Volume 1 Afterglow of Doom Chapter 3 The Ancestral House

After walking on the gravel path for about ten minutes, a white-gray house jumped into view, which was the ancestral house of Yingzheng, the place where Yingzheng first lived.

The gray-green two-person fence gate in front of the hospital has been rusted, the green paint has peeled off from the wind and rain for many years, and the iron wrapped in it has been oxidized by the oxygen in the air, showing a rusty color.

Ying Zheng used the copper key to unlock the door, and the iron door that was pushed open made a screeching sound of metal rubbing. It is a 'U'-shaped building, with guest rooms and side halls on both sides, and the main hall in the middle, where the winners' ancestors are placed. Of course, there are also parents who win positively.

The empty space in the middle of the 'U' shape is a clearing, and there is a pond and vegetable garden opposite a well, in which cabbage, cabbage, various melons and tomatoes are grown, and the pond next to it is turbid green and stagnant.

It seems that Lulu will often come to take care of the vegetables, Ying is thinking.

Yingzheng, who had just returned to the ancestral house, had a lot of work, he put his bag in the room, and before his butt was on the stool, he took a broom to clean it in the front yard, as well as the side hall and the main hall, and then wiped the furniture, turned on electricity and water, and barely cleaned it up until the evening.

Looking at the night sky without a single star, Ying Zheng couldn't help but sigh: "It's really troublesome to be alone." ”

Ying Zheng came to the main hall, and there was only one shrine of a vermilion carved dragon in the main hall, which was covered with dust, and the blood-red plastic electrified candle emitted a dim red light, illuminating all this eeriely.

Ying Zheng saw his father's tablet, he took out the incense stick next to him, took out three incense sticks of about 20 centimeters in it, lit it, bowed, and then inserted the incense into the incense tripod in front of him.

"I'll break the winner's curse, father. Tonight is about to take the first step, please bless my father, please bless the ancestors of the winners. ”

yes, no one can imagine. When you're in the prime of your youth and you're about to make a big move, the doctor tells you how you feel when you have only half of your life left. Now Ying Zheng is twenty-two years old, and according to the winner's curse, he only has eighteen years to live.

This is the fate of every winner, and from birth, they are in a race against time. Now, it's your turn to win.

Win was in the main hall for a while, and then walked towards the back mountain with a lantern and paper copper coins. He was going to pay homage to his parents' graves, and by the way, he went to the back mountain to collect materials.

At night, the back mountain is exceptionally cool, but also extraordinarily dark, and you can't see the road without a lamp.

Ying Zheng walked along the uphill path, and the weeds under his feet were exceptionally lush, just like they had grown in the past few days, giving him the feeling that he could grow ten centimeters in a day. The mountain trails that had been trampled by countless people before are now overgrown with weeds, and only a little shadow of the trail can be seen, and the mountain trail may not be visible in a few days.

After walking for a long time, I finally arrived at the cemetery of Yingzheng's parents, which was a piece of land made of cement, with a cement bag protrusion, surrounded by cement walls, only as tall as a human thigh. The cement cracks are also overgrown with weeds and shrubs all around.

Ying Zheng put a portable lamp next to it to illuminate the tombstone, which read, his father: Ying Bowen, and his mother: Lin Huilan.

"Father, mother. The unfilial son Yingzheng is now twenty-two, and has not yet found a solution to Ying's genetic disease. Maybe I won't be able to find out in my life, but fortunately and unfortunately, I think that gene grafting may be a path that can be tried, and there is not much time left for me, I think...", the latter words Yingzheng could not say. He knew that this was against the ethics of the program.

Ying Zheng lit the paper copper coin and put it in the iron fist in front of the tomb, and then buckled his head three times. After worshipping his parents, Ying Zheng walked back along the path.

"Hey, this is a fern?" Ying was looking at the silvery-white ferns at his feet. Stepping on it with his feet, the silvery-white rhizome is very tough. On the way, he noticed that there was a section of the road that was very hard, like walking on a wire.

Ying Zheng put the portable lamp in front of him, and a burst of silver-white light reflected into his eyes, so that he couldn't help but cover his eyes with his hands, and he didn't look at them carefully until he got used to it.

