The mysterious young man of the company who had seen him at the banquet was sitting in the command center, with a smile on his face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Message?" The young man whispered, "About zombies? ”

Xu Luo closed the door, went straight to the young man, pulled a chair and sat down, did not speak, just looked at him, his eyes as sharp as knives gradually calmed down.

This reaction made the young man slightly stunned, and it seemed that Xu Luo was not in a hurry.

"Okay." The young man took out a file bag from a black briefcase and handed it to Xu Luo, "I don't know if it's the news you need, I'm just one to deliver documents." ”

As soon as Xu Luo took the file bag, the young man stood up and walked out.

"Lieutenant Colonel Xu, I admire you very much." His tone became sincere, "It is indeed impressive that more than 2,000 people can play such a dazzling magic trick. ”

He had already reached the door, but instead of pulling it, he stopped.

"I wasn't able to come in because of your strength." The young man is not showing off, but just stating the fact that "it took me nine years to have your current strength......"

"So, I envy you even more."

Xu Luo's heart was shocked.

Even if the young man's strength is the same as him now, nine years ago, there were no zombies in this world, where does the young man's energy come from?

"Ability or power-up?"

Xu Luo forcibly restrained the waves in his heart and asked as calmly as possible.

"Abilities?" A look of envy flashed in the young man's eyes, and he said bitterly, "That's what only the lucky have, and I don't have this kind of luck." ”

He turned around suddenly and looked at Xu Luo unwillingly.

"Still, I don't think your ability is anything special."

Xu Luo looked at him calmly, his face unchanged.

"Because I would too."

His eyes suddenly burst into a compelling look, and a spiritual impact rushed towards Xu Luo, Xu Luo could completely feel that this young man's spiritual power was no worse than him, but he also felt that the power of this spiritual impact was only half of that sent by Xu Luo.

Xu Luo also sent out a spiritual shock, easily defusing the spiritual impact sent by the young man, but he did not fight back.

The compelling look quickly faded in the young man's eyes.

Instead, bitterness and unwillingness.

"That's the gap, I don't know why it's like this, or that's the difference between the Alien and the kind of us, so I'm very aware that the protagonists of this world are not us."

The loneliness in the words was very obvious, and with a sigh, the young man turned around and put his right hand on the doorknob.

"I want to know, how many people like you are in the company?"

"I don't know." The young man didn't stop and opened the door, "I'm just a document deliverer." ”

He repeated his "humble" identity and dodged out the door.

The door closed softly.

Xu Luo looked at the closed door and was very silent. He could feel that there should only be two thin sheets of paper in the file bag, which must be very important information, but he felt very heavy, and even afraid to open it.

However, this mood quickly dissolved.

Reaching out and opening the file bag, there were only two pieces of paper inside.

It's very ordinary printing paper, but the content on the paper makes Xu Luo discolored.

The first sheet of paper reads:

In 212 B.C., during the Qin Dynasty, those books that did not involve practice were ordered to be burned by the emperor as "dangerous ideas", which is the so-called "burning of books and pit Confucianism".

Of course, the archives of the zombies that were thrown into the flames also sank forever and were unknown.

However, within the walls of the house of a scholar who had been ordered to be executed, a torn medical manuscript was found, which could be an example of a zombie attack.

The only effective way to deal with the endless arousal of fear is to burn it with a flame until it is shattered, and the patient must be completely bound and stuffed with straw in order to be safe. All of its limbs and organs must be removed, and any bodily fluid contact with it must be avoided, and each part must be burned to ashes and then dispersed in 12 directions. There is no other way to cope with this incurable disease...... The thirst for flesh and blood is completely irrepressible...... If multiple victims are encountered at the same time, they may not be able to achieve full control and must be beheaded...... Knives are the quickest means to achieve this.

This fragment does not actually mention whether the victims of the "endless terror" were actually dead, only the "desire for the flesh and blood of the living" and the feasible "cure" can be used as a basis for alluding to zombie activity during the Qin Dynasty.

The second sheet of paper reads:

Venetian explorer Mark? Polo wrote in his travelogue that during a visit to the palace of the Xia capital, the patriarch Kublai Khan showed him a transparent glass jar.

The jar contains the body of the liquor (Mark?). Polo described the liquid as 'wine-tasting but clear and pungent') soaked in a severed zombie head. According to the Great Khan, the head was obtained by his grandfather, Genghis Khan, on his way back from the conquest of the West.

Marco Polo writes that the zombie head was aware of their presence, and even stared at them with its almost rotten eyes.

And when he tried to reach out and touch, the Great Khan put a stop to the folly.

Later, the Great Khan told him the story of a low-ranking court official who had been bitten and who looked like he was dead, but who had come back a few days later to attack his servants.

Marco Polo claimed that the head was alive during his stay in China.

No one knows what the fate of this relic will be.

When Marco Polo finally returned, his story was banned by the Holy See, and as a result, the experience was not told in his officially published adventures. However, one of his servants found the story in the scrap manuscript and kept it safe.

Historians have theorized that since the Mongols had reached Baghdad, it is likely that the head was actually Ibrahim? One of Oberdula's experimental samples. Arguably, this skull is the best-preserved and longest-"surviving" zombie specimen relic ever created.

Neither account has a definite basis.

Xu Luo fully understood that this was not to prove anything, but a hint from the "company".

But what's the hint about? Or, what do you want to remind Xu Luo to pay attention to?

The scene of the underground laboratory in the forbidden area of Haicheng University of Science and Technology suddenly replayed in his mind, and the bionic models of zombies, mummies, and zombies became clear.

――Is it true that the company has been researching zombies all along?

If so, isn't it time to prove that what the "corporation" has been doing is in fact for the sake of humanity? But why are they so mysterious?

What are they afraid of?

Why find him Xu Luo now?

Countless questions were entrenched in his mind, Xu Luo Huoran got up, and he didn't have time to put the paper back in the file bag, rushed to the door in a few steps, and opened the door.

The young man was not far away, looking at him with a smirk as the soldiers watched. (To be continued.) )