smoothly, and others can't."

Zhao Zhiwen came down from upstairs, and when he heard what they said, he felt a chill running down his back. It seemed that a cold wind suddenly blew in the hall on the first floor, which made him feel cold all over.

Everyone was busy picking out equipment, and Tan Fan was the first to spot Zhao Zhiwen who was going downstairs.

"What's the matter?" Tan Fan's tone was indifferent, the bottom of his eyes were as deep as a still pool, calm and calm.

Zhao Zhiqiang was nearly twice as old as Tan Fan. In his eyes, anyone of Tan Fan's age could be called a child, but Tan Fan's aura was not what he should be at this age, so he was taken aback, but Considering that there are subordinates like Xiao Luo and the others, it seems quite normal for the boss to look like this.

Seeing that Zhao Zhiwen didn't answer for a long time, Tan Fan frowned slightly, and asked repeatedly, "What's the matter."

Zhao Zhiwen was a little embarrassed, coughed lightly and said, "Master's injury healed faster than ordinary people, and the stitches can be removed tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I need anesthetics, so make preparations in advance."

After hearing this, Tan Fan took out a box of the anesthetic that Zhao Zhiwen had used before and handed it to Zhao Zhiwen: "What else do you need?"

"I don't need anything else." Zhao Zhiwen got a lot of things from Liu Wenbin, except for the anesthetic, he had other tools.

Tan Fan was a little relieved: "How is Fan Chen's injury?"

Zhao Zhiwen thought for a while: "It usually takes six to seven days for the abdominal stitches of ordinary people to be removed, but the young master's injury is much faster than ordinary people, and the stitches can be removed in about four days. If it is delayed for a long time, the flesh will grow together with the stitches." .”

Tan Fan nodded, and Wang Wenhao, who had been holding the computer in the corner, suddenly stood up: "Boss, I also want to go together."