Volume I: Section 44 Bee Swarm
More and more people are fleeing along the road.
In two weeks, more than 200 people have already walked into the camp under construction and become new team members.
On the other hand, more than 100 people chose to leave.
Most of those left behind were women and children, as well as the elderly and frail. The long journey made them tired, and the meals and beds made them feel at home, as if they had come back to life from a hell full of corpses. Although not everyone agrees with the rules set by Su Hao, they don't want to argue over some trivial things, and they don't want to try to bump in their lives anymore.
Almost every day, strangers pass by on the road.
Because of hunger and exhaustion, they all came to the camp without exception. These people ask questions about food and safety, but also about the surrounding area, directions and the location of other cities. There are also people who want to get weapons, or give help for free. Others simply took out bundles of banknotes from their backpacks and bluntly wanted to hire Su Hao and other team members to provide protection along the way.
Everyone has their own way of life, whether in a disaster or in times of peace. This is called "personality".
The large increase in the number of team members has led to a sudden increase in the construction of the camp. The tall and thick walls have begun to take shape, the foundations of the two temporary residential buildings have been excavated, and the cement foundations of the underground floors have been watered. In order to provide enough electricity, Su Hao added two sets of low-power solar power generation equipment to the camp.
Trucks carrying supplies and supplies in the city still make a round trip every two days. However, the number of vehicles has been increased from two to six as the team has expanded. Su Hao distributed food fairly to everyone who was willing to participate in labor. Rations included sweets, alcohol, and cigarettes. These things naturally arouse the envy of outsiders who are reluctant to enter the camp. They gathered outside the camp, reluctant to leave or enter. Every time a supply convoy from the city arrived, it caused a stir among these people. They watched the convoy with envy, jealousy, hatred, and greed, watching the trucks pull into the camp, emptying their crates and leaving, and as more and more people gathered outside, and with the nearby river, a small settlement gradually formed there. It's dirty and messy. There is a lot of movement of people, and often everyone is empty today, and the next day it will be filled with other outsiders. All kinds of information are exchanged here, some people feel that they should return to the city, some people feel that they should join Su Hao's team, and some people are stubborn that they should go all the way north.
If there are people, there will be disputes.
When someone tried to sneak into the camp at night to steal food, Su Hao's long-suppressed anger broke out again.
He killed two infiltrators.
Instead of burying the body in the ground, as is customary, the body was propped up high with a wooden pole and nailed to a position more than 50 meters away from the camp gate. This bloody and brutal practice frightened all outsiders with ill intentions, and also caused dozens of zombies to howl and scream around the camp for an entire night.
The next morning, when the people inside the walls woke up from their sleep, they found that the bustling settlement was empty, leaving only garbage and blood, and a few corpses gnawed beyond recognition.
On August 11, Lao Song led the rotation personnel to arrive at the camp with the convoy. He told Su Hao very seriouslyββββ in a few months, the food supply is likely to face a shortage.
The team members are growing, nearly 300 people.
Su Hao injected everyone with immunity medicine, and no one knew that this thing was actually blood in his body. The entire team still rotates between inside and outside the city, divided into ten squads, searching around the city for supplies and finding new food sources in the field.
Tao Yuan got a few walk-behind tractors from the municipal agricultural materials company. As soon as the ripe crops in the fields around the camp were harvested, the survivors began ploughing the fields, planting hundreds of acres of potatoes and a fair amount of cabbage and turnips.
It will take more than a month for winter wheat to be planted, and Su Hao has reserved a large amount of arable land in advance, and the proximity to the river makes irrigation very convenient. If all goes well, the winter harvest should last for several months.
Perhaps it was the real presence of the team that many of the survivors who had just joined were no longer tied to working hours. They have become more industrious than ever. Many people took the initiative to reclaim wasteland near the wall, and although the ridges were crooked, there was no cultivation skill, and after all, green shoots gradually emerged on the land that had just been harvested. There are pumpkins, beans, and people who go down to the river to fish and hunt in the mountains in their spare time, and the kitchen often wafts the strong aroma of broth or fish soup.
Cao Rui and her twin sisters found a chicken farm in the suburbs. After killing all the more than 100 zombies gathered there, they rescued more than 30 hens from the chicken coop. Chicken farms are large, and judging by the number of cages, there should be thousands of chickens and birds. Hungry zombies are not picky eaters, and they don't care if the meat in their mouths is human or otherwise. If it weren't for Cao Rui's one-shot destruction of the heads of the zombies who were about to tear open the iron cage, I'm afraid they would have chewed up even the chicken bones and there would be nothing left.
The poor hens were cowering in the corner of the cage and shivering. They were all brought back to the special chicken shed in the field camp. On that day, every team member gathered around the chicken shed and smiled. The survivors looked at them with malicious eyes, fantasizing about delicacies such as eggs and roast chicken.