Clematis is a shade-loving fern, with green rhizomes and leaves and very soft, it is impossible to have silver-white wire-like rhizomes like the plants under his feet, and it is very tough, but with his appearance, Ying Zheng still guesses that this is a clemat fern, because his studio has it.

The genes of clemat ferns are very simple, and they are very suitable for genetic experiments, so they are generally available in genetic laboratories. But there is absolutely no laboratory with such a fern, really like a wire.

Along the way, Ying Zheng carefully observed, there are indeed many lower plants that have some changes, or alienation, especially the simpler the gene, the greater the change, and the weeds under Ying Zheng's feet actually flooded the path when he came back, so that he almost didn't find the way back, but he still walked back with his memory.

Ying Zheng was standing at the foot of the back mountain, and there seemed to be some strange change in the back mountain in the dark, and each plant there seemed to be a little different, but Ying Zheng couldn't be sure.

Ying Zheng came to the back of the ancestral house, where there is the genetic material he needs, climbing vines, commonly known as: creeping tigers.

This is a large, perennial deciduous woody vine. Climbing vine has strong adaptability, likes the damp environment, but is not afraid of strong light, cold-resistant, drought-resistant, barren-resistant, wide range of climate adaptability, simply put, it is strong vitality, and its rhizome has the effect of breaking blood, invigorating tendons and stopping bleeding, reducing swelling and poison, which is the first choice for win.

The risk of gene grafting is very large, and there is a risk of gene collapse if you don't pay attention to it, and grafting on the human body is internationally prohibited, so it is basically impossible to carry out it in the research institute, and you can only return to the ancestral home.

There is a secret basement in the ancestral house, which was built by Yingzheng's father, perhaps to facilitate his father's secret experiments. However, Ying Bowen doesn't seem to have tried the direction of gene grafting, I don't know why, but now it's convenient to win Zheng.

Ying Zheng gently broke a climbing vine, which was twice as large as a normal climbing vine, perhaps because no one took care of it.

Coming to the basement of the ancestral house, Ying Zheng gently turned the vase beside him, knowing that he heard a "bang" sound, and the stone wall on his side slowly opened inward, just like in the TV series.

After Ying Zheng entered, the stone door slowly closed. The inside of the secret room is as bright as day, this is a sterile environment, the size is forty square meters, and the test bench is clean and can be used as a mirror.

Ying Zheng washed the climbing vines and put them in a mortar, using sterile water, mashing and filtering them to make an extract. Filtration alone was carried out more than a dozen times, and finally the pale green liquid in the test tube was left.

Seeing the clear liquid, Yingzheng nodded with satisfaction, used a standard pipette to aspirate a milliliter of sample solution and put it on a glass slide, and sent it to a professional gene stripping machine to strip the invalid gene.

After the stripping, Yingzheng took out a drop of his own stem cell cryochrome, which was extracted from his own bone marrow, and Yingzheng had the idea of gene grafting a long time ago, and had been preparing for this for a long time.

Stem cells are undifferentiated cells in the human body, commonly known as universal cells, because it can differentiate into various cells in the human body. It is used for a higher success rate of gene grafting and a lower risk of gene collapse.

Ying Zheng spent about three hours grafting, and there were several situations in it, but it was also solved by Ying Zheng's backup plan, looking at the little pale green gene fluid in his hand, Ying Zheng was a little in a trance, maybe this injection will be injected, maybe he will die, maybe he can't be called a human.

However, he remembered his own sense of powerlessness and despair when his parents died. His life had just begun, and forty years of life was still too short for a man.

All of this is condensed into one sentence: he doesn't want to die yet. Or rather, he didn't want to die so soon. Therefore, Yingzheng is willing to fight, which is not simply seeking wealth and danger.

"If I die, let the curse of the winner rest on me." Ying Zheng indifferently injected the gene fluid into the veins of his arm, watching the pale green liquid inject into his body, and Ying Zheng was expressionless.

He threw away the syringe and sat down slowly against the wall, he remembered what he said to Lu Lu, and he regretted it a little.

"I'm sorry." , which was his last consciousness.