Chen Badai was also very concerned about this matter, and Xia Ruobing was naturally reluctant to leave Wang Xingguo. They walked through the crowd of looting supplies, saw Tchaikov talking with a man in a hazmat suit, and walked over.

"I told you this is not the place for you!" Tchaikov saw Wang Xingguo and was a little annoyed.

"But I'm here now," Wang Xingguo smiled, and asked bluntly to explain why he wasn't here now, "what the hell is going on." ”

"You should ask him!" Tchaikov said angrily. He opened the tiger door, and Dick sat in the car with a wounded face.

Looking at Dick's appearance, he wouldn't say anything helpful, Wang Xingguo shook his head.

"Perhaps, as his confidant, you should know something." Tchaikov scoffed.

"Zombie ants," Wang Xingguo thought for a moment and said, "Maybe you've heard of it." ”

"Zombie ants?" Tchaikov did not know what Wang Xingguo was going to say.

"A fungus that has existed for 48 million years, it infects ants, controls the brains of ants, and when the ants move to a location suitable for the growth of the fungus, it will kill the ants, forming an infected area of about one square meter, and then re-infect ants who accidentally step into this trap......" Wang Xingguo roughly said.

"You mean, those people are a bunch of zombie ants?" Tchaikov's eyes widened.

"I hope so! But some of their characteristics are very similar to those of zombie ants, and infected zombie ants will also gnaw frantically on objects......" Wang Xingguo said.

"Okay, then tell me, how do you kill those zombie ants? Insecticides or pesticides? Tchaikov didn't quite believe Wang Xingguo's words.

"There is no need to kill because the fungus will kill them, and if no more infected bodies are found, the fungus will kill the host."

"In the test results, it was found that the infected person had an unknown virus, several bacteria, and fungi in his blood. This is a group of organisms, not just fungi. A dejected Dick interjected.

"I think it's better to use fire, no matter what virus it is, you will be afraid of high temperatures." Tchaikov thought for a moment and said.

"Tchaikov, any virulent infection, if you can't find the next host, will die very quickly, and I believe this is the same," Wang Xingguo reminded, "The key is not to kill them, but to lock them down and not let the source of infection return to the city." ”

"Do you still have to say that?" Tchaikov pursed his lips, "Pray, we may die here." ”

Tchaikov's words didn't seem like a joke at all, and Chen Badai couldn't help but pray......

"There's no way they're going to get out of this wasteland, and if they're like zombie ants, they're just left with the most primitive nervous reactions and desperate search for the next host to survive. Winter is not the season for infection, so it's not like we're out of the picture. Wang Xingguo said again.

Wang Xingguo's words reminded Tchaikov that he had been plagued by various problems all along, tired of running for his life, and had no time to stop and think. It's an isolated town, there are still hundreds of kilometers to get to the nearest town, and it is impossible to cross hundreds of kilometers in the cold on foot alone, and if you can hold your ground, as long as no one is infected, the survival rate is still very high.

"Okay, so tell me, where are those zombie ants going next?" Tchaikov began to face Wang Xingguo's words.

"If I'm not mistaken, these viruses also need to survive, and when they can't find more hosts, they will look for a suitable place to survive and direct the host there to serve as a petri dish for the next generation to survive. Such a cold wasteland is certainly not suitable for survival, they will go to the warm ground ......"

"Volgan! They'll go back to Volgang! Tchaikov exclaimed that the virus emerged from there, and that was the best place for them to survive.

In this way, the problem is solved, as long as they avoid the pursuit of the living dead, they will not last long in the bitter cold, they will return to Volgan, become the petri dish of the next generation, and they don't have to worry about finding and killing these people all over the wasteland, they just need to seal the hole in Volgang.

"Wang Xingguo, you are really a genius!" Tchaikov was a little excited, and in his mind, there was already a new plan.

"No, I'm just guessing."

Regardless of whether Wang Xingguo guessed or not, from the known science, the infection of the virulent virus can indeed make people sick quickly, but once the next host cannot be found, the virulent virus will not last long. The most typical is the Ebola virus, a virus with a very high infection rate and mortality rate, which has no cure, but within a few days, the virus will kill the host and die with it.

In any case, isolation is the best way to deal with infection, this wasteland in the cold winter is the best place to isolate, Tchaikov can't help but thank the Creator for not letting it appear in densely populated cities, and now what they have to do is to isolate the possible host from the living dead who have been infected, cut off their channels of infection, and then wait for the virus to command these living dead to return to Volgan......

The speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, Dick had been silent in the car, he felt that Wang Xingguo was very right, although he released this terrible thing, but the result was not as bad as he thought, he still had a chance to find Wang Ling, and by that time, everything was over......

"As for Dick, just watch it!" Tchaikov pulled Dick out of his tiger style and pushed him in front of Chen Badai.

"I told you what I knew, and you should tell me what you know." Wang Xingguo stepped forward and stopped in front of Tchaikov, not allowing him to leave.

"I thought your employer told you everything," Tchaikov sneered at Dick and turned his head again, "what do you want to know?" ”

"What does it matter to the Tomb, the Diamond Mine, the 'Red Dragon's Heart', and everything that's happening now?"

"Well, I'll tell you everything I know, and we'll talk to a quiet place." Tchaikov looked at them, felt that there were too many people here, and after speaking, walked straight to the edge of the crowd.

Wang Xingguo and Xia Ruobing followed, standing in the frozen soil of the wasteland, away from the noise of the crowd, Tchaikov took out a bottle of vodka from his pocket, shook it at Wang Xingguo and said, "Do you want to take a sip?" ”

Wang Xingguo shook his head. Tchaikov took a big sip and then slowly spoke: "My identity as the guardian of the royal tomb was robbed, and Dick is the orthodox guardian......"

These words made Xia Ruobing and Wang Xingguo slightly stunned, and listened to Tchaikov continue to speak.

"Dick's ancestor, Old Tchaicher, was the last orthodox guardian of the royal tomb, and it stands to reason that the guardian must be appointed by the royal family, but at that time, only he and Old Tchaikov were left in the royal family of Loulan, who would care? You can imagine how painful it is for two cousins to struggle to survive in this wasteland, and they can't touch the wealth that is so close at hand. One day, old Citchell offered to go to the royal tomb to get some treasure, so that they could survive and leave hope for the royal family of Loulan......"

But with a beginning, you can't stop. The two men opened the tomb and took some treasures in exchange for their supplies, but the door to greed was also opened, and it was always shameful to steal and sell the treasures of their ancestors' tombs, and they turned their attention to the diamond mines, where the inexhaustible wealth was ......

Then everyone knows what happened, in the process of digging diamonds, accidentally triggered the insects and witches that protected the royal tomb, and the disaster spread across the earth, and most of the miners under the two men were killed and injured. In order to make up for their sins, they deceived more bankrupt peasants and homeless people through deception and other means, and used their lives to make up for the sins they committed, and the two finally had a disagreement because of this. Old Tchaicher believed that only more wealth could recruit more people and put an end to the disaster, and the old Tchaikov insisted that the diamond mines and the royal tombs be resealed and never opened again.

"Dick had shown us some treasures that were said to have been taken out of the royal tombs, some rings and ornaments......" Xia Ruobing suddenly remembered this.

"Yes, they did take some treasures from the tomb, including the crown......" Tchaikov took another long sip of wine.

"Skeleton Crown?" Wang Xingguo asked. Then it is understandable why Tchaikov also went to Tinianti.