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Where are you?

Shook his head and blinked a few times. After thinking about it hard, I remembered that I was in the hole dug under the bridge hole, and I was massaging the wound with the medicine given by my father, rubbing and rubbing it, and I fell asleep.

**Stretched slightly, and his body crackled. It's been a long time since I've fallen asleep, and now I feel like I'm in good spirits like I'm now. Could it be that he has become a human again?

**I didn't know what my father's so-called antiviral serum was, I was in a hurry, and my father didn't make it clear to me. Could this really restore one's identity as a human being?

** Hurriedly broke out of the ground and appeared under the bridge again.

The dazzling sunlight contrasted strongly with the darkness in the cave, and he lost his mind for a moment, and then walked quickly to the river, using the reflection of the river to check his eyes.

After all, the biggest difference between the living dead and humans is gray and black pupils. For the rest, for the time being it is not possible to see any difference from the appearance.

** Trembling hands touched his face, and his eyes followed his hands all the way from his chin to his eyes.

Gray pupils.

When he saw this, it was impossible not to be disappointed, he was now dreaming of becoming human again—if he would still be asleep and dream. He wants to turn back into a human being, and he will be on his knees. When I looked at my father across the fire that day, although my father's face was a little tilted by the air above the flames, I still saw my father's heartache and his old age.

Yes, the father is old. Years of high-intensity scientific research projects occupied most of my father's energy. The middle-aged father is already showing his old age.

The only thing that makes ** a little happy now is that although it is the same gray pupil, ** finds that the degree of gray seems to be somewhat reduced now, and the color is lighter. I don't know if it's my own delusion.

I guess it really works. After thinking about it, I want to continue to do what my father said. He found a broken bowl in the surrounding area, cleaned it in the river, and returned to the hole he had dug with the broken bowl, and sealed the hole again.

This time, ** poured all the remaining potions into the broken bowl, and directly inserted the injured finger of his left hand into the liquid medicine, in the feeling of **, this is not a liquid medicine, but an oil pot.

This time it hurt a little more than the last one.

It seems to be a little better, too. It didn't take long for ** to fall asleep again. His hand was still in the broken bowl, so he leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

Because ** fell asleep, what I couldn't see at all was that the liquid medicine in the broken bowl changed color, at first it turned gray, just like the gray of **pupils, and then the color became darker and darker, until it became black like ink.

Finally, after another half an hour, the potion turned from black to clear like clear water.

In this process, ** has not woken up.

"Are you talking about how to make antiviral serum?" There was a hint of tiredness in the tone of the speaker. Anyone who has been tortured for more than 10 hours will feel tired.

"Hmph." Zheng Hongbo snorted coldly and didn't say a word.

He is also a tough guy, for more than ten hours, no matter how he is treated, no matter how he is tortured, no matter what criminal punishment is applied, he can only snort coldly or abuse, but he does not reveal a word about the secrets he holds.

"How?" The dean pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing him walk in, a hateful gaze instantly locked on him.

"Demons! Hahaha, demon! Zheng Hongbo smiled maniacally, but there was no shortage of hatred in his eyes.

The dean was unimpressed and did not speak. The guard who tortured Zheng Hongbo reported to the dean: "He didn't reveal the location of ** at all, nor did he say the formula and production method of the antiviral serum." ”

The dean looked at Zheng Hongbo's scarred body, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "What do you say you are for?" What's the point of doing that? ”

Seeing that Zheng Hongbo didn't speak at all, the dean continued: "Your son, **, has been on the run for so long, but there is no news, do you know that he has completely become a living dead wandering alone in this world?" ”

The dean's words made Zheng Hongbo's face change slightly, but he remembered the medicine he gave **, and he was relieved again. Although he has not undergone clinical trials, Zheng Hongbo is extremely relieved about himself.

"You tell me where he is, and I'll reunite your family."

Zheng Hongbo looked at the dean coldly, as if he had never known him, as if he was looking at a stranger: "I don't know where he is." I'll let him go. ”

Listening to Zheng Hongbo's tone softened a little, the dean was overjoyed: "That's also done, you tell me how your antiviral serum is made first." ”

Zheng Hongbo sighed: "That's not a serum, although it is also called an antiviral serum, but its effect can indeed turn the living dead back into humans." ”

Humans infected with the Living Dead virus can be turned back into normal humans! There was a hint of fanaticism in the dean's eyes: "Director Zheng, you are really a genius!" Tell me how the hell you did it! ”

Zheng Hongbo looked down at the scars on his body, raised his head and smiled, and only said one word: "Get out." The tone was rather disdainful and flat.

The dean was angered by the disdain in Zheng Hongbo's eyes: "The prisoner of the stairs dares to be so arrogant!" Hum! ”

The dean opened the door, turned his head and said the last sentence: "Keep asking, don't ask if you don't say it within an hour, just do it!" ”

"Understood!"

When ** woke up again, it was already a day and a night.

Now I only feel that my body is tired. Although I don't know how long I've been asleep, I feel that my body hasn't rested enough, and I'm very tired. And this feeling of tiredness also makes ** very nostalgic.

He raised his hand to look at it, and the bite mark on his left hand was completely gone. I looked down and found the bowl, and saw that the potion in the bowl had turned into clear water.

As I said before, after becoming the living dead, the vision of ** is no longer affected by darkness.

He didn't know what he was like now, whether he was human or the living dead, but he should get out of here anyway, because the potion was gone, and it was useless to hide here.

Breaking ground again. Feeling his strength and night vision, he sighed inaudibly.

Looks like he's still a living dead. After all, the changes that happened now are the same as those that occurred when the living dead were alive, and the strength is still different from ordinary people.

Hanging his head and thinking about it, he felt that it was time to rescue his father. When I left the hospital, my mind was a little muddy, and I only knew to follow my father's orders to escape from the hospital.

But now that you think about it, your parents' situation will be dangerous after you run away!

Feel your mind suddenly become clear, just like it was before you became the living dead.

He didn't care, and planned to leave here to go to the hospital and secretly investigate the situation.

When passing by the river, ** inadvertently stopped looking, and his own reflection appeared in the river.

The self in the reflection is black hair and black eyes! (To be continued.) )

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