"Han Ji-won!"

Chen Jun stood outside the door, looking at the closed door of the room, his heart was tyrannical, and he wanted to tear down this door.

Listening to the sound of loud shouting outside the door, Han Zhiyuan sat on the edge of the bed, the corners of her mouth were undisguised smiles, she didn't move, she supported her chin with one hand, and looked at the door like this.

Why is there no sound outside the door, is he gone?

Han Zhiyuan became suspicious, got up and ran to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, he didn't leave.

Standing just outside the door, his sturdy and tall body blocked half of the door, his face was cold, and his black pupils were like cold stars, and he couldn't help but hold his breath when he looked at the past.

She chuckled in her heart, but she didn't seem to feel the tense and solemn atmosphere, and kept smiling quietly, as warm as if it was enough to melt ice and snow.

"What do you mean?"

Chen Jun felt a flame rising from his chest, anger mixed with lust, but his tone was extremely restrained.

The more emotions are boiling, the more you have to think about it.

This is something that many people don't have, and he doesn't have it, but as a doctor, he has some small means to alleviate it.

He knows that he is in another world, but this is not an excuse to vent his bestiality, he is a doctor, he has been thanked, he has been hated, he is a normal person, he has a bottom line to stick to, otherwise what is the difference between him and those who used to hate disgust?

"What's wrong?"

She said with a smile, her fingers gently stroking her long, scented hair behind her ears.

Chen Jun noticed that she was wearing a different dress today, wearing a snow-white dress, revealing white and greasy skin, and a light makeup painted on her face, delicate and glamorous.

"Good good !!"

He laughed out loud all of a sudden, his fingers shook in the air and pointed at her lightly, and suddenly restrained his smile, "Do you think you're going to eat me?" Look like a goddess, throw some meat and bones casually, and I should kneel under your skirt? ”

"You're right, I have physical needs, but am I not a beast dominated by lust in your eyes? What's the difference between this and the zombies out there, they're dead, I'm alive? ”

Things were completely beyond her expectations, Han Zhiyuan's face was pale, she bit her lip, and shook her head vigorously, "No, it's not what you think"

"Rest, I've seen enough."

Chen Jun glanced at it, shook his head and said coldly, "I said before, if you don't take an example, you have violated the agreement between the two of us. I don't think there is any need for this team to continue, disband, you are responsible for everything yourself, I don't need you to worry about it. ”

"Jun Chen!"

The crystal mist slowly condensed under her eyes, and she trembled her body, "I really never thought of it like that, I like you." ”

He ignored him, turned away, and said with a sneer: "What kind of liking is this, it's just a deformed dependence in this ghost environment." ”

"Your physical needs, your survival needs, your safety needs, your social needs and your emotional belongings have all chosen me, and you have no choice in this environment."

"It's just me, you know?"

"Please don't like the word 'like', tear it apart and embellish it, and use 'need me' I can accept it better."

Han Zhiyuan bent down to hold the doorknob, slowly got up and raised his head, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then heard the door next door slam shut.

In the room, Chen Jun picked up the game console and played a stand-alone puzzle game, the exquisite graphical interface was still stuck in the last level, and he still failed to play more than ten games.

The irritability in his heart is difficult to eliminate, rational analysis, he can understand Han Zhiyuan's choice in this situation.

But the absurdity is that it's because she doesn't have a choice at all.

Understanding is understanding, but he still can't accept this kind of relationship between the interests and needs of Chiguoguo, in his concept, emotion is a very beautiful and pure thing, and if you add more needs, it will become tasteful.

And he didn't like this gradual seduction either, did he take him for something, beast? This woman is too scheming, and he doesn't dare to provoke him if she can use her body as a weapon.

Before you know it, more than a month has passed.

The city was quiet, Chen Jun stopped the car and looked at the hospital in the distance through the transparent glass window of the Hummer.

It's one of Busan's top five private hospitals, not far from where he lives and where he experiments.

He didn't choose to put the experiment at the villa, other than not wanting to arouse the woman's opinion, mainly because he had watched "I Am Legend"

"Why pit yourself?"

He shook his head and smiled, and walked into the hospital lab.

He has already cleared the zombies here, and he has also made a defense detection device to check whether there are zombies entering and destroying.

Continuing with the last unfinished experiment, Chen Jun injected the gray mouse with the blood he extracted from the zombie, and within a few seconds, the gray mouse changed and became manic and irritable, baring its teeth and screaming.

He injected it with a cloudy yellow solution, an antiviral serum he had developed from zombie blood.

However, the mouse became more manic, as if it had reached estrus, and soon after it burped and lay dead in the cage.

The corners of Chen Jun's mouth twitched, and he sighed in his heart.

He is not the protagonist of "I Am Legend", Naifer, he is a top scientist at the national defense level, and he has just graduated as an undergraduate surgeon for less than a year.

To be honest, he can't even operate a lot of the equipment in this hospital, not to mention that he only knows surgical medical technology, and he hasn't even touched the threshold at the biological, chemical, genetic and other levels.

There are still 25 days to finish the mission, and it is not without a lot of time to spend that time.

Chen Jun walked to the cold room, looked at the zombies in the bag, picked up the notebook and looked at the situation described above, the medicine has just been injected into its body, and it will take two days to see the situation.

Back at the villa, the time is 5:05, the weather in November is getting colder, and the sky is getting late.

Feeling hungry, he went to the kitchen, took out the noon beef and ate it on bread, although he was almost tired of eating, meat was still the best source of energy.

It's a pity that the green vegetables planted by Han Zhiyuan are not ripe yet, otherwise he could steal some over.

During this time, the two have completely cut off communication, for example, there must be a person in the room during meal time, and the two must be divided in the morning and afternoon in the gym, and they only have a glance at each other, and then they pass by indifferently.

It is an activity to go out, and it is also an activity for each to search for necessary supplies and play their own activities.

To be honest, this feeling is very difficult, and without a person who can communicate, there will be certain physical and mental problems.

For example, he found that sometimes when talking to zombie animals, he would have a speech disorder, similar to Robinson Crusoe, and the spoken language was slightly degraded.

Spiritually, as the empty city of Busan is gradually explored, the novelty fades greatly, and is replaced by emptiness and numbness, a low mood, and sometimes inexplicable anger and anger at the air.

As a doctor, he understands that he may have mild depression, and even if he is not, his mood is in a negative state for a long time, especially since he is still introverted.

But in this environment, these are very normal human phenomena, regardless of the person's character perseverance and whether the body is strong or not.

It's like you can endure a sword bayonet cut, from a rational analysis, this only proves that you have a strong tolerance, but it does not mean that this kind of injury does not exist, it is not painful.

It's like iron-blooded veterans on the battlefield, most of them have PTSD, and it is difficult to adapt to society after the war.

Dinner had been settled, and Chen Jun's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the wall hook, on which Han Jiwon's equipment bag was not hung.

"How could it not be?"

Suddenly, his eyes widened, he shouted her name, and the entire villa searched without finding a figure.

"There's no one left, and the car she drove hasn't come back." Chen Jun looked at the almost dark sky outside the house.