16 years

In this world where zombies are more common than Chinese cabbage, it is not uncommon to accidentally get the body fluids of zombies.

The virus will lose its activity after being exposed to the air for a period of time, and it does not pose a threat to people, so neither Fang Sining nor Liu Ruosong showed much interest in the bloodstain on the cuff.

——Except for Fu Yan.

Liu Ruosong didn't know, but he remembered clearly that it wasn't the blood of zombies at all.He was injured when he was in Lincheng, Liu Ruosong helped him change his dressing at Yang Fan's house, and accidentally rubbed a little of his blood on the blind spot of his cuff.

That is to say... His blood has a genetic working group compatible with the virus.

"...The test results match, what does it mean?" Fu Yan asked.

"At least it proves that the human body can accommodate this virus, and the virus can produce a reaction in the human body." Fang Sining said: "B-92 is a virus that has not been transformed. If it can also directly affect the human body, it may become an opportunity to study antibodies. "

Fu Yan subconsciously looked down at his hand.

He is not a reckless man with a stunned head, there are people outside waiting for help, Fang Sining touched his lips, but only said "opportunity", everything is unknown, rashly Making a decision might cost him his life.

But does he still have time, Fu Yan thought.

The virus is spreading so fast that people are dying every second.At the beginning of the backtracking, Fu Yan didn't understand what these restarted times represented, but later he artificially reversed the direction of things, so he guessed that he should change the future—maybe plus find out the truth.

But now there is clearly another option in front of him, two roads stretch out from under his feet, and fate places the wooden sign of choice in front of him, and he has to make a decision.

At this moment, Fu Yan quickly recalled the situation, trying to see through the further scene in the fog.

Shao Xuefan has all the available information, and Fang Sining has been saved by him. Whether it is to find out the specific location of the petri dish or perform deeper tasks, he is actually not a must.

But if the "special gene" person can't find a second one in the whole world, he becomes the only inevitable choice.

He ruthlessly put himself in the position of an "influencing factor", weighed it left and right, and drew a high-voltage line in his heart that "if it is not a last resort, it is best not to touch it".

"I--"

Almost at the same time that Fu Yan spoke, the communicator in Shao Qiu's pocket suddenly rang.

The eyes of several people in the room subconsciously turned to the direction of the sound, Shao Qiu took out the communicator from his pocket, and his face changed as soon as he connected it.

He listened for two seconds, then said yes shortly, walked over through the crowd, and took the earphones directly to Fu Yan.

"I'm Wudiao." Fu Yan took the headset and hung it up, and made a silent gesture to the others.

"Immediately, take Fang Sining back to the base immediately." Zhao Jincheng's tone was very anxious, even omitting the necessary prefix, and said bluntly: "The sooner the better, this is an order."

"Yes."

Fu Yan responded, then winked at Shao Qiu and He Feng, and ordered concisely: "Pack up your things and gather in an hour."

The members of the action team naturally knew how powerful they were, and there was no need for him to say anything else. They filed out and almost rushed towards the dormitory building and the parking area in two groups.

Fang Sining reacted slowly, but was soon pulled away by Liu Ruosong.

"What happened?" Fu Yan asked.

"Something happened to Professor Yang." Zhao Jincheng said, "She...was infected."

The outside of the No. [-] office of the military base has been turned upside down, with the sound of messy footsteps mixed together, and busy people coming and going. Sitting at the desk, Zhao Jincheng could hear the non-stop ringing of the phone in the office next door.

He hung up the phone with Wu Diao, and his whole body exuded a sense of powerlessness that was almost decayed from the inside out.

Zhao Jincheng put one hand on the table, gave himself a few seconds to relax, then straightened his collar, swallowed the feeling of powerlessness, straightened his back, and strode out of the office .

The medical research building is on the other side of the base. The facilities in the building have just been updated and optimized a while ago. There are partition doors between each floor, which require double locks with keys and card cards to open.

The research building is divided into upper and lower parts, the lower part is the theoretical research area, and the security level is relatively loose.The upper part is the medical research area. As far as Zhao Jincheng knows, there are more than a dozen zombies that have been separated and detained.

These zombies consisted of men and women, of different ages, and were kept in separate experimental isolation areas, all of which guaranteed extremely high aggressiveness.

Zhao Jincheng got off the car at the entrance of the medical building, swiped his card to enter, and found that there was already a girl with a high ponytail waiting for him inside.

"Professor Yang...how is it?" Zhao Jincheng asked.

The girl was wearing a researcher's white coat, holding a large stack of documents in her hand, and led Zhao Jincheng to the elevator.

"Not very good." The girl spoke quickly: "It was infected during the sampling process. When clearing the field, a small zombie stuck under the chassis of the car was missed. The teacher was bitten when he didn't notice it."

"I have long said that it is not recommended for researchers to go out of the base. You have not received professional training, and you cannot deal with emergencies when you go out." Zhao Jincheng frowned tightly, and couldn't help saying: "Especially a person like Professor Yang...how can he personally Go out and sample!"

