Chapter 81

Just when Wu You and the others were working hard to cultivate, on the other side, there was a secret research institute in the imperial capital......

"Professor, this is 'that' recent data. The researcher respectfully handed the folder in his hand to the person in front of him, with a faint admiration in his eyes, "It has been in a stable state lately, and it has gradually been able to control its appetite, does the professor want to take a look?"

The man was dressed in a sterile gown, his body was short, and his face was covered tightly by huge goggles and medical masks, making it difficult to see. I saw that he took the folder and looked through it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction: "Let's go, take me to see the situation." ”

Because of the mask, the man's voice was distorted and difficult to distinguish, even if it was a man or a woman.

"Okay, please come with me. ”

Although it is an underground tunnel, it is spacious and dry, and the walls of each place are covered with complex mechanisms, which seem to trigger some dangerous system if you accidentally touch it. However, the two of them seemed to be very familiar with this place, and they didn't look nervous at all.

Soon, the two stopped in front of a metal gate, only to see the professor enter a string of numbers on the combination lock next to the door, and then tap his finger on the screen, and the originally closed door immediately opened slowly, and in an instant, the bright light in the room hit the two of them, which was a little dazzling.

This is a hundred-square-meter laboratory, and at a glance, it is full of cultivation chambers for mutated creatures. In the middle of the room, several large computers are side by side, recording all kinds of complex data, and many researchers in sterile lab coats shuttle between the various culture chambers, carefully operating.

"Professor. As soon as they saw the person, the people who were originally busy immediately whispered hello, and the respectful attitude did not indicate that the status of this person was not low.

The man nodded casually to the crowd, didn't speak, and walked to the deepest part of the laboratory with his legs raised, as if he had long been accustomed to it, and did not glance at the creatures in the cultivation chamber. Since the zombie crisis broke out in full swing, his target is no longer these mutated creatures, and the only thing he is interested in now is nothing other than "the one" inside.

As soon as he thought of being so surprised by him before leaving, he couldn't help but have his eyes light up, and his heart beat with excitement: the semi-finished product that he had cultivated with great difficulty was gone, but he didn't expect that he would now pick up a better test subject, which couldn't be better!

In the deepest part of the laboratory, unlike the previous huge cultivation cabins side by side, there is only a two-meter-high independent cultivation cabin, several computers are placed five meters away from the cultivation cabin, and various data on the bright screen are quickly skipped, and several technicians' fingers keep wandering between the keyboards, not daring to relax.

And inside this cabin: slender limbs, a muscular body, a slightly drooping head, and closed eyes, this is a human appearance no matter how you look at it, and it is a handsome male human being.

The professor slowly walked to the glass of the training cabin, stretched out his fingertips and tapped the transparent surface, and suddenly whispered, "The data shows that you are awake now, what's wrong? Don't you want to talk to me?"

I saw that the man's eyelashes suddenly trembled, and then he opened his eyes suddenly, his blood-dripping red eyes stared at the person in front of him, and the originally round nails "brushed" into sharp claws, but they quickly retracted, and the expression of struggle seemed to be trying to control something, so frightened that the researchers around the professor couldn't help but take a step back.

"It's you!" was obviously filled with cultivation fluid, but the man could speak normally, and that angry tone seemed to break through the fence and kill the man in the next second.

The professor calmly withdrew his hand and looked directly into the man's eyes, looking like he had already expected the other party's reaction to be like this: "There's no need to be so angry, in fact, if I hadn't brought you here, you would have died in the hospital bed in City C a few weeks ago." ”

"Hmph, I have to thank you for turning me into this inhuman and ghostly appearance!"

The man's uncontrollable fist slammed into the cultivation cabin, but except for the transparent expression that was beaten with a "bang", it didn't have any effect.

The professor didn't care about letting him get angry, and still said unhurriedly, his indifferent attitude made the man want to tear his face apart when he looked at it: "Who made you like this, you know better than anyone else, a few weeks ago, you were infected with the virus due to your injuries in that fight with the zombie king...... I don't think you have forgotten. ”

The man's blood-red eyes flashed slightly, and his movements slowly became honest, it seemed that he remembered, but he didn't fully trust the person in front of him, only to see him squint his eyes, staring at the other party seriously for a while, and finally said the question he had always wanted to ask.

