16 years

Fu Yan was in a delicate state.

He can clearly know that he is still alive, because according to his experience, the feeling of "death" should be more crisp than it is now-either die completely and lose consciousness, or start all over again, no matter what, he will not faint Sink into a state of nothingness.

Occasionally, he could hear voices from outside, besides the low-pitched conversation between Shao Qiu and Feng Lei, he could also hear Liu Ruosong's whispering.

It's a pity that he was conscious, but his body couldn't respond. It was as if he had fallen into a muddy swamp, and he could only sink in a chaotic and soft state.

Fu Yan didn't know how long he had been "sinking". His consciousness went from sober to hazy, and finally he fell into a dazed journey.

In a haze, he seemed to have returned to the research institute on the other side of the Honglan River. A bright and clean corridor stretched out in front of him. A small shadow was left under Fu Yan's feet.

Fu Yan stepped forward, and his heavy military boots made regular and heavy sounds on the ground.

This corridor is long and narrow, and Fu Yan seems to be the only one in the huge building. As he moves forward, he listens carefully and cautiously to the sounds around him, but he can only hear the echo of his footsteps.

"……did you find it?"

Suddenly a relaxed and uplifting male voice came from his earphones, Fu Yan was stunned for a moment, and replied instinctively before reason: "Not yet."

"Need help?" The man in the headset said with a smile, "The outside has been cleaned up."

"No need." Fu Yan pushed open a door next to him, and said casually, "You follow the order, just stay where you are and wait for orders."

The originally closed door was opened inward by Fu Yan's light touch. The steel door grazed the slide rail and fell into the wall buckle lightly, revealing the true face of Lushan Mountain inside.

Fu Yan frowned, his eyes swept across the room.

- is empty.

The whole room was empty, and it was clear at a glance, like a rough room that had just been decorated, without even a table, chair or bench.

This seems to have a very strange visual effect, like a crappy open game map. Although the main name is "free exploration", but because of the rough production, large areas of non-game areas are still "under development". Looking at the air wall, I saw a mosaic that was the opposite of the painting style of the main game.

Fu Yan withdrew, and opened the doors one by one along the corridor, only to see the same scene behind each closed door, bare and nothing.

"Captain." The voice in his earphones suddenly changed, with a distorted texture: "You can't find it like this."

"...What?" Fu Yan was puzzled.

"You have to think about what you are looking for." The other party said, "Think carefully."

While he was speaking, Fu Yan happened to push open the last door in the corridor. This room was extraordinarily large, and as soon as the door slid open, a gust of evil wind blew from inside.

Fu Yan subconsciously tilted his head to avoid it, and only heard the buzzing in his ears. From the corner of his eyes, the wall directly opposite the room in the middle was hollowed out for some reason, and a large fan over two meters high was embedded in it. , The cold wind is blowing out.

Fu Yan was staggered by the evil wind, only felt a light click in the room, as if something fell to the ground and rolled toward him.

He subconsciously bent down to pick it up, but as soon as he was short, he felt his limbs sinking heavily, and then the sky spun, as if he fell from the sky and fell heavily into somewhere.

Fu Yan's consciousness suddenly awoke from the grotesque, his whole body was heavy, and he suddenly opened his eyes from the chaos.

--do you died?

Fu Yan stared at the snow-white ceiling, tears came out of his eyes because of the bright light.

Am I doing it all over again?Fu Yan thought, what time is it now, when will I come again, will He Feng and He Tang be saved in time, has Liu Ruosong come back?

His heart was blocked with thousands of words, and almost everything was fatal.So Fu Yan didn't have time to think about other things for the time being, subconsciously wanted to get up and go out to have a look, so as to know how the current situation is.

But as soon as he struggled, he found that the heaviness on his body was not an illusion brought about by resurrection after death.

"Slow down, don't worry." Liu Ruosong's voice suddenly appeared: "You have been unconscious for more than a week, be careful of dizziness."

A hand suddenly covered his eyes, Fu Yan's eyelashes trembled, he closed his eyes obediently, and let Liu Ruosong rub his temples.

Only then did Fu Yan belatedly realize that not only his limbs, but his whole body seemed to be restrained, and it was difficult to turn his head to look at Liu Ruosong.

"This is in the General Hospital of the C Department Military Region." Liu Ruosong said, "The petri dish has been sent back to Yancheng."

Liu Ruosong was taking a nap by Fu Yan's bed just now. As he fell asleep, he felt the hands they were holding each other tremble. When he opened his eyes, he found that Fu Yan had woken up, but he was still not sober. At a loss.

Liu Ruosong knew what Fu Yan was thinking as soon as he guessed, so he squeezed his hand and answered Fu Yan's question before he could speak.

