Guan Hengxin's memory fragments are a very discrete form, in his memory, only those more significant, far-reaching, and can affect his own choices will be clearly recorded, just like the scene in front of him, "himself" standing in a ghost place full of garbage and a group of unobtrusive little ghosts gathered together, standing in front of a gray-haired old man, raising his right hand, and shouting at a red flag with several holes:

"We are citizens of the Chinese Republic, from the day we were born, we have shouldered the burden of reviving Chinese civilization, we volunteer to join the home of Chinese revival scholars, our goal is to study, study, and learn again, no matter the wind or rain, no matter the scorching sun or dark night, no matter war or disease, we cannot hinder our determination to inherit knowledge, protect knowledge, and create knowledge. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

What a strange organization this Nima! Guan Yutao couldn't help complaining, the gray-haired old man looked like a retired professor of a certain university, in fact, he was indeed the vice president of Jinguan United University, a retired professor, in the memory of "himself", this vice president was originally a special adviser under President Bao, responsible for economic, scientific, and agricultural advice, but unfortunately, with the passage of time, the so-called Shu government's decline and erosive attitude made the old professor lose confidence, so he decided to save civilization through science and technology, broke away from Bao Chengguang's government and became a scientific research wanderer.

"Children, our scholar's home is not very stable, and I'm afraid it won't last long."

"We're self-reliant, Professor, we're not the kind of pre-apocalyptic greenhouses you call for words, most of us catch mice, dig earthworms, grow wild vegetables, and we're not helpless scholars, we've fought zombies on the city walls, and we've searched for resources outside the city at the risk of being captured by slave teams."

Among the small characters in the Longchang Refuge, Guan Yutao's son has become a leading figure, he led more than 100 children to join the House of Scholars, although this organization is a bit unreliable, but in the unreliable organization, it is much more reliable than Bao Chengguang's Shu government, which has shouted slogans for five and a half years, but has not done anything.

"Son, being a scholar is also a risky thing, you have to go around collecting books, you have to preserve knowledge, you will meet some people who don't trust you at all."

"We're going to be open and honest with them."

"Being a scholar is a lonely job, and sometimes, you may have to give up even your family."

"We've been aware of this for a long time, Professor."

Under the guarantee of "himself", Guan Hengxin gloriously became a scholar of the grass platform team of the scholar's home, and he did so, in the future memory fragments, they continue to shuttle around the edge of the city, hiding from the attacks of zombies and people full of malice, they collect books, from children's literacy pictures, textbooks, newspapers and magazines, professional periodicals to various classics in thick cloth, no matter what aspect is involved, as long as it is a text recorded on paper, it belongs to the category of their collection.

And this kind of death-like behavior did cause them to lose many companions and friends, but their team grew bigger and bigger, and in thirty years, their organization has expanded from a few hundred people to 800,000 people, and has gone out of the country to face the world.

In the midst of the human settlements, there is always a towering tower of scholars, which is the last hope of humanity, using limited resources, even restoring electricity, restoring the internet, and creating new weapons to help the dwindling human race against the tide of corpses.

And Guan Hengxin, with his excellent leadership and the creativity of the chief scientist, has successfully become the third generation head of the scholar's house, he has countless surprising resources in his hands, and countless categories and skilled departments under his hands, the underground shelter they have created has an elegant environment, strong defenses, and even has reached the goal of being self-sufficient, and the artificial sun can allow the survivors to live with hope and wait with hope, Waiting for the House of Scholars to research a big killer that can solve the zombie problem in one go, they can return to the ground and reclaim their own home.

Unfortunately, hope is just hope.

"What is the success rate?"

In Guan Hengxin's memory, Guan Yutao can feel that "his" body is no longer good, it is not as good as before, "himself" is lying in a magnetic levitation seat at this time, relying on several energy supply pipelines to support it, and his right hand covered with green tendons is holding a tube of light blue medicine, and he is asking the researchers standing in a row opposite.

"Professor, at present, it is only in the interspecific test stage, and the success rate on rabbits, mice and pigs has reached 72.4%, and human living 。。。。。。"

"Dr. Yu, what are your concerns?"

"No one would take the initiative to agree to such a trial, inject the vaccine, and then choose to be directly infected with the PAX virus, this approach is tantamount to death."

“。。。。。。”

There was silence in the transparent room like a giant egg, and "I" turned his gaze to the right, where a green plant growing in a test tube of Tongtian, this synthetic plant with the limit of oxygen supply, was affectionately called "Little Green" by "myself", this plant that supplied oxygen to almost countless dungeons, who knows, it is actually not a plant.

If my best friends were able to sacrifice for everyone, why couldn't I?

"I'll be the test subject."

"No!"

Everyone present exclaimed, Professor Guan Hengxin is the head of the Scholar's Home, and the person in charge of the eight hundred and seventy-four technologies being developed by the entire Scholar's Home, if he takes the initiative to apply to be an experimental subject, it will be nothing, if it doesn't work, will the Virus Epidemic Prevention Department still use it in the Scholar's Home?

"I'm running out of time, it's the last time I'm directly involved in a scientific experiment, you're still young, there's still a long way to go, and I hope you can lead humanity back to the surface."

"Professor, you can't!"

Just when everyone thought that they were going to stage a Qiong Yao drama where you and I were reluctant to part with life and death, after a loud noise, the entire underground shelter shook to varying degrees, and the so-called sky, in fact, was an artificial sun on the dome that suddenly went out, and a red alarm flashed, and the sound made all the 87,659 people in the 101 shelter fall into chaos.

"Alarm, alarm, intruder found, alarm, alarm, intruder identification, white rebels, number 419, 435, 466, number continues to increase, it is impossible to calculate the level of infestation, final evacuation measures are recommended."