"The teacher's temper, we can't persuade." The girl said: "Besides, you don't have professional sampling experience. If the samples you get can't be used, it's still a waste of effort—here."

The girl directly pressed the button on the top floor, and the numbers on the elevator panel jumped one by one, and finally stopped at the top, and fell still.

The elevator door slid open left and right, and Zhao Jincheng got out of the elevator first, only to find that the entire top floor was under martial law.

"The teacher is waiting for you inside." The girl pointed to the side, then walked over first, and scanned the door with the ID card hanging around her neck.

This is the first time Zhao Jincheng has entered the medical building. He used to sit outside and almost never came to point fingers at the group of expensive researchers. When he first entered the door, he thought he had entered the refrigerated warehouse of the hospital.

In a large glass room at the end of the corridor, Zhao Jincheng met Yang Yuqing in "isolation".

She hasn't completely mutated yet, and still keeps awake.

And it seemed that she tidied herself up in the midst of her busy schedule, her clothes were clean, and the fine white hair on her temples was smoothed out with clean water.

I just don't know how long she can maintain her dignity, Zhao Jincheng thought sadly.

The wound bitten by the zombies was on the side of the palm, a black pus-filled wound, the edge of the wound was blue, and the blood inside had stopped flowing.

Yang Yuqing pointed to the communicator on the glass door, and Zhao Jincheng picked it up knowingly and stuck it to his ear, before he could speak, he let out a sigh.

"Why bother?" Zhao Jincheng said.

"I don't have much time, and I need to explain some things." Yang Yuqing said: "Don't blame my students. For me, this accident is not all bad. I can now experience every detail of my physical changes. , I will try to record as much as I can before I completely lose consciousness."

Zhao Jincheng didn't speak, but listened very carefully.

"I am not an excellent scholar." Yang Yuqing said: "I have been limited in my research ideas. From the time I received the task until now, I have tried different solutions on all the 'patients', but none of them succeeded. Making progress - this virus cannot be extracted, and I have tried many patients without success. This is because after entering different people, they will mutate to different degrees, so each sample is a unique sample."

"What do you mean?" Zhao Jincheng asked.

"It means that this transformed virus is out of control and only aggressive. Its true core is hidden, and everything you can see is the process of ink staining white paper. As for how this drop of 'ink' appeared, as long as we can't find more upstream information and patients, we have no way of knowing." Yang Yuqing said: "So I have to tell you a bad news-the disease is completely irreversible , Even if the virus can be blocked from continuing to spread after infection and before it mutates, the mutated part cannot be recovered, which is a definite conclusion."

Zhao Jincheng had been mentally prepared for this matter, but when he actually heard the sound of the guillotine falling, he still felt uncomfortable.

"In addition, there is one more thing that I think you will be interested in." Yang Yuqing said: "After Professor Shao's 'transformation virus' information was sent back, I did some research based on the characteristics of the virus and verified a conjecture."

"Is it good news or bad news." Zhao Jincheng smiled wryly.

Yang Yuqing didn't answer his teasing, she stood up, staggered and took two steps towards the glass with a very serious expression.

"Mr. Zhao." Yang Yuqing said, "I suspect that the so-called petri dish is not some kind of research equipment... but a person."

"—a person who has a special tolerance for viruses."

Base No. [-]'s orders were issued too quickly and hastily, and the action team acted swiftly and resolutely, but they were used to urgent tasks, but Fang Sining's work was still far behind and could not be completed.

Shao Xuefan's files couldn't be transferred, and the hard disk couldn't be removed with a special method. Fu Yan originally wanted to smash the jar and take it away with the host computer, but before he could do it, Zhao Jincheng took the second one. order.

He said that except for the research materials and data that could be brought back to the base, Fu Yan was required to destroy all the materials here before leaving.

Fu Yan didn't understand what he meant, but he did as he wanted.

As a result, the departure time was delayed by another two hours. Fu Yan brought all the materials and research samples he could bring, destroyed all the data and materials before leaving, and closed the ecological balance system of the moss cultivation base.

The metal partitions of the greenhouse in the cultivation area are separated from the left and right, and the hot sunlight is projected into the fragile wetland. Shao Qiu and Fu Yan stand side by side, silently looking at the light reflected by the metal panels, not knowing what they are thinking.

"Shao Qiu." Fu Yan said suddenly.

Shao Qiu looked sideways at him.

"I was at the scene before Shao Xuefan died." Fu Yan said, "He said sorry to you before he died."

Also mentioning Shao Xuefan, when facing Fu Yan, Shao Qiu didn't react as much when facing Fang Sining. He hummed lightly and subconsciously touched the cigarette case in his pocket.

"I just think I need to tell you this sentence." Fu Yan patted him on the shoulder and said, "The rest is up to you to decide."

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Information that can be made public today: Xiao Liuer’s restart point in this timeline is approaching 23333