Baiyueguang professional account

B City Research Institute, located in the city center, is one of the most authoritative research areas in the late end of the world.

The first serum was not researched here, but the place where the serum was mass-produced later was here.Without the title of developing the first serum, the Research Institute of City B is not well-known in the original book.

Without writing too much, An Mo didn't know whether the research institute had gathered many professionals at this time. With a tentative attitude, after driving for a day, an RV slowly drove into the gate of the dilapidated research institute.

City B Research Institute is divided into two parts, connected by a passage in the middle, which is a very common architectural style.The RV was parked at the back door of Area A, and a zombie in a white coat swayed out of the door, keenly heard the sound of the wheels turning when the RV stopped, and rushed over with bared teeth and claws.

An Mo stood at the window, looking indifferently at that terrifying face.

It seems that the research institute in city B is not safe yet.

The woman stood beside him at some point, staring at the zombie outside the window equally indifferently.

"I've seen a lot." The woman said softly, "From being bitten to turning into zombies, the transformation time is about half an hour."

An Mo really didn't calculate the time for the transformation, and looked at the woman beside him in surprise: "Half an hour? Is it stable?"

"I've seen a few of them." The woman counted down the examples of the transformation of zombies she had witnessed after the fall of City B, from colleagues around her, to friends, to people in the same village...

Since the situation was more urgent at the time, she couldn't really count the seconds, but only knew a general time.

She looked back, looked at the dilapidated building outside, and asked, "Are you going to keep me here?"

"How could that be?" An Mo said truthfully, "I will definitely send you to a safe place."

The woman has never disclosed her name, and after a little tidying up in the car, she seemed to be more ruthless, always with a cold face, staring at everything outside the window indifferently.

From the very beginning, she was not prepared to trust An Mo and Xin Lang, or in other words, she did not want to get along well with them. She did not want to live dependent on these two men.

"It doesn't matter whether it's safe or not." The woman gently stroked her stomach with her hand, "I will try my best to survive, if there is still no way... I will take the child to see Tian Qing."

Reuniting with the Shi family is probably her only wish.

An Mo was silent and did not speak.

An Mo had never heard her mention her parents, and it was unknown whether they were still alive.

Thinking that the other party didn't even want to say his name, An Mo didn't have so much curiosity. After all, he was just a stranger who passed by on the journey of the end of the world.

After a long silence, the woman suddenly spoke again.

"What's your relationship with the man driving?"

The moment she asked this sentence, An Mo understood the deep meaning of her words. Looking back, he couldn't see the contempt and disgust in those dark eyes. He smiled and replied clearly :"spouse."

The woman was not surprised at all, she calmly looked away and said, "It's pretty good."

"Well, I think so too."

"Hope you never give up on each other."

This night, they rested outside the institute.There are not many zombies here. At first, An Mo thought that Xin Lang had controlled the group of zombies. When he asked about it at night, he realized that Xin Lang had not controlled the zombies since the woman got in the car.

Except for one or two that he had seen at first, Xin Lang said that there were not many zombies in the buildings in the deserted Research Institute Area A.

An Mo even thought about staying in the research institute for a while.

"Live here?" The woman asked first when she heard his proposal, "There is nothing here."

She is not afraid of zombies, nor is she afraid of desolation, she just wants to persuade An Mo, if she needs to find a place as a shelter, at least find a place with abundant resources, not in this barren research institute where there is probably no food at all .

"Although you can't be full, the supplies here are of great use." After An Mo finished speaking, he raised his eyes and said to the woman: "I want to send you to a safe place first. I know that there is a military-built security facility in the next city." district."

"No." The woman shook her head: "I don't want to enter the safe zone."

"But it's not safe outside."

"It's not safe anywhere." The woman said coldly: "I have seen what happened to the young women who survived in the village. Those old men who had been single all their lives insulted and insulted them. Innocence to those men who are not imprisoned by the law."

She survived, except that the death of the Shi family couple made those men feel unlucky, and she didn't ask for anything forcefully when she came back later.It's just that the repeated temptations have made her tense nerves on the verge of breaking.

If An Mo and Xin Lang hadn't come, she might have gone crazy.

The world is in chaos, but the bad guys applaud and occupy the mountain as king.

After thinking for a while, An Mo decided to take a step back, "Okay. It's just that my lover and I can't take care of you all the time. If you need it, you can tell us. We will do our best if we can satisfy you. But if we can't help you , I also hope that in such an environment, you can be more independent and not be bound by the framework of the world."

The woman nodded quickly, as if to say, I would do it if you didn't say so.

Xin Lang spent the whole morning sorting out a laboratory.

The laboratory is very large, and because of An Mo's special instructions, he separated a separate space for the woman with a curtain.An Mo followed behind him, rummaging through the bottles and jars on the shelves.To put it bluntly, he doesn't know these things, and chemical research is simply a fantasy for him.But fortunately, there are serum development steps in the original book, as well as some special chemical agents to inhibit and delay the virus. An Mo can use those marked chemicals to make some drugs for them to disperse zombies or delay the spread of the virus.

