Therapy Planet No. 13

Jeffrey originally wanted to take Liming to his mansion to temporarily settle down, but he received a global alarm halfway. As one of the few generals, he naturally needed to rush to the command center where Almi was located.

All the members of Almistar are soldiers, and although most of the members of the research institute are independent of military activities, there are still exceptions.

This global emergency call is one of them.

"What happened?"

Jeffrey was turning the car around and driving back when Almi called.

The command post is on the main campus, in the opposite direction from Jeffrey's residence.

Unlike other research madmen who call the institute their home, Jeffrey's residence itself is his private laboratory, not far from the institute, but it takes half an hour to drive.

When he was doing research, he didn't like to be disturbed by others, so he specially applied to the relevant person in charge to assign him a single-family villa in the depths of the forest, surrounded by mountains and rivers.

"We have been invaded." Almi said succinctly, "Although the Institute does not need to use force for the time being, I still hope that you can find out the identity of the intruder as soon as possible."

Jeffrey bypassed a large area of ​​century-old trees. There were no street lights in the forest, and even the moonlight could not be as bright as in the daytime. He had to slow down the speed of the car and start to activate the suspension mechanism to rise into the air: "That's not from the Ministry of Information." Something? What do you want me to do?"

"This invasion...is not human."

"I haven't seen any monsters." Jeffrey smiled conceitedly. "To be honest, if there are creatures that can be called 'monsters' in this universe, I don't think anyone has more right to speak than me."

Almi quickly found Jeffrey's location through the location of the command post, "They came prepared, and the places where they appeared were crowded places. The research institute is remote, so it's only natural that you haven't seen it yet."

"Are there many night staff in the institute tonight?" Almi asked immediately.

Jeffrey went through his mind quickly: "There are only so many people on duty every day, you know. And because of the previous intruders, several special-level laboratories were requisitioned, and the corresponding research was stopped. I will give them It’s a holiday, theoretically there shouldn’t be many people.”

He paused: "But you also know that there are people like us, and there are probably quite a few people who voluntarily work overtime."

"Then you have to be careful." Almi didn't hear much concern in his voice, "This time the 'monster' eats people. If one appears near the research institute..."

"Oh?"

Jeffrey rose into the air, avoiding the towering trees, and saw the signal characteristics of many life forms appearing on the radar ahead.

"Also." Almi said methodically, "Can the people in the institute be trusted?"

Jeffrey was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Such a problem has never appeared in the dialogue system of this planet. At first glance, it sounds like listening to the planetary language of an alien planet.

"...It's nothing." Almi seemed to realize that it was too strange to put his question here, but he still insisted, "But I have already blocked all signals except the interior of the planet... In addition, I think this reaction has nothing to do with black people. It's very similar to death and illness, you can see if there is any problem with the experimental samples you keep every time."

"Black death virus?"

A black cloud appeared in front of Jeffrey.

He kicked the accelerator and drove the car over.

Sensing Jeffrey's breath in mid-air, the black bugman roared uncomfortably, and after only one encounter, Jeffrey's expression froze.

The huge sense of crisis made him subconsciously want to reverse the car, but the Zerg did not give him a chance to back up. He spit out a sticky transparent mucus from his mouth, and smashed it on the windshield in front of the car, at a speed visible to the naked eye. A corrosive white mist began to emerge.

Jeffrey pulled the steering column suddenly, and the car slid back a distance of more than ten meters!

Fortunately, this bugman didn't seem to have the ability to fly, and the confrontation was between lightning and flint, and soon fell down.

The sizzling corrosion shattered almost a quarter of the thickness of the glass and stopped after there was no follow-up source.

"I'll check right away."

Jeffrey's voice became cold, and he raised the speed to the highest gear without hesitation, and the hover car left a shining arc in the night sky.

"...Black Death Virus...what is that?"

Li Ming was sitting in the passenger seat, her seat belt firmly fixed her on the seat, and she almost had a face-to-face encounter with the bugman who had flung herself on the windshield just now.

Jeffrey seems to regard Liming as his own, or thinks that she will participate in the experiment sooner or later, so he doesn't hold back much.

"Do you know about the Black Death?" Jeffrey didn't answer directly, but asked instead.

Liming thought about it, and she remembered that He Xiangbin mentioned it when he taught the ancient history of the universe: it was one of the most serious plagues in the history of mankind on earth. More than half of the people in Europe died of the Black Death in the Middle Ages. plague".

There is a very interesting phenomenon in human history.Whenever something is called "big", such as the Great Plague, the Great Revolution, and the Great War, if there is the first time, there will be the second and third time.

