Cannon Fodder's Humanoid Plug-in

Life is not easy, Maomao sighs

Yan Dongjiu quickly scanned the letter.

The letter did not contain a large amount of text, but a stick figure map, in which a certain laboratory was painted with a red pen to mark the key points.

Introduced by the male voice on the opposite side of the drone, that is the hiding place, or trapped point, of several professors.

"Several old professors hid together in the laboratory. It was considered safe at first, but suddenly someone mutated into a zombie..."

"Now they're all hiding in the bathroom..."

The drone was held by Lao Tang, and he issued a persuasion with the sound of squeak.

Yan Dongjiu put away the letter: "Sorry..."

The No. [-] laboratory building is the only place to go from the No. [-] canteen to the school hospital, and it is closer to the No. [-] canteen.

The person who sent the drone to appease the students and deliver supplies came from the No. [-] laboratory building, which is closer to the teaching buildings, and is in the opposite direction from the No. [-] laboratory building.

"I need to think about it again." Yan Dongjiu paused for a moment, and finally asked the question that had been brewing for a long time:

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​asking my cat for help?"

It's not that she doesn't want to put Yan Chen in danger, it's just that no matter how you look at it, this matter seems weird.

How did the other party know about Chenchen's existence, and how did he know that he could save those professors?

There was a moment of silence on the other side of the drone, as if organizing words: "It's like this..."

"Your cat saved my students."

"At that time, he just shot a video."

"His roommate was trapped in the dormitory building, and he also saw your cat, in the girls' dormitory..."

"Don't be afraid." The voice from the drone was distorted, and Yan Chen could hear a comforting smile from it:

"No matter how fast the zombies evolve, they will not be able to recover their language ability for the time being."

"When the end is coming, human beings should watch over and help each other."

"These old professors, each one of them, are treasures that we should protect together."

"I know it's a bit overwhelming..."

"But I still beg you, I hope your cat can help save these professors."

Sure enough, through some means, the other party knew about Yan Chen's previous help in the girls' dormitory building.

Yan Dongjiu heaved a sigh of relief happily.

She hesitated for a moment, then looked down at Yan Chen: "I can't make a choice for my cat."

"Chenchen, are you willing to help?" Yan Dongjiu knelt down and asked.

Lao Tang looked at this scene with some curiosity, is this how Dongjiu raises cats?

No wonder Sister Xu used to say that her daughter raising a cat was like raising an ancestor.

——Who asks pets for their opinions on everything?But the girl and the cat in front of him are obviously used to it.

In the silent anxiety of the drone, Yan Chen slowly nodded: "Meow—"

Yan Dongjiu quietly breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and smiled: "He agreed."

"Okay, okay, thank you! Then I'll wait for your good news, little gray cat. There is a room marked green on the distribution map of the laboratory building, where my students and I..."

The two sides talked for a while about the situation of the No. [-] laboratory building, and Yan Chen also memorized the schematic diagram in the letter.

The middle-aged professor who called for help had obviously done his homework and preparations.

When Yan Chen indicated that he was ready to set off, the drone lowered its altitude so that Yan Chen could take it.

Thanks to the not-so-far distance from the No. [-] experimental building, the UAV still has sufficient energy to support its operation.

Entrusting Yandong Wine to Jutu Cotton Candy, Yanchen left the Third Canteen by drone.

The scene from the previous few days reappeared. This time, everyone was not surprised. They were only a little envious and curious about who he was helping this time.

……

Walking in the air, Yan Chen was able to overlook the area.

Everyone in the No. 2 Canteen thought that the cleared far away and opened up a large safety zone became a small circle the size of a cat's claw, but within [-] minutes Yan Chen left behind.

The remaining mutated plants are far more than they imagined.

The earth was shrouded in a piece of greenery, and the dark green surrounded by it appeared strange pupa movements from time to time, as if being swept by a strong wind.

If it wasn't for the drone, it would take at least half a day for Yan Chen to cross this greenery.

……

Two 10 minutes later.

The drone landed slowly, and with the sound of two piercing sounds, two wandering zombies fell to the ground in front of the tall building. Their heads rolled down the stairs and rolled behind a silver-gray cat that jumped from the air.

Yan Chen stepped on the ground and looked into the laboratory building.

The glass installed in this building is as smooth as a mirror, no more than a dormitory or a school hospital, and he cannot directly climb up to the tall building from the outside...

The gate had already been broken open, and there were crimson blood stains and traces of dragging on the ground.

Yan Chen glanced twice, avoided the blood-stained ground, and walked inward.

After using supernatural powers to kill a few zombies wandering around on the first floor, he came to the elevator and saw a white bone lying in it, with some flesh and blood still barely attached.

Yan Chen had no choice but to take the stairs instead.

The energy of the drone is running out, and he has already put it in the space, waiting to find a chance to recharge it later.