The serum that can really resist the zombie virus needs the blood of the zombie king, but they left the 4408 unit, which means that they are farther and farther away from the important man who has not yet become the zombie king.

So the serum or something, let's talk about it later.

If you want to develop a medicine to resist zombies, it will not be done in a short time.In particular, An Mo is just a rookie who has just started. After repeated experiments, all the results are failures.

He is not discouraged, and records every failed step. Over time, there must be a successful experimental method.

In this way, in the blink of an eye, they lived secretly in the institute for more than a month.

During this month, the woman helped An Mo a lot. She asked An Mo to call herself 'Sister Yue', but she didn't say her name.

It seems that "Sister Yue" is just a code name.

"These medicines are almost gone." With a big belly, Sister Yue walked to An Mo's desk with a few small medicine bottles.

With the help of the dim light, An Mo saw the sign on it clearly, and fell into silence.

"The drug store of the research institute is in Area B." An Mo squeezed the space between his eyebrows and sighed, "I went to the corridor to take a look a few days ago. The situation in Area B is very bad, and there are a lot of zombies."

Although I don't know why the number of zombies in the two buildings is not proportional to the same research institute, and there is a huge difference in the number, An Mo still doesn't want to take risks.

During this month, Xin Lang has been in charge of the daily necessities, so that An Mo and Sister Yue have no worries about food and clothing, but at the same time, An Mo has also begun to discover the disadvantages of his frequent control of zombies, that is, he is mentally weak and often relies on In a daze in the corner.Miss Yue didn't know his identity, and sometimes she kindly asked him to eat, but when she got close to him, she didn't answer. Only when An Mo approached, Xin Lang smelled the familiar smell, would she come up to him and suck deep into his neck of soft meat.

An Mo didn't know if this was the aftereffect of being bitten by a zombie, and he tried to find out something, but Xin Lang tried to comfort him every time, and stared at him in a daze on the grounds of being 'tired'.

Sister Yue sometimes sighs and says, "You two have such a good relationship."

An Mo smiled politely, but was worried about Xin Lang's changes.

On this day, he avoided Miss Yue, got away from the painstaking experiment, and brought Xin Lang to the high-rise balcony.Gently hugging Xin Lang, An Mo leaned his head on his broad shoulders, sighed from his thin lips, and looked at the thin shirt Xin Lang was wearing.

"Tell me the truth, are you okay?"

An Mo couldn't think of anything else, because Xin Lang always gave him the feeling that he was healthy, capable, and dependable.

However, at this moment, An Mo realized that Xin Lang would also collapse.

His body is the same as that of a human being, so why did his previous self think that Xin Lang could do anything?

In annoyance, An Mo bit his lower lip, biting the soft flesh with his white teeth, until the bite was red and painful, before he let go.

He seemed to have made a decision, before Xin Lang could speak, he raised his head, looked at him directly and said, "Let's send Sister Yue to the safe zone, and then I'll take you far away, okay?"

Go to the plot of his original work and join the protagonist Gong.

Now as long as Xin Lang is doing well, he is not afraid even if he is about to mutate into a zombie.

Hearing this, Xin Lang paused, hesitated to speak: "But..."

It's a good thing to be able to be with the young man all the time without being disturbed by anyone, but he sees An Mo's hard work these days and gives up all his hard work, is it really okay?

Since An Mo has brought it up, it means he doesn't care about it.

But Xin Lang couldn't help but care.

"It's okay." He leaned forward, pressed his lips against the corner of his lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's fine to follow you, there's no need to leave."

"But your situation..."

The rest of the words were kissed back into the stomach by the tall man.

It had been a long time since they had kissed, let alone had the chance to do intimate things.In addition to the fact that sister Yue has been here and the situation does not allow it, and An Mo is addicted to experiments, dealing with those chemicals all day long, except for getting into Xin Lang's arms at night to seek comfort, there is almost no extra time during the day. he.

The kiss that was lightly tasted gradually deepened, and the hands began to be dishonest.

When he was pushed against the wall, An Mo was lifted up by a big hand pinching his waist, a head taller than the man.

Breathing hot and intertwined, Xin Lang took the lead and buried himself in An Mo's neck. As soon as his lips touched, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and he ran straight towards this side.

An Mo seemed to have heard it too, and immediately suppressed all leaked emotions and patted Xin Lang's arm.

The man put him down dissatisfied, and straightened his clothes with a displeased expression.

As soon as she turned her head, Miss Yue walked over quickly with her stomach outstretched, panting while pointing behind her, and said eagerly: "Someone..."

"There are still people in Area B!"

The author has something to say: I wrote the outline of the fifth world today... To be honest, this outline is too long for fast travel.Coupled with the fact that the basic settings are a bit deviated from the characters, I am considering reducing the plot and changing the basic settings.

But I also feel that every plot point is great, and I am reluctant to delete it... Do I want to expand it?Or take it out directly and write it as a new novel.

Think about it again, melancholy.