Die with the boss [Quick Transmigration]

Wang Qiao stopped in his tracks.

Luo Cheng smiled, pushed him away and said, "Let's go."

There was some hesitation on the young mercenary's face.

In Luo Cheng's current appearance, his lips were purple, his skin was pale, and the blue blood vessels became more and more clear under the skin, making that handsome face look like a ghost.

Anyone could tell he was infected.

Infected people cannot be saved.

In the end, he took a step back silently, bent down and put the gun and hand/mine on his body on the ground.

Luo Cheng said weakly: "Bring your weapon. Are you dying?"

Wang Qiao lit up the gobo/knife on his waist, and then showed that kind of innocent smile: "I have this."

Luo Cheng also smiled, closed his eyes and said, "Go, live."

The footsteps gradually faded away, and Luo Cheng slid to the ground against the wall, smelling the strong rancid smell of his own blood.

With 404 around, he wasn't worried that he would become a monster that lost his self-awareness, but he was very depressed when he thought that he might not be able to act in the appearance of a human being, and the difficulty of completing the task would increase greatly.

Alas, I just hope that this appearance will not follow him back to the underworld, otherwise it will be really cold.

【Will you want a cigarette, Brother Cheng? ] 404 questions.

【Come. 】

Before finishing a cigarette, he passed out.

Luo Cheng didn't faint for long, and when he woke up, he felt a violent burning sensation in his stomach.

He was very thirsty and very hungry.

He was woken up by starvation.

404 said that he was unconscious for less than a quarter of an hour. Luo Cheng sat up and found that his vision was clear and his muscle weakness disappeared.

Luo Cheng lifted his clothes to check the wound, the bleeding had stopped, and the skin didn't seem to have changed.I touched my face, but nothing strange appeared.

Is it infected or not, and that's it?

Except for hunger, Luo Cheng hardly felt any discomfort. After hanging up the equipment left by Wang Qiao, he stood up and turned on the earphone: "Is anyone there?"

Only the sound of sizzle current was heard.

Luo Cheng felt that something extremely bad had happened.

He rushed downstairs immediately.

Damn, this zombie virus is simply an energy booster for him, his head is no longer dizzy and his legs are no longer weak, but he has more strength!

404 breathed a sigh of relief: [Hey, let me just say, how could Brother Cheng be infected with a mere zombie virus, but you...]

Before he could finish speaking, it shut up amidst the siren that suddenly sounded in Luo Cheng's mind.

Luo Cheng saw Wang Qiao's gobo/knife by the security door on the third floor, and the knife was stained with blood.

His eyes sank, he picked up the knife and continued walking inside.

He remembered that Wang Qiao said that he put Gao Xiaofeng in Sichen's room on the third floor.

If something happens to Wang Qiao, then Gao Xiaofeng...

The door of the room was ajar, revealing a corner inside, and the white gauze curtain was dancing in the sunlight.

Luo Cheng held his breath and sneaked, approaching the moment, and suddenly pushed the door open.

Something smashed down on him, Luo Cheng subconsciously shot upwards, and the pages scattered like snowflakes.

Luo Cheng was startled: What the hell?

Immediately after the sound of the side wind, Luo Cheng blocked it with his backhand, but unexpectedly grabbed a stool leg, lowered his head and met the terrified Gao Xiaofeng face to face!

Gao Xiaofeng stared at him blankly for a few seconds, then suddenly let go of the stool, threw himself on him and burst into tears: "Brother Luo Cheng, you are here!"

Luo Cheng was hugged by someone's waist, holding a stool in his hand and holding it up in the air awkwardly, not daring to move.

"Uh," he put down the stool, and patted Gao Xiaofeng's back with the other hand, "Are you okay?"

Gao Xiaofeng shook his head, warm tears soaked his arms, and said in a low voice, "It's okay."

When Gao Xiaofeng calmed down, Luo Cheng pulled him away and asked him what happened.

The scholar had a red nose and red eyes, and sat on the edge of the bed with a confused face and said: "I don't know... I just remember that I was knocked out by Beta, and I woke up in this room, and you didn't answer the earphones. I didn’t dare to go out by myself... I was worried that some evolutionary species would come, so I used the books in the house and put them on the door to make a trap—by the way, why are there books here? What kind of place is this?”

Luo Cheng looked back, and it turned out that the thing he shot so fiercely was the hardcover edition of "Frankenstein".

After stepping on the flames, Luo Cheng fiddled with his toes, and saw something in the pile of waste paper with sharp eyes.

Crouching down and pulling it apart, I found that it was half a photo.

There was only half of the photo, and the other half was cut off. The remaining half was a foreign man with blond hair and blue eyes, who was very tall and handsome.Westerners look old, and this man is estimated to be between 25 and 35 years old.

Gao Xiaofeng asked curiously: "Who is this?"

