Therapeutic Survival [End Times]

In the post-apocalyptic environment, it is not easy for human beings to survive. Rather than letting Hong Mao slowly turn into a zombie, it is better to get rid of it in advance. Even though Hong Mao is suffering from self-inflicted consequences, Instructor Lin still intends to help him end his pain according to the team's practice.

Usually this kind of thing is done by the old team members, but Song Yichi would choose to stand up. With the eyesight of instructor Lin, it is natural to see that Song Yichi has never done anything to humans, but the cold eyes of the opponent when he shot made him tremble in the bottom of his heart. He couldn't help worrying about whether Song Yichi, a good academician and a proud man of heaven, would be almost killed by the red-haired revenge because of his soft-handedness for a while, so that he would provoke something wrong.

"Xiao Song, don't think too much, Hongmao is doing it on his own." Instructor Lin hesitated again and again, but decided to enlighten him.

"Well, I know." Song Yichi replied with a calm expression.

For him, Hongmao is determined to kill his own enemy. There is no possibility of reconciliation between the two sides. Instead of keeping the risk of explosion/explosion, it is better to correct the mistake as soon as possible. Regardless of whether Hongmao was bitten by a zombie today, start from him From that moment on, it was impossible for Song Yichi to keep him alive.

Fortunately, Hong Mao was attacking him. If it was Shu Han, Song Yichi felt that he would regret his whole life, and even dismembering his body would not be able to relieve his hatred.

Instructor Lin touched his nose helplessly and sighed. He saw that Song Yichi didn't pretend to be calm, but he really didn't care. Such an upright and good young man became murderous in front of his eyes because of a revenge. He didn't care about human life, and he didn't know why. Good or bad.

He thought for a while, maybe it was a good thing, in troubled times, only being ruthless can live longer: "Let's go, we are already far behind."

The rescue team lost a teammate, but no one took Hongmao's death seriously. Some felt that this kind of black hand deserved it, and more of it had nothing to do with themselves, as long as they were still alive.

Instructor Lin was afraid that there would be another incident, so he didn't rest halfway, and the three of them took turns driving and took them back to the base.

The pointer has passed twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and entering a new day, Professor Li and the others need to register for a blood test at the door, which will delay some time, but they are accompanied by a special person sent by the base, and the follow-up work has nothing to do with the rescue team. Putting it at the gate of the base is considered a successful completion of the mission.

"Everyone has worked hard on this mission, let's all go to rest and disband." The team members were exhausted, and Instructor Lin had nothing to summarize, so he let them go directly.

Song Yichi left a little late. He was going to return the supernatural gun to the management office. It happened that Professor Li and others were registering inside. Seeing Song Yichi, he took the initiative to say hello: "Xiao Song."

"Professor." Song Yichi put the gun on the counter, and the clerk made a record and handed it over to the military region tomorrow.

"How long have you been at the base? Is everything okay at home?" Professor Li took advantage of the waiting time to chat with Song Yichi. He has a wide range of friends, and he likes to communicate with students when he has nothing to do. As a result, he lost all contact with the virus. , and didn't know if the other students were still there, so he cherished Song Yichi very much.

"I have been here for more than a month, and my family is very good." Song Yichi replied with a smile. Professor Li never hides anything from guiding students. It is because I admire Professor Li's knowledge and character that I voluntarily join him and learn from him.

"You, you, you usually look gentle and gentle, but in fact you have the most thoughts. Why did you join the army instead of being a good doctor at the base?" Professor Li was very surprised by his choice.

"Isn't this for more exercise? It's always going to rust in the base. And I'm afraid that my mother will not be safe. She lives in Area C, and she doesn't contribute too much basic work. It's better to join the Second Army and follow the base to do tasks." Song Yichi said .

"Oh, that's true. It's really not easy to take care of your parents." Professor Li chose this base to participate in the research project because he wanted to take care of his daughter and unborn grandson. After listening to Song Yichi's words, he held his glasses and sighed, thinking of the amazing talents of the students , my heart moved, "Xiao Song, do you want to help me?"

"Professor, if you need help, just ask, and I will try my best." It is rare that Professor Li needs help from students, whether it is money or effort, Song Yichi agreed without hesitation.

Professor Li knew Song Yichi's understanding was wrong when he saw his expression. He smiled loudly, patted the other party's arm and said, "Haha, my life is arranged by the base. I don't need to trouble you to help me. I'm here to participate in the project. I'm asking you." Would you like to come to the lab and help me?"

"Project? Scientific research or clinical?" Song Yichi asked. Professor Li is an expert in neurology. His main areas of neurology are cerebrovascular diseases, brain inflammation, Parkinson's, epilepsy, dementia, etc. He stayed in the Second Army for a long time , Why haven't I heard that the base has related projects.

"The project is a collaboration between everyone. The one I'm in charge of is more clinical, but I also have the right to conduct independent scientific research." Professor Li said roughly, without revealing the specific content. It's not that he can't trust his students, but to follow professional ethics , if Song Yichi chooses to join, they can speak freely.

Song Yichi immediately understood that the project might be something that was secretly researched by the base. To be invited by Professor Li proved that he was valued and recognized. Can't leave for a long time, what will Song's mother do?

Thinking about it, he asked a question. Professor Li just arrived, and many regulations are still unclear, so he couldn't answer: "Well, I'll help you to ask, and then contact after you find out the salary. You can think about it during this time."

Song Yichi nodded. Compared with the members of the Second Army, laboratory researchers are more important to the base, which is in line with his expected goal of going up and improving the quality of life.

