Little Mushroom

The gunfire stopped, and a few scattered people came up from downstairs, with Seran at the rear.

"Are these uninfected?"

Serran replied, "Yes."

Dr. An Zheting asked the whereabouts of these survivors today. There is no problem with eating, drinking and breathing. All of them are supplied by the lighthouse uniformly. Even the air is sent by the ventilation system. If there is any problem with any of these three, the entire lighthouse Fallen.But they have one thing in common. During the period from the disappearance of the magnetic field to the present, none of them have had close contact with the experimental objects. Some have been sorting out data in the office, and some have just returned from attending meetings on other floors—for example, Dr. himself.

And the infected staff also have one thing in common, they are all people who have had close contact with alien species - this kind of contact is not a real contact, but a relatively close spatial distance to monsters or alien species.For example, a researcher’s assistant, who spent the whole afternoon writing codes in a small office and fitting a certain data model, was still judged to have a genetic infection—the only suspicious thing was that he was raised in captivity in a laboratory next to him. with two reptilian monsters.

Seran asked the military to take the floor where the heterogeneous research center is located as the axis, and all the upper and lower floors must be closed for inspection, and all personnel are prohibited from entering.

"Water, food, and air are all possible sources of infection." In the lounge of the trial court, An Zhe and the doctor shared a room, and the doctor said to himself against the white wall: "It would be great if this was the case, but no."

"Is it radiation?" He asked again: "If every monster is a source of radiation, at first, the radiation is very weak, and only serious injuries will cause infection. Later, even minor injuries will cause infection, and then the radiation intensity will gradually change. Big... as long as you stay by the monster's side, your genes will undergo instant changes due to radiation."

An Zhe felt that what he said made sense, but the next moment, he saw the doctor buried his face in his palms, took a deep breath, and made a gesture of almost collapse: "But our instruments can't capture it."

An Zhe felt that the doctor was going crazy.Putting himself in his shoes, he understood the root of the doctor's madness.

Those studies—the research on monsters, what makes the researchers painful is not how complicated it is, or how many resources it requires, or how dangerous it is, but that until now, they don't know what they are facing.Like a person walking in the darkness, he has lost even his last crutch. He knows that the cliff is not far away, but he doesn't know when he will step on the ground.

He saw the doctor slowly raised his head, his blue pupils were slightly dilated, and his facial muscles were trembling. It was a kind of hopeless fear and horror, as if he was facing some huge, terrifying, and indescribable existence—— in front of him was Empty white walls, the scariest thing in the world is the unknown.

Ann poured him a glass of water, and the doctor drank it and forced a smile.

"Thank you," he said, "I don't know how many days the base's water supply can last."

The doctor was right.Since the night when the aurora disappeared, the entire base has entered a state of emergency refuge.Outside is the solar wind and radiation, no one can leave the building, but the heat outside is transmitted through the thick walls, the temperature inside the room is at least above 30 degrees Celsius, there is no temperature control measures, it is terribly dry, and the electricity is only used to maintain Basic equipment is running.Every day at [-]:[-] am and [-]:[-] pm, the base regularly distributes a compressed biscuit or a packet of nutritional supplements, together with a bottle of drinking water.

After three days, a bottle of water will only be distributed in the morning.

And this place is where the twin towers, the military command center and scientific research personnel are located.An Zhe sometimes wonders what will happen to the ordinary residential buildings outside when the resource supply of the Twin Towers has been tightened to such an extent.

"It takes 1109 hours for the 12 fighter to fly from the northern base to the dungeon base, and it also takes 12 hours to return. 120 hours have passed, and we have not received any news." The doctor said to him while calculating some complicated formulas with pen and paper. : "I trust Lu Feng emotionally, but now we have to prepare for the worst."

Five days later, the nutritional granules were gone.

The elevator was out of service, and An Zhe sneaked out of the courtroom. When he climbed the stairs, he met at least three couples kissing in the corner—maybe they weren't couples, but at least they were inseparable now.

"Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil."

"Because you are with me. Your rod and your rod comfort me."

"My life will be accompanied by grace and love for a long time."

"And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever."

He passed a conference room on the 13th floor. In it, more than a dozen white military officers and researchers were gathering to recite the Bible. At least half of them had tissues stuffed in their nostrils. The high temperature and dryness made humans prone to nosebleeds.

In fact, the high temperature and dryness are even more unsuitable for the survival of mushrooms. An Zhe has never slept well in the past few days. Sometimes he feels that he is ups and downs in the torrent of fate, and sometimes he feels that he is being spread out in the sun and is about to be dried.After finally waking up, I feel very hungry again.

But he can wait, and that's fine.Just this morning, the doctor said of him: "It's getting worse, but you seem to be getting calmer."

An Zhe was indeed not panicked. He was a calm mushroom. For the past five days, he had stayed quietly in the Twin Towers, going in and out with the doctor and Seran. Many people knew him well.

He observed the dark red light representing the working status in the surveillance camera, and listened to every broadcast with his ears up.

Just yesterday, that light dimmed.

And just this morning, the doctor was notified that all research activities were terminated due to lack of energy.

An Zhe took a deep breath, and stood in front of the door of the D1344 laboratory. The door was silent, and even the beeping of the machine stopped. He finally waited for the researchers to leave.

The door of the laboratory was closed tightly, and the sensor at the door flickered faintly.

The next second, he took out Lu Feng's ID card.