"It's not over yet...Brother, this time it's not over yet."

As Liu Ruosong spoke, he slowly moved away the hand covering Fu Yan's eyes. He stood up, propped his hand on the head of the bed, and slowly bent down to meet Fu Yan's gaze, taking a deep breath.

"Brother, you metabolized the zombie virus." Liu Ruosong said.

Fu Yan was stunned suddenly.

He didn't seem to have expected that things would turn around like this at all, and he was stunned for two or three seconds before he realized Liu Ruosong's intentions belatedly. He glanced down and saw the situation clearly with difficulty.

His hands and feet were bound with restraint belts and tied to the railing of the hospital bed. The drip needle next to the bed was connected to his neck, and more than half of the medicine in it had been injected.

Fu Yan moved a bit, and found that there was even something buckled around his neck, connected to the hospital bed, which almost prevented him from getting up.

He froze for a few seconds, and quickly realized what happened.

"Did I mutate before?" Fu Yan asked.

"Not exactly." Liu Ruosong knew that he couldn't hide it from him, so he bent down and untied the collar on his neck, and said in detail: "In the beginning, you had a mutation reaction, but later this reaction improved. That's why Feng Lei agreed to take you back to the hospital to observe the situation. But your condition is up and down, so you put on the restraint device."

For the past week, Liu Ruosong only felt that his heart was hanging on the roller coaster, tossing and turning in the sky, never falling down.

After returning from the landscape park, Fu Yan's condition improved for a while, but it started to deteriorate again two or three hours later. His body temperature rose and then fell, and his wound worsened several times.In the worst case, a layer of zombie-like rotting muscle had formed around the wound.

Feng Lei was afraid that he would hurt others, so he vacated an entire floor for them. Except for the medical staff, only Liu Ruosong dared to approach Fu Yan.

In the first three days, Liu Ruosong hardly dared to close his eyes. He stayed by the bed like an obsessive-compulsive disorder, checking on Fu Yan's wounds every 10 minutes.

Fortunately, three days later, Fu Yan's condition gradually stabilized. Although the speed of recovery from the injury slowed down, the condition was getting better day by day, and it never happened again.

Until last night, the black pus in his wound had completely disappeared, and the wound and body temperature had gradually returned to normal. Liu Ruosong guessed that the zombie virus in his body had been completely culled.

"How do you feel?" Liu Ruosong said, "Is there anything wrong?"

Fu Yan shook his head.

"No." Seeing his ugly face, Fu Yan forced a smile, and changed the subject, "I just had a strange dream."

"Dream?" Liu Ruosong is now in a panic, and everything he hears seems to be an omen, so he hastily asked, "What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that we were going to the research institute." Fu Yan didn't expect that what he said casually would attract him to be so serious, and he said quickly: "There is nothing about it, maybe it's because it's a dream, so it's a mess, it's in the clouds, nothing important."

Liu Ruosong frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with this light answer.

But he weighed it and didn't go into anything.

For Liu Ruosong, if Fu Yan could wake up with no damage to his beard and tail, it was God's blessing, and he didn't need to care about other things.

During the days when Fu Yan was in a coma, Liu Ruosong thought about it in his mind, how he felt, as long as Fu Yan survived this catastrophe, maybe his "duty" would be over.

After all, the cause and effect of the end times have been ascertained, and Joe Eden is the culprit, no matter why or how he created the zombie virus, these are not important.The important thing is that he has surfaced and the petri dish has been obtained. Afterwards, Joe Eden has other people to arrest him around the world, and the treatment methods and preventive drugs for the zombie virus also have the group of research institutes in the laboratory building. To get rid of the headache, it has nothing to do with Fu Yan, a field worker.

As long as the matter can be resolved, Fu Yan can also slowly stay away from this vortex, and no longer need to hang on the tip of the knife, trying to die again and again.

Liu Ruosong breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on his face was much more relaxed. He even curled his lips into a smile, and leaned over to kiss Fu Yan on the forehead.

"Welcome back." Liu Ruosong whispered, "I reward you for not missing the appointment this time."

Fu Yan habitually wanted to hug him, but when he moved, he realized that his arms were still tied to the railing of the bed, so he had no choice but to give Liu Ruosong a kiss on the face.

"I was in a coma for seven days?" Fu Yan asked.

Liu Ruosong hummed.

Fu Yan pursed his lips, he was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, the expression on his face was a little stagnant.

"Then He Feng and He Tang..." Fu Yan asked, "Have you found it?"

Most of the smile on Liu Ruosong's face faded like a tide in an instant.

"I found it." After a while, Liu Ruosong said, "But brother, there is good news and bad news."