Chapter 633: The Daily Life of the Doomsday Me and the Boss 14

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The moment he saw the cigarette, Xiao Bing's eyes lit up instantly.

What is a man, naturally, is to drink the strongest wine and smoke the strongest cigarette.

Now that morality is collapsing, not only is there a serious lack of food, clothing, housing and transportation, but even cigarettes and alcohol are very lacking.

For a man who likes tobacco and alcohol, even if he is given the most beautiful woman in the world, he will not be willing.

After all, a small piece of bread can make you do whatever you want, but that cigarette is very rare, this catkins is a box of cigarettes as soon as it is shot, and it is even better to look at the name, even before the end of the day, Xiaobing has not smoked this kind of cigarette.

Gift-giving is naturally to do what he likes, giving cigarettes to men who like cigarettes is undoubtedly a very witty approach, Xiaobing almost quickly stuffed the cigarette into the mezzanine of his shirt, looking at the catkins' eyes is simply friendly, bowed to the catkins and turned to leave.

Looking at the back of the little soldier, the corners of Liu Wu's mouth curved to reveal a shallow smile, and then he took the key to open the door.

Eighteen stopped Jiujiu's waist and walked into the room, put Jiujiu on the bed, bent over, and kissed Jiujiu lightly on the forehead: "Are you hungry?" Craving something to eat? ”

Jiu Jiu didn't look over his head and didn't look at Eighteen, and didn't speak.

Eighteen just shook his eyes at Jiujiu's silence, and after a moment he continued, "Don't you want to eat?" How about the nutrient solution? ”

Jiujiu lowered his eyes.

She is really a little confused, she can be sure that she has nothing to do with Eighteen, but the question is how did Eighteen get the picture with herself, Jiujiu can be sure, that person is herself, but, why don't you remember?

Because she couldn't contact Baozi and Xiaobai after she became a soul state, Jiujiu felt confused and helpless for the first time.

"Don't you want to drink it too?" Eighteen put the tube of purple-red liquid in his hand on the table beside him, stood up, looked at Jiu Jiu condescendingly, and there was a coldness in his eyebrows: "Then don't drink it, anyway, you are not human, and you will not feel hungry." ”

Step away.

The leather shoes collided with the ground and made a snapping sound, and as the sound moved away, Jiu Jiu raised his head full, looked at Eighteen's back, and bit the corner of his lip.

She must get out of here, she must leave eighteen.

When entering the base just now, Jiu Jiu found that her face was actually the face of her own soul body through the mirror of the base, and when she filled in the information, she wanted to show the identity of the technician, but she was forcibly stopped by Eighteen, and even directly and rudely made up a three-nothing identity for her.

Jiujiu's mission is to create a vaccine, and if she continues to be with Eighteen, all she gets is Eighteen's intensified captivity and a sense of powerlessness that she can't do anything, and she must leave.

Jiujiu's eyes gradually became firm.

After Eighteen left, he turned on the screen on his watch, and the house of steel and iron instantly became a transparent three-dimensional structure, and all the houses and people within a radius of five miles were in full view.

That's where the catkins are.

After determining the location of the catkins, Eighteen took out a white space sac from his pocket, opened it, took out the small silver box in the space sac, and took out the potion he had prepared a long time ago, as well as the test tube that was ready to collect blood.

He needs to collect some blood samples of catkins for testing, to see where the catkins' blood and body have mutated, and why his modified virus has no effect on her.

Methodically put the box away again, Eighteen opened the transparent screen of the watch, and clicked on it out of thin air.

The catkins who were sorting things out felt that their eyelids suddenly sank, and their pupils instantly flashed with a strange green light, and then they lost consciousness.

Like a wooden man, he opened the door and walked into the eighteen-year-old room.

Looking at the catkins whose faces were no different from ordinary people, Eighteen put on rubber gloves and opened the eyelids of the catkins.

The inside of the eyelids is congested, and there is already a tendency to mutate, pinch the mouth, and the teeth tend to be sharp from the original roundness, which is the prelude to loss, but the human mutation into a zombie takes a day at the slowest at the most, and with his improved virus, the process will be suddenly shortened to an hour.

Now almost a day has passed, and instead of quickly turning into a zombie, the catkins have only mutated a little, which is really strange.

Eighteen is not without human experiments.

On the first day he developed the virus, he experimented with living people, from the elderly and children who were weak and needed to be taken care of to the strong soldiers.

Children and the elderly mutated almost the moment they came into contact with the virus, and even the strongest soldiers only lasted eighteen hours before they became zombies with a hideous face and foul saliva in their mouths, you know, it was just a primary virus.

And what he gave to catkins was already a high-quality virus that he had improved, and it stands to reason that this should not happen.

Eighteen frowned, took out the needle and plunged into the catkins' veins, ready to draw blood for research.

With Eighteen's movements, the needle tube was gradually filled with black blood.

With the action of eighteen pulling out the needle, the expressionless facial muscles of the willow catkins twitched uncontrollably because of the pain, and a foul smell slowly hit.

This smell, yes, is the smell of zombie blood.

Eighteen eyebrows frowned slightly, that is to say, the blood of the catkins has been completely converted into the blood of zombies, but the body has residual human characteristics, can think, and even have physiological reactions?

It's funny.

Eighteen thought for a moment, took out a small chip from his pocket, and placed it in the catkins' body through the small barely visible needle hole, and then let the catkins go.

When catkins returned to their house, Eighteen pressed the button again.

The green light in Liu Wu's eyes slowly disappeared, her pupils turned black again, and she took a breath, Liu Wu stood in place a little confused, she just now, as if something had happened, but she had no memory.

He rubbed his forehead in some trouble, but he couldn't think of anything.

If you get what you want, it's time to do your research.

Eighteen was desperate to find out what was in the catkins' blood, and he had to study and analyze it.

It's just, what should Jiujiu do?

Although he said that he installed a positioning system and the bracelet on Jiujiu's body, he was really not at ease when he really put Jiujiu here alone.

Eighteen opened the door, looked at Jiujiu and asked in a low voice, "I need to go back, do you want to go together?" ”

Jiujiu's eyes shook slightly, and there were thousands of thoughts in his heart, but he still shook his head obediently: "I don't need it, I'm a little tired and want to rest." ”