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Jiujiu raised his head, and looked at Eighteen's eyes that were well-behaved and soft, but his eyelids were slightly drooping, and he looked listless, like a cat that had lost its spirit because of tiredness.

Eighteen saw Jiujiu's well-behaved and cute appearance, his eyes couldn't help but become gentle, raised his hand and gently crossed Jiujiu's forehead, and took out the clothes and shoes he specially collected for Jiujiu yesterday, as well as food and nutrients, and even prepared a bowl of preserved egg porridge from the space bag.

"One night at most, wait for me."

"Hmm!" When he heard it one night, the corners of Jiujiu's mouth were slightly upturned, but he skimmed down in an instant, his eyes shook, and his voice became soft: "Okay, I'll wait for you." ”

Jiujiu's obedient words made the last trace of doubt in Eighteen's heart disappear, and the corners of his mouth pursed slightly: "Well, then I'll go, you can find me according to this if there is something." ”

Eighteen stuffed a small, phone-like piece of equipment into Jiujiu's hand and whispered.

Jiu Jiu nodded obediently: "Hmm." ”

Eighteen turned around, turned his head again after stepping away, looked at Jiu Jiu without saying anything, and opened his mouth: "Don't you have anything to say to me?" ”

Jiu Jiu smiled lightly: "Be careful on the road." ”

After receiving Jiujiu's care and advice, Eighteen then hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction and strode away.

In the hour after Eighteen left, Jiujiu stayed in the house obediently as Eighteen had hoped, and even ate the preserved chicken porridge prepared by Eighteen.

The porridge is soft and sticky, fragrant and delicious, and it is tantamount to a delicacy in the last days.

Jiujiu ate everything one bite at a time, and then kept the tube of nutrients with extra care, and then lay down on the bed and covered the quilt and closed his eyes.

Eighteen rushed towards the research room while observing Jiujiu through surveillance.

I thought that Jiujiu would take advantage of his departure to escape, but he didn't expect Jiujiu to obey his wishes and eat the porridge with preserved hens, and even put away the eye-catching nutrients, and finally went to rest as she said.

After watching it for more than an hour, Eighteen even heard the small snoring sound of Jiu Jiu because he was asleep.

It happened to be at this time that I was in the laboratory.

Eighteen lifted his watch and pressed the switch, and a straight road suddenly appeared under the original ruins, and Eighteen drove in, and the moment Eighteen entered, the road disappeared in an instant.

With the deepening of the eighteen, aircraft, tanks, and even mechs have appeared little by little, and the configuration scale is no less than a small army, and now, these are all eighteen people.

Stop the car.

Eighteen dragged the second-level zombie off the car.

The arrogant second-level zombie that day trembled instinctively as if he had seen a cat and mouse after seeing Eighteen.

Eighteen hooked the corners of his mouth and sneered, looked at the second-level zombie and said, "I remember." ”

The second-level zombie paused, and after a moment, nodded with a small movement.

Eighteen raised his eyebrows in surprise, although his medicine ingredients contained ingredients that could restore zombies to their senses, he didn't expect such an effective effect.

However, even if he knew that the second-level zombie had recovered, the movements of the eighteen-level subordinates did not slow down, and almost rudely threw the second-level zombie to the ground, and then the robot that appeared then tied up the second-level zombie and sent it towards the laboratory.

The second-level zombie let out a terrible roar from his mouth because of fear, but Eighteen's eyes were the last wail.

It's just an experimental material, and it doesn't require him to put a single thought into it.

Eighteen walked towards the nearby locker room.

Changing into a white coat, Eighteen habitually pushed the glasses frame, turned on the screen, and saw Jiujiu lying on the bed as well-behaved as just now, so he turned off the monitoring with confidence and strode towards the laboratory.

At the moment when Eighteen turned off the monitor, Jiu Jiu, who originally thought he had fallen asleep, sat up directly from the bed, a pair of eyes were clear and visible, where there was a trace of sleepiness, and the appearance just now was all pretending to deceive Eighteen, but Eighteen didn't know.

Jiujiu blinked, glanced at the clothes that Eighteen had put aside, sneered, and walked towards the bathroom.

It is true that ordinary people are not eligible for the treatment of bathing, but thanks to the blessing of Eighteen, not only do the two of them occupy a large apartment, but there is even a bathroom in the apartment, and they can take a hot bath once a day.

After taking a shower and changing into the clothes that Eighteen had prepared for her, Jiu Jiu didn't look at the bedroom door, turned around and walked towards the window.

Eighteen was extremely cautious, even if he believed his words just now, he would definitely put a double insurance, she couldn't afford to take this risk, it was better to climb the window than to go through the bedroom door.

The place where Jiujiu and Eighteen live is on the sixth floor, and next to the window is a railing that fixes the air conditioner, although because there is no electricity in the end of the day, the air conditioner has long been useless, but the railing is exceptionally strong.

Jiujiu's figure is very petite, and the air-conditioning railing is enough to support her weight, because with Xu Wan's physique, the current Jiujiu is simply a waste of firewood, and it is because of the transformation of the eighteenth chip that he has an entity, and the current Jiujiu can't practice at all, and he can't even practice martial arts, and his whole body is probably the most valuable brain.

Jiu Jiu carefully climbed down the railing on the sixth floor little by little, because she was weak, she basically had to sit on the air-conditioning railing to rest for a long time after climbing a floor, and when she climbed to the bottom of the building, it was already half an hour later.

Raising his arm and wiping the sweat from his forehead, Jiujiu thought about the route he had taken with Eighteen, and walked towards the place where there were soldiers.

Jiujiu has the memory of Xu Wan, and naturally she also has the memory of how to develop a vaccine, as long as she is given a period of time, she will definitely be able to develop a vaccine.

Taking a deep breath, Jiu Jiu walked towards the soldiers standing guard.

Now.

Eighteen fingers gently pinched the scalpel, and under the shadowless lamp, the blade flashed with cold light.

The originally mighty and domineering second-level zombie cowered and entangled, but it was tightly controlled, and it couldn't even do a small struggle.

Because he had regained some of his senses, the eyes of the second-level zombies showed a look of fear in a humanized manner, and the eyes of the eighteenth were even more awe-inspiring.

Eighteen raised his hand, and the scalpel gestured in the air, and the knife was lowered.

Wherever the blade went, it was instantly cut, and the already rotten internal organs of the second-level zombies instantly emitted a sour smell like a sewer.

Eighteen expressions did not change and continued to dissect, in his eyes, the smell can be ignored, and the most important thing now is data.

And this second-level zombie who looks extremely powerful to outsiders, in the eyes of Eighteen, is just a puddle of rotten **, and the only value is probably to help him get the data he wants.