"What the hell are you trying to do to me. ”

"Uh-huh......" the end note went up, and the professor was very pleased with the man's calm speed, "Of course it's to save you." ”

"Tsk, joke. The man raised his eyebrows in disdain, not believing the man's words at all.

Being suspicious like this, the professor didn't care, but chuckled lightly, looking happy: "Of course, saving you is only the final result, our real purpose is to turn zombies back into humans." ”

Seeing that the man was just stunned for a moment and calmly waited for his explanation, the man nodded appreciatively, and then slowly continued: "There are many ways for the zombie virus to spread, and the most easily infected way is to be bitten and scratched by zombies. ”

The man froze suddenly, his expression was extremely ugly, but he was not the slightest shocked, he seemed to have known the changes in his body, but he just didn't want to accept the facts.

He closed his blood-red eyes uncomfortably for a while, and when he opened them again, he could no longer see any emotion in his unwavering eyes: "In this way, I now provide you with a research object, then, I have obviously become a zombie but still maintain consciousness, is it your credit? There are so many zombies, why are you the only one who uses me as an experiment." ”

"Staying conscious is our latest research achievement, as for why we are looking for you, because you were a supernatural person in your lifetime," in the face of the man's inquiry, the professor unreservedly said, even quite happy, "Before you really become a zombie, the energy in your body instinctively riots in order to get rid of the virus, if it is usual, the energy of the supernatural person can indeed strengthen the immune system in the body/body, and devour the virus in large quantities to achieve the healing process." ”

"But the speed of the spread of the zombie virus is extremely rapid, even if the energy of the ability is extremely deep, in the end, it still can't stop the fate of becoming a zombie, and once it becomes a zombie, no matter what kind of injection drug, as long as it is introduced into the body/inside, it will be repelled by the energy generated by the zombie itself. ”

Speaking of this, the professor paused, suddenly raised his head and looked directly into the man's eyes, his tone trembled slightly, and his mood became unusually high: "But if the energy of the ability itself is used as the carrier, this matter can go smoothly, so instead of wasting energy to resist inaction, it is better to extract all of it and use it as material for us to use as materials for our later experimental research!"

The man listened coldly to the so-called explanation, until the other party stopped, and then spoke: "After all, I will become a zombie so quickly, mainly because my energy has been extracted." ”

"Definitely. The professor did not deny this, "But don't worry, the world desperately needs a way to restore zombies to humans, as long as we can do this, our research can be very successful, so we will try our best to save you no matter what." ”

"Hmph, that sounds great, so what do you need me to do?"

"Cooperate with the research, don't resist. ”

The man squinted his eyes with a smile and looked at the professor meaningfully, just when everyone thought that he would not agree, they saw him suddenly smile heartily, and his handsome appearance suddenly added a lot of charm: "Okay, anyway, there is no good way now, I still want to change back into a human more than a zombie who is not a human or a ghost." ”

The man's answer was evidently satisfying to the professor, and he smiled and said a few comforting words before leaving, citing his busy schedule. The man waved his hand behind his back pleasantly, his eyes narrowed and he couldn't see what was in his heart.

Out of the laboratory door, the researcher who came out with the professor couldn't help but speak, his face full of worry: "Professor, do you think it really believes what he just said?"

The professor squinted at the person around him and waved his hand nonchalantly, as if he didn't take his question to heart: "Believe it or not, as long as it doesn't resist." ”

What keeps consciousness is the result of their research, but it is only caused by the special genes of the supernatural, and this is nothing more than to increase their credibility. As for turning zombies back into humans, just kidding, they're going to want zombies.

"Inject it with an injection every hour, pay attention to the data of each time, and wait until the effect appears, and then inform me privately, be smart, don't be discovered. ”

Speaking of this, the professor paused and whispered, "Be careful this time, don't kill the test subject." ”

"Yes, don't worry, we know that the same thing won't happen again!"

After all, they put so much effort into the test object last time, but they lost it, and no matter how you say it this time, they can't fail again.

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