The first black death outbreak occurred in the middle ages of the earth;

The second outbreak occurred in the era of new technology, and the earth descendants carried out a nuclear war in the asteroid belt near the earth, and the radiation affected the earth itself;

The third time broke out on the eve of the Great War. It was a new source of infection produced by different human beings in the interstellar contact, and it was also one of the reasons for the outbreak of the Great War.

Following the ancient saying, black symbolizes depression, sorrow and fear, so the Black Death has become a general term.

"An accident."

Jeffrey put it succinctly: "An accidental product of human trials."

"...Is it 'that' experiment?" Li Ming asked.

The only human experiment she knew of was the one she had personally experienced.

Jeffrey nodded slowly. The research institute was close at hand. Looking down from above, it was brightly lit and there was no chaos of destruction.

"There are many by-products of our research, and different organisms have different reactions when combined with them, but because of the wide range of infection, they are collectively referred to as the black death virus."

After all, in the historical records, the common point of the three Black Deaths is that the skin of the patients was dark due to various reasons, and the scope was very wide, the impact was extremely large, and the degree was particularly deep.

"I understand."

Li Ming nodded, and muttered to himself: "If you say that, then I am also a variant of the Black Death virus?"

"You're not." Jeffrey laughed after hearing her self-diagnosis, "You don't meet these characteristics."

"What does it matter?" Li Ming looked at the deep night outside the window, and the strawberry-flavored lollipop in his mouth still filled his nasal cavity, which was sweet and greasy. "It's just the difference between explicit and implicit."

The dominant one is the dark color of the body, and the recessive one even the soul has already fallen.

Jeffrey didn't speak, he stopped the car and turned off the engine: "Has Locke taught you biology?"

"I'm his experimental assistant." Li Ming said indifferently, "I'm always there when someone dies."

"No wonder."

Jeffrey unlocked the car, referring to Liming's words, "You are very talented, maybe I can continue to teach you."

Before you lose your use value.

Jeffrey thinks that, if nothing else, it will be a long time before the dawn of sexual maturity can produce offspring.

He doesn't mind developing an experienced assistant in the meantime.

After all, there is nothing more ideal than the assistant itself being a member of the experimental subject.

"I don't like it." Li Ming pushed open the car door and jumped out, with a relaxed tone, "It's just talent."

No one stipulates that what you are good at must be what you like.

She remembered that when Lui taught her some fighting skills before, he also affirmed her learning ability.

At the same time, in the face of her admiration, Louie said with a blank face: "I don't practice because I like it, and I don't enjoy the pleasure of killing people. It's just that it is a necessity, and it has nothing to do with whether I like it or hate it." It doesn't matter, I just need to get good at it."

Just need to get good at it.

Whether you are talented or not, the more you tell a lie, the more it becomes true.

"I will have a chance to teach you in the future."

Jeffrey nodded. The corners of his white coat were blown violently by the strong wind. He brushed back a strand of short gray hair scattered on his forehead, and stretched out his hand.

Li Ming put his hand in his palm naturally, looking from a distance, they really looked like a father and daughter with a harmonious relationship.

***

Jessica slipped out of the information department smoothly. Although every soldier was on guard and most of the tactical vehicles were driven away, there were still quite a few leisure or business models in the parking lot.

She stole a computer from the Ministry of Information, cracked the firewall, removed the positioning device from it, and temporarily requisitioned it as her black box.

With the computer, Jessica has a lot of confidence.

She broke through an extended black commercial vehicle combination lock. She originally wanted to find the three of them, but when she was locked in before, her eyes were blindfolded, and the positioning device placed on the three of them was also blindfolded. It seems that they have been blocked, and now it is not known where they are being held.

Recalling the faint mention of words such as "execution" in the conversation of the soldiers who heard the interrogation before, Jessica studied the map for a long time, and finally decided to locate the destination at Glory Square.

Thanks to Almistar's meticulous intelligence system, cursor movement on each building will not only display the name, but even a brief function.

There is no prison in Almistar, but there are places where soldiers who violate discipline are punished.

The Glory Square is a concentrated landmark of various punishments. It is said that the name of the square comes from a famous saying of the sixth generation of Almi:

"Blood never runs dry, glory lasts forever."

Jessica found a decorative pistol in the car, and she pulled the bolt with difficulty, thinking silently in her heart not to run into the enemy.

Autopilot's stealth mode does a good job of avoiding a lot of moving creatures, but it's not perfect for avoiding everyone at night when there's no chaos.

To her surprise, even if they ran into one or two lonely soldiers on the road, they didn't care about themselves, and instead fought with giant creatures that couldn't be seen clearly.

She didn't dare to go forward to see what those things were. Fortunately, those monsters didn't seem to be interested in her.

Jessica sailed towards the Plaza of Glory without any risk, but when she approached, she ran into Angel who was like no one else.