There were also blackened bloodstains all over the stairway. In addition, there were two corpses of Nan`feng in white coats. The sound of heavy footsteps came from the top.

Yan Chen squinted his eyes and pricked up his ears to listen.

The dangers hidden here are obviously no less than those outside.

Roughly estimated, there may be at least seven or eight zombies on each floor...

Obviously, although equipped with alarm facilities, the professors and students were immersed in the research. They didn't realize that something was wrong until they saw the zombies with their own eyes, and they didn't have time to respond in time.

Fortunately, for zombies, animals are far less attractive than humans.

Yan Chen's movements are nimble, his body is small, and he can't reach the front. If he just avoids the group of zombies, it's very easy for him.

After all, his mission is not to kill all the zombies in the building, but to find those professors and relieve their crisis—where is the ventilation duct?

Yan Chen turned around and finally found the hidden pipe in the corner.

He got in through the narrow opening of the pipe, and his ears were scraped to the back of his head, and soon he was able to return to normal in the suddenly enlightened official way.

The dust is a bit heavy.

Yan Chen sneezed involuntarily, and began to walk towards the destination according to the floor plan in his memory.

Soon, he estimated that he had reached the seventh floor.

Then... then which direction should I go?Yan Chen turned around, dazed by the dust in the pipe.

Looking at the road on the left, the road on the right, and the road ahead...

He squatted on the spot, lost in thought.

The sense of smell that cats are proud of seems to be a decoration in front of the intricate pipeline.

But soon, Yan Chen thought of a good way.

Following the "ho ho" sound made by the zombies under his feet from time to time, he poked his head out of the vent to observe the movements of the zombies.

Whichever direction these zombies go, he will drill in that direction.

Who would have thought that he is a cat, and his sense of smell is not as sensitive as that of a zombie?

That's not right. Zombies don't seem to use their sense of smell to pursue humans. They have an extraordinary desire and intuition for human blood and flesh.

Drilling back into the pipe, Yan Chen shook his head.

He didn't understand what kind of power could turn human beings into walking corpses and let them kill each other.

He's just a cat after all.

Following the path of the zombies, Yan Chen finally smelled an increasingly obvious smell of blood.

In addition, there is a hint of burnt smell, similar to the smell from a hot phone when playing with Yandong wine on a hot day...

Finally, Yan Chen found the source of these smells.

In addition to the public toilets on each floor, there is also a small independent toilet inside these laboratories.

At this time, Yan Chen's rescue target was crammed into a small bathroom.

There are only two pits here, and in addition to the sink, there are six old people crowded in the small open space.

Even the air seemed extremely thin.

"Professor Li, I still have some biscuits here, eat them..."

Four of the six professors are in their early [-]s, and the other two have gray temples, and they are already seventy years old.

The thin old man called Professor Li was one of them. He had already passed the retirement age, but he was hired back by Anming University, and he had the highest reputation among the six.

"Cough, cough..." The skinny old man shook his head, his voice was as frighteningly weak as his appearance:

"I will not eat……"

"Keep it to yourself!"

He is an old man, and his wife always taunts him when he walks, "Are you afraid that you will trample the ants on the road to death?".

At this time, how can we seize resources with young people?

Even if it's just a packet of cookies.

But that was the last packet of biscuits they had.

"Professor Li..." The professor holding the biscuit wanted to persuade him again.

The latter waved his hand again: "If I say I won't eat it, I won't eat it. It's hard for me to talk now. Don't talk to me... Cough! Cough! Talk nonsense."

"I'm sorry, Professor Li."

The narrow and crowded bathroom fell into silence again.

Only the door panel is knocked from time to time, and the sound of "bang! bang!" can wake them up from their respective thoughts.

After persisting for a few days, the door was already crumbling.

"Stand over here and let me breathe..." Professor Li suddenly pulled a colleague who was near the door.

The latter subconsciously took two steps in, and when he saw Professor Li pointing his back at the door and smiling kindly at him, his nose was sore.

How old are you, why can't you hold back your tears?

He quickly lowered his head, yawned pretending to be sleepy, and rubbed his eyes.

Others followed suit, either pretending to be sleepy, or raising their necks at a 45-degree angle.

Looking up, there was a sudden slight noise from the ventilation duct above his head.

Professor An's breathing was stagnant, and the sound became louder as expected... What could it be approaching?

She frowned, and was about to open her mouth to remind others.

The passing sound stopped suddenly, and a... cat ear protruded from the narrow opening of the pipe?

It was a silver-gray cat, and his head soon followed, stuck between the pipe guardrails.

its stuck……

Professor An blinked blankly, and the cat blinked at him too.

Then, the cat was extremely silky and "flowed" down like water.

Landing on the sink, Yan Chen smelled an unpleasant smell coming from the toilet cubicle.

He wrinkled his cat face uncomfortably, but still politely greeted several professors who were looking at him: "Meow——"

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!