Luo Cheng brushed the man's smiling face with his thumb, "He is Alpha."

Gao Xiaofeng froze instantly: "...Huh?"

Luo Cheng put half of the photo in his trouser pocket, and put it together with Lao Mo's pink rabbit pendant.

Patting his pocket, he stood up, "Let's go."

Gao Xiaofeng nodded, as if he was just an insecure chick clinging to Luo Cheng's side.

Luo Cheng frowned suddenly, and asked, "Are you bleeding?"

Gao Xiaofeng was stunned, and raised his left hand, "Yes, I woke up earlier and found that there was a scrape on my elbow, but it had already started to scab... Eh, why is it bleeding again?"

Luo Cheng's scalp exploded.

Hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry...

There are only two words that go back and forth in my mind.

He was so hungry, he was so hungry that he panicked, his whole body was restless, and his flesh and blood seemed to be on fire, and every inch of him was evaporated to dryness.

When the hunger that was suppressed before smelled the fragrance of blood, it was like a tsunami raging, and evil beasts came out of the cage, sweeping across the sky and covering the sky.

When Gao Xiaofeng raised his hand, he almost couldn't help but pounce on it, biting the blood-oozing flesh.

Luo Cheng held his breath suddenly, and turned his head abruptly.

【cigarette! ] His voice was extremely unsteady, 【404 Give me a cigarette, I want to smoke! 】

He fumbled in his pocket, but what he took out was not a cigarette but a cigar.

The corners of Luo Cheng's eyes twitched, he took out the lighter and lit it recklessly, and couldn't wait to take a deep breath.

The hunger was not suppressed at all, but intensified instead. The fire kept burning in his heart and stomach, making his whole body scorching hot, and the cracks in his bones were densely itchy.

But Gao Xiaofeng wanted to go around and asked him worriedly: "What's wrong with you?"

Fuck!

Looking at that thin white neck, I really want to bite it!

Bite off his neck, suck the warm and sweet blood, creamy and sweet meat, fascia, muscle, bone marrow, and by the way, the arterial blood on the neck is particularly full, and it will feel bursting when you bite it...

He was very, very thirsty...

fuck fuck fuck!

Finally, he knew what effect that broken virus had on him!

Luo Cheng bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and the pain woke him up a bit.

He bit his cigar and said in a muffled voice, "Stay away from me!"

Gao Xiaofeng was stunned, Luo Cheng had never spoken to him in such a severe or even disgusting manner.

But Luo Cheng's current situation is obviously wrong with the naked eye: his eyes are bloodshot, but his complexion is frighteningly pale, the veins on his forehead are bulging, his head is covered in cold sweat, and his whole body is trembling—it looks like a drug addiction attack.

Gao Xiaofeng's scalp is numb: No way, is Luo Cheng addicted to drugs? !

He backed away according to his words, and saw Luo Cheng gasping for breath, and then showing an even more unbearable expression.

Gao Xiaofeng asked at a loss: "You, are you a drug addict, committed a crime?"

Luo Cheng rolled his eyes, "I, damn it, I'm a vegetarian," he said viciously, gnashing his teeth, "The son of a bitch must force me to eat meat!"

This bull-headed and horse-mouthed answer clearly shows that the brain is starting to lose its clarity!

Gao Xiaofeng was shocked, and began to worry that Luo Cheng would violently hurt others like a drug addict who fell into hallucinations.

"Luo Cheng," he glanced at the stool next to him, and discussed in a low voice, "I knocked you out, can you take a rest?"

Luo Cheng heard it, and showed a ferocious smile: "Good idea."

Gao Xiaofeng was terrified by his smile, and immediately raised the stool swiftly.

He closed his eyes and shouted: "Don't blame me, I'm also doing it for your own good!"

Before fainting, he seemed to hear someone laughing softly.

But when he woke up and saw the snow-white ceiling, Luo Cheng knew that it was probably an illusion that he had when he was so hungry that he lost his mind.

He was still hungry, and that annoying laugh sounded in his ears again.

Luo Cheng's first reaction after waking up was to look at his hands. When he saw that the skin on both hands was still the same, a little heart that had rushed for eight hundred miles finally fell back to its original place. .

He was lying in a white room with a size of about ten square meters. There was nothing but a 1.2-meter-wide single bed. The ceiling, floor and three walls were all white and white. mask.

This "white and clean" aesthetic can be seen as the handwriting of someone Si.

Luo Cheng got out of bed and walked towards the one-way mirror, where his appearance was clearly reflected in the mirror.

He looked haggard and was wearing a white hospital gown.

It's the kind of one-piece hospital gown that is tied from front to back like an apron, with the butt pockets exposed.

ah!No wonder the little brother and his butt feel chilly. It turns out that his handsome buttocks are exposed to the crowd!

Too... too hurt my self-esteem!