Liao Qiu found three piglets in a village outside the city. It took him two days to build a spacious enough pig barn in the corner of the camp. He declared to everyone that the effect of the Law on the Protection of Minors would continue to these obese and weak creatures. They must be fed with the best diet and it is forbidden to play with them as pets. Of course, this won't last forever. As long as they give birth to enough offspring and grow fat enough, Liao Qiu is actually very willing to share pork rib soup, braised pig ears, boiled liver tips and stir-fried kidney flowers with everyone.
Everyday life is monotonous and exciting.
In addition to labor, everyone must be trained in combat and shooting on time. Including nine-year-old Yang Lulu, Su Hao asked everyone to be able to use weapons such as sticks to deal with zombies, and shot zombies in the head at a distance of fifty meters.
That's not too much to ask. To become a first-order enhancer, it only takes ten milligrams of silver bone. In other words, you can become stronger by taking out five zombies, splitting their butts with an axe, and restraining the intense vomiting and nausea.
Su Hao tried to take more silver bones. He found it to be a waste at all. The body that had reached the fifth level of strength did not react further in the slightest. In desperation, he could only focus on collecting more putrid hormones and silver bones. Thanks to a large increase in manpower, the number of these two things has reached an extremely large level.
Even he couldn't tell, why did he trust his newly joined team members so much?
As soon as the day dawned, the construction site within the camp walls was already busy. The mixer drum rotates constantly, and the evenly mixed concrete is directly transported by the cement pump to the underground steel base for watering. The two sets of low-temperature cold storage that were transported from the city yesterday were pulled up by a crane and slowly put into the basement that had not yet been capped. In the distance, gaps in the tall fence have been closed, and heavy all-steel gates have begun to be installed. This thing was found in the Chengbei Heavy Industry Machinery Factory. It is said that it is a gate, but in fact, it is a huge steel plate more than 20 meters wide, more than 50 meters high, and 25 centimeters thick. There are dozens of such steel plates in the warehouse of the machine factory. Survivors speculate that it may have been used as a military route.
Su Hao walked to the window with a steel grid, glanced at the gate that was hanging on the ground chute with a crane outside, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, turned around, and walked to the desk full of various experimental instruments.
This is residential building No. 1. According to Su Hao's request, the building was used for special purposes. Especially on the current floor, all rooms have been renovated to reflect the use of hospitals and laboratories.
There were only two people in the spacious laboratory, Su Hao and Zhou Chen. The latter was crouching in front of an electron microscope and observing something. Along the walls on both sides, instruments such as thermostatic incubators, protein decomposition instruments, and electronic mixing bases are placed. On the workbench made of cement in the middle, there are also dense glass measuring cups, flasks, and test tubes
All of this stuff comes from the city's major hospitals, chemical material companies, or optical instrument stores.
Su Hao has never been able to explain his peculiar sense of trust in the new team membersββββ from Chen Kun, who stayed behind in the group of rescued people in the bathing center, to Dong Guoping and Chen Erzhu later, and now to the outsiders who have joined for food and shelter, he has an indescribable intimacy and gentleness. This feeling does not exist unilaterally, Su Hao can also perceive the same feeling from the other party. It's like an old friend who has known each other for many years, or a relative who is related by blood. Even, more intimate than that.
This is not normal.
He secretly observed for a long time, and finally realized that this feeling was not for everyone, but had very special conditions.
That is their own blood.
Su Hao once thought it was an illusion. In order to test this suspicion, he consciously injected some of the newcomers to the team with immunity drugs. It was found that the mental consciousness was very strong about the distinction between those who were injected and those who were not. The former is very close, the latter is a normal strangeness.
This body is a collection of the best human genes of the future era. However, Su Hao does not believe that this is the real cause of the problem. As far as he knew, the master-slave relationship between humans depended largely on the brain, and the cell-based affinity of blood accounted for a very small part of it, no more than five percent at most. The situation that happened to me is very peculiar, and there is no case of the same or similar in the history of human biological research. However, putting aside Su Hao's experience of traveling through the future world, he can indeed find out the only special point.
He had taken a prototype potion.
Zhou Chen stared at the microscope, his cheek muscles twitching, and the expression on his face was extremely excited. Except for Su Hao, he is the only person in the entire team who is qualified to conduct such research.
"You should come and check this."
Zhou Chen raised his head, his eyes flashing with fear and shock. His head was covered with sweat, and he stared at Su Hao like a ghost. This strange appearance made Su Hao very uncomfortable. He walked over and patted Zhou Chen on the back, who immediately walked away from the table and gave him the electron microscope.