When he was in the safe zone of City K, he had imagined to improve his position as much as possible, increase safety, reduce scruples, the sooner he reached a certain height, the sooner he could take out the space and use it, otherwise he would get the space and store it full All kinds of materials, but they can only be watched bitterly and cannot be used. Isn't it a waste of nothing, a waste of everything!

The two said a few more words. After Professor Li's registration was completed, Song Yichi didn't delay anymore. He said goodbye politely and went home. At this time, Song's mother had already gone to bed. He took a quick shower, went back to the house and climbed into bed lightly, His body was exhausted, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, his mind was full of things about the red hair.

The more I thought about it, the more irritable I became, I stepped into the space, rearranged all the things inside, looked at the full shelves, and finally wiped away the boredom that was suffocating in my chest.

When Shu Han comes back, he can reveal his biggest secret, and guarantee to scare that person so much that he can't even close his mouth.

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And what is Shu Han doing?

He was also irritable and worried as hell.Ever since they were taken to the laboratory building and put on monitoring collars, not to mention looking for opportunities to escape, the bloody experimental group didn't even have the right to move freely, their lives were completely controlled by others, and they lived under surveillance 24 hours a day.

Every day is boring.

On the first day, I was taken out to kill zombies. The quality of the experimental group was uneven. There were people with supernatural powers and ordinary people. The van was parked in an unknown place outside the base. Each person is followed by a "bodyguard", one-on-one, claiming to be safe, but in fact they are afraid that someone will escape.

Shu Han was very cautious. He watched the other people carefully during the battle. Seeing that most of them were showing signs of fatigue, he also followed the crowd and kept the power duration at the lower middle. After half an hour, he continued to kill. After a whole day, even if he couldn't resist, his arms were sore and trembling, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

The physical data of each person during the battle is sent back to the laboratory in real time through the collar, and the computer is unified and analyzed, and then the researchers group them manually and calculate the appropriate dosage according to the individual ability data.

The dosage formula was derived through a lot of experiments. The experimental group was not divided into groups at the beginning, and the dosage of the enhancer was the same. Later, they found that people with poor quality could not bear it, and their bodies would completely collapse within two days.

At this time, each experimental group is precious and cannot withstand consumption. The researchers attach great importance to it, and began to continuously test it, and came up with a set of initial calculation formulas, which finally ensured the sustainability of the experiment.

After injecting the unknown drug the next day, he continued to fight day after day. Shu Han found that the life span of the powers of the people in the same group had increased significantly, and most of them had doubled. He was secretly surprised. The good thing about the cake is that it backfires, and the consequences of forced improvement are known without even thinking about it.

During the period, they happened to see the previous experimental group, or became demented and became stupid, or hit the wall with madness. The researcher did not disclose any information about the drug, but everyone in the experimental group understood that they were guinea pigs who worked hard.

Someone tried to resist and was killed on the spot, and someone tried to escape. The collar exploded within 500 meters, and the headless corpse fell to the ground. Less than half of the flying head remained. The death was more terrifying than zombies.

Shu Han gritted his teeth and endured it. He didn't forget that he was also a member of the white mice, and he didn't have time to sympathize with others. His ability lasted about three hours. Fortunately, he hid his strength from the beginning, and only used less than half of it. Less for him than for others.

What's the use?He can only procrastinate, still unable to get rid of the possibility of slow death.

Miss Huang, who had been waiting for many days, met for almost half a month, but Shu Han was still thrashing about, showing no signs of weakness, and finally couldn't wait any longer, and she said during the second physical examination that day: "Wait a minute .”

Shu Han didn't like these people at all. He wanted to leave but was stopped by the "bodyguards" behind him. He turned around and looked coldly at the female researcher in front of him. She was very young, with an ID card hanging on her chest, and her surname was Huang.

"Your data has been calculated by the computer and needs to be re-quantified." Miss Huang took out a bottle of enhancer from the freezer, put it into a hand-held syringe, and winked at the bodyguard.

Shu Han's eyes suddenly darkened. He is very confident in his disguise, he will never be noticed, his body has already been injected with half of the tube, and it is impossible to take another full tube of dose. As a researcher, the woman surnamed Huang must know!

Could it be that she arranged for her to be arrested?But who is she, and what enmity does she have with herself to kill in disguise? !

The bodyguard seemed to notice his silent resistance, and went forward to grab him, but Shu Han dodged sideways and twisted his arm behind his back. Since he was going to die, he didn't want to become a mentally handicapped person who could only drool all day long, it was too ugly.

The guards outside heard the sound of glass shattering in the laboratory, and immediately pulled the bolt of the gun and rushed in. Seeing that the reinforcements came so fast, Shu Han cursed silently, abandoned the bodyguards and squatted behind the table to avoid the anesthesia bombs. While calling, he knew he couldn't delay, so he picked up a round stool and slammed it hard at the glass window, which shattered into a piece of scum.

Shu Han just stood up at the right time, when a strong electric current passed through his body unexpectedly, and he lost consciousness instantly, this damn collar!

When the dust fell to the ground, Miss Huang poked her head out from behind the cabinet tremblingly. The bodyguard whose arm was dislocated by Shu Han was so pale with pain, she held her arm and asked with due concern, "Are you injured?"

"I'm fine." Miss Huang stroked her thumping chest. She couldn't care less about stabilizing her mind, so she picked up the injection tremblingly and urged the bodyguard, "Quick, help me roll up his sleeves."

It was her private decision to increase the dose for that person, and the injection must be done as soon as possible, so that outsiders cannot see it.