The roar of the zombies is getting closer and closer, and the smell of the fishy smell in the cold wind is getting stronger and stronger.

Mu Qing kept rubbing her cold hands, trying to dispel the strong fear in her heart.

The Luojiang Bridge is right in front of you, and there are zombies over there. Although she had come with everyone a few times, Yi Chen was present at the time, and she knew that there would be no trouble.

Now, she is a living person, and she has to pass through the bloodthirsty corpses, can she not be afraid? If the corpses were out of control, wouldn't it be a suicidal act for her to walk over like this?

Mu Qing wanted to stop for a moment.

But the arrow is on the bow, time passes minute by minute, if everyone has anything long and short, she can't forgive today's retreat and cowardice.

There is no other way, and it is useless to think so much. Mu Qing held her breath and walked towards the group of corpses.

Smelling humans, the zombies turned sideways, as if they were "looking" at the girl who broke in in the middle of the night.

Mu Qing's heart was pounding, worried that the corpses would suddenly pounce on her and tear her to pieces.

That didn't happen.

Although Yi Chen was not there, his instructions were still valid, and the zombie brother was able to "identify" Mu Qing and did not have the sense of attack.

After confirming this, Mu Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

There are lights in the tunnel vegetable and fruit food greenhouse built by Ling Zhe, which makes the night a little warmer.

Yi Chen has invested a large part of the resources he has collected into this sustainable development project, and now although most of the crops are not yet ripe, cabbage and radishes are basically edible.

Mu Qing cut two cabbages, cleared the soil and sent them to her mouth. The sweet juice spread, and the cold feeling in her mouth and the fullness brought by the food made her cry.

This is the end times! Why is this happening? These survivors, whether they are men, women, or children, are they infected, like marionettes manipulated by fate, struggling but no one can break free from them!

Mu Qing adjusted slightly, packed some food and water and continued on the road.

There won't be such a safe post ahead. These zombies around him are terrifying, but after all, they are all Yi Chen's minions. Nanchuan is the real paradise of the dead.

……

When Yi Chen woke up, his body was fluttering, and he didn't seem to feel the presence of his hands and feet.

He can still think, his eyes can move, his ears are muffled, and he can hear a little sound.

He was soaking in a large clear culture fluid tank with countless catheters inserted into his body. There was blood pulling from him, a little empty, a little hungry, but these feelings were not strong, to be precise, the fluid soaking him numb, although it didn't hurt, it completely inhibited his strength.

Now, he couldn't even lift his hands, so he had to let himself float in the fluid tank.

It's a large lab. Inside, all kinds of precision scientific instruments were in operation, and seven or eight people in white coats and masks were busy back and forth, some recording values, and some debugging machines.

Yi Chen realized that he had become a real experimental material.

He gathered his thoughts a little, and he knew his situation: he had been tricked by the chameleon Claude, and he had been taken to the United States in a coma, and he had been made to the way he was now.

In the past, whether it was Ling Lan's zombie research group, or Ouyang Hong of the Future Group, or Yan Huang from Xijing, who researched zombie monster pharmaceuticals, those medical organizations that had dealt with him had at least had to negotiate and gave him a certain amount of independent choice, but these people from the United States Dragon Group did not respect him at all.

Yi Chen was a little angry. He was soaked in culture fluid, without a fig leaf on his body, and the researchers apparently didn't see him as a "human", he was just an important "living" specimen.

Seeing that Yi Chen woke up, someone notified his superiors. Soon, the door to the lab opened, and several people who were also dressed in sterile white coats walked in.

Yi Chen recognized Claude among these strangers at a glance, and he tried to open his mouth, but what he spit out was a silent bubble.

"The heart rate fluctuates greatly." A researcher said, staring at the screen.

"Epinephrine elevated in test samples!"

"It doesn't matter, as long as the power is uninterrupted, he doesn't threaten us." Said a middle-aged foreigner with brown hair and brown eyes and a slightly hunched beard. He smiled and turned to Claude: "It seems that he is very conscious and knows you." ”

Yi Chen remembered this voice Dr. T.

When fighting against the Noble Alliance, the Earth Snake Organization used his blood sample to "resurrect" the tomb master general as a zongzi and started a fight with him.

At that time, the person who was hiding in a corner and observing Yi Chen's battle was Dr. T.

Dr. T said that Chinese is very difficult and distinctive, which is why Yi Chen can't forget it even if he only hears it once.

After the end of the world, most of the members of the United States came from the former European and American countries, and Dr. T was very interested in Chinese things, and he also liked to speak Chinese, and he would come to a few words whenever he had the opportunity.

Although Claude is of mixed Chinese and German descent, he has been automatically classified as a "Chinese" by Dr. T because he is not a pure breed and has been a spy in Xijing for many years.

Claude laughed dryly, feeling rear. Yi Chen couldn't move, but his red, black eyes, like sharp knives, locked on him coldly.

If Yi Chen can regain his freedom, I'm afraid that the first one will tear himself apart...... Claude didn't dare to think further.

However, Claude also had a good idea: the United States Dragons' research base is located underground, covering an area of several thousand square meters, and has very tight high-tech security measures.

Especially in this special research room where Yi Chen is imprisoned, there are high-voltage power grids on all four walls, and the access control system can only be opened from the outside, and if it is forcibly destroyed, it will be subjected to 100,000 volts of electric shock!

Even if Yi Chen was lucky enough to break free from the culture tank, he would never be able to leave here.

"Can you hear me?" Dr. T is close to the incubator.

Yi Chen's gaze fell on him.

"You are a living resource gene pool, an existence that can constantly absorb viruses and break through self-boundaries! I have a hunch that you are a new way for the survival and development of human beings! Dr. T said.

"Continue to observe the changes in the values of various vital indicators, and according to my previous instructions, give him the blood of new living people three times a day, and don't let him die...... Well, as long as he doesn't destroy his brain, he probably won't die...... However, we need enough blood samples from him to do research to maintain this balance for the time being. Dr. T assigns tasks to the researchers in English.

"Doctor, what about the progress of the ** experiment?" A black man beside him with a stiff face, burly figure, more than two meters tall, asked.

"It's a bit early to tell, we have to identify the best fit. First dilute and mix his blood sample, and try it with monsters and zombies to see the extent of mutation. Anyway, there are a lot of materials for our experiments in this experimental base. Dr. T remembered that a little blood sample from Yi Chen at that time could make the corpse of that tomb general so powerful, and his heart was itching.

The reason why Yi Chen was eroded by the virus and he was able to maintain himself was because of the content of his work, wouldn't it be even more awesome if he could develop a war machine army that was brave and good at fighting and obeying commands?

Sitting on the world is not a dream! Standing in the way, whether it is zombies or people, is no longer a problem. (To be continued.) )