Bending down, leaning down, and closing his eyes to the eyepieces, Su Hao only felt that his vision was occupied by a dense and sensational cell. It feels like tadpoles crowded into a puddle of dried-up water, thousands. They frantically scrambled back and forth between them.
On the slide under the lens, there was a drop of blood squeezed out of Su Hao's fingertips. Among them, a nutrient solution and the blood of another uninjected alien were added.
"The number of red blood cells is 500 percent above normal, or even more. The greatly increased rate of oxygen supply can multiply the effect of body movement and muscle expansion. This should be what you said, reinforcing the most significant physical difference between people and ordinary people. I've calculated the unit levels of white blood cells and other cells, and they all increase dramatically. But that's not the most critical factor. I think you've seen that black particle. I don't know what it is, and I've never seen it. β
Zhou Chen stood next to him as a commentator. He felt his scalp tingle, and it seemed as if the shocking scene was still shaking in front of his eyes. Su Hao obviously didn't care about this. His eyes didn't leave the camera, he just casually "hmm", and then re-immersed himself in the microscopic world under the lens, which had been magnified countless times.
Between the dense red blood cells, there are floating black particles that Zhou Chen just mentioned. They are massive, like a synthesis of hundreds of red blood cells. There are a large number of cells gathered around these giant particles, whether the red blood cells come from Su Hao or another person, they will gather near the black particles, and they feel very harmonious. Like a tall giant with strong strength, he treats the weak who are attached to him in a friendly and gentle manner.
"I've done blood samples for all of my team members. None of the blood samples except you have had these black particles. β
Zhou Chen's slightly trembling voice sounded again, and Su Hao's hand twitched unconsciously.
He raised his head, turned his gaze to Zhou Chen, and asked seriously, "What do you want to say?" β
"I don't know what to do."
The pale Zhou Chen shook his head, he swallowed his throat hard, and stammered: "The existing instruments and data are not enough, and I can't analyze this particle." Judging from the results of the infiltration of the blood sample, the relationship between the black particles and other cells is very similar to that of bees? β
Su Hao frowned. He didn't quite understand the phrase.
"Yes! Bee! β
Zhou Chen repeated. He looked at Su Hao with a strange expression on his face: "If you substitute everything into the blood under the microscope, we mean those who have received immune injections, including me, like bees." That kind of pellet is equivalent to the most important member of a family, and you can think of it as the queen bee. This spread and reproduction is asexual. It is like the soul of a cell, building an intricate society. Approaching, or entering another body, will have an effect on the new approacher. They will infiltrate each other, perhaps producing some rare substance to culture unfamiliar cells. Foreign cells can easily be transformed and affected. β
Su Hao's face became more and more solemn: "You meanββββ I can order all the subjects who have been injected?" β
"No!"
Zhou Chen categorically vetoed: "It's not an order." The bee is just a metaphor, and you're not really a queen bee either. This affinity generated by cells does exist, but it does not directly affect the brain's judgment of things. We will object to some of your comments without making the situation worse. But if you insist on it, maybe we will actually carry out the order. β
His face became more and more gray: "I never thought this would happen. This is not scientific, if you can gain control over someone by injecting blood, then this world will not be what it is now. It's horrible. I feel like there's another soul in my body, it's a doppelganger of your will. What the hell! Why do I have no intention of resisting at all? Instead, you think you are the most trustworthy person in this world? Oh no, I'm almost transparent in front of you, and it's the same for all the people who have been injected with that drug. β
Su Hao slowly closed his eyes.
He finally determined that the real cause of this strange change was the prototype potion.
This thing has mysterious and powerful potencies, enough to alter the normal path of human evolution.
Luckily, it fell into his own hands.
Soul infiltration seems like a good name, apt.
However, this is not the case.
As Zhou Chen just said: the mutual fusion of blood cannot really affect the brain. The so-called "osmosis" should mainly act at the genetic level.
How to say it, it's like a baby has an innate dependence and intimacy on the mother, but still has the best thinking consciousness. Closeness, to a certain extent, can minimize the rate of betrayal, but this does not mean that the injected person will be absolutely blind to himself.
Su Hao felt like a spider, with the camp as the core, weaving an invisible giant web that was invisible to the naked eye. Everyone who has been injected with immunotherapy is a thread in this net. There are more and more of them, they are getting denser and denser, and the web is getting stronger and stronger. As for the scope of the shroud, it is far beyond imagination.
He felt a chill on his back and a cold sweat.
"Enter a soul in someone else, command, control"
Su Hao shook his head in disbelief, he heard his voice obviously change tone.
"No, not souls."
Zhou Chen once again denied his statement: "It's just an infiltration, which is biased towards affinity. If I had to use the right word to describe it, I think it would be branding. β