Luo Cheng was furious, covering his butt and glaring at the one-way mirror.

He knew that Si Chen must be watching him from behind!

A mocking chuckle gently brushed his ear.

Luo Cheng was so annoyed that he shouted: "Stop laughing!"

He is almost starving to death, which psycho is still laughing!Laugh at your motherfucker!

404 said tremblingly: [Brother Cheng, no one is laughing...]

Luo Cheng angrily walked back to the bed and sat down, [I know,] he bit his left hand hard, and the sharp canine teeth ground the thin flesh, [I'm fucking hungry for hallucinations. 】

The tiger's mouth was bled out in no time, and Luo Cheng didn't stop.

The blood that gushed out soon flowed down his wrist, dripping on the snow-white sheets and the ground.

He bit off a piece of meat from the tiger's mouth and chewed it in his mouth.

The taste was really bad, Luo Cheng frowned, and spat on the ground with a "bah".

His own flesh and blood could not relieve the hunger that made his stomach twitch, but the pain could help him maintain his sanity and sobriety.

[Think about the good,] 404 comforted him, [We have successfully entered Si Chen's underground laboratory now, the plan has taken a big step forward, right? A good start is 99% success, Brother Cheng! 】

Luo Cheng didn't answer, and bit his hand like venting his anger, and soon his hand and mouth became bloody.

He stretched out his tongue to lick off the sweet blood on his lips, and the blood and saliva moistened the dry and cracked lips.

Every pore was itching with anxiety.

God is so pitiful, the African people are eating super rice, and the average GDP of the underworld has surpassed that of the moderately developed countries in the human world. He, a senior civil servant in the three realms, is still suffering from famine!

So hungry ah ah ah——

Finally, a cold voice sounded in the room.

Si Chen said without hesitation, "Luo Cheng, stop self-harm immediately."

Luo Cheng suddenly turned his head and stared at the one-way mirror.

In the reflection of the mirror surface, a line of blood red faintly appeared in the bright black pupils.

"Why lock me up?" he hissed, his voice hoarse and painful.

Si Chen's voice continued to be calm: "You were infected by the mutant E virus carried by the evolved species. Although you have no symptoms of infection now, you still need to be isolated and observed."

Luo Cheng sucked the blood from the wound, slurring his words, "Where are the others?"

Si Chen said: "Except for you and Gao Xiaofeng, no one survived."

Luo Cheng stopped his movements and took a deep breath.

"I want to see Gao Xiaofeng." He said.

"Yes," Si Chen said, "but after the 24-hour quarantine period is over, there are still 22 hours, 5 minutes and 48 seconds left."

Si Chen unilaterally cut off the conversation, and after a while, the door hidden on a white wall slid open, and two tall mercenaries walked in, followed by a young female researcher.

Luo Cheng saw that she looked familiar, and when the other party was bandaging him, he belatedly remembered that her name seemed to be Xiao Meng.

Luo Cheng controlled himself not to look at the other party's neck as much as possible, and said restrainedly, "Thank you."

The young girl gave him a sympathetic look, pursed her lips, and said nothing.

After the three of them went out, Luo Cheng stayed alone in this quiet and white room again.

He lay flat on the bed and started counting down the seconds.

2144 seconds later, a small window opened on the door, and a dinner plate came in. There were milk, bread and a can of beef in the dinner plate, which could be called rich.

But Luo Cheng has no appetite at all.

Only fresh, hot, human flesh and blood can calm his hunger and anxiety.

404 was actually a little afraid of him, and felt that Luo Cheng was in an extremely bad mood, so it remained as quiet as a chicken in the following time.

After 6032 seconds, someone took the plate.

6053 seconds later, Si Chen's voice sounded again in the room.

He asked, "Luo Cheng, aren't you hungry?"

Luo Cheng closed his eyes, and hummed angrily: "It's okay."

There was a bit of real confusion in Si Chen's voice: "Are you dissatisfied with my arrangement, and are you angry with me?"

what the hell.

Luo Cheng opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the one-way mirror and said, "You think too much."

7199 seconds later, a stack of books was handed in from the small window, Luo Cheng walked over, picked it up and flipped through it.

They were all things that were not long before the end. From finance, racing cars to fashion magazines, a few comics, and even pornographic books, they were all scrapped.

He picked out a magazine with a bunny girl in it and said, "Why don't you give me a dress that covers my ass?"

After 8000 seconds, an ordinary set of short-sleeved T-shirt and cotton sweatpants was handed in, no underwear.

Luo Cheng took off his butt-exposing hospital gown without changing his expression, and changed into his underwear.

Damn, it's a bit stuck.

After 79200 seconds, Luo Cheng opened his sleepless eyes.

Si Chen's voice sounded at the same time: "It's time, do you want to see Gao Xiaofeng now?"

Luo Cheng said: "No, I want to see you."