Nightshade nodded silently.

She could understand what Wang Qinian meant.

Take, for example, the element "hydrogen". It does not have an actual form, but is composed of atomic forms. The existence of "hydrogen" cannot be seen with the naked eye alone. Only when science and technology and thinking consciousness have developed to a certain height can it be discovered through technical means. Silver Bone is a different story. It has an actual form. Although it is small in size, it is ultimately in the category that can be distinguished by the naked eye. The war between zombies and humans is going on every day, and anyone can potentially find this strange substance inside the corpse's chalk. The difference is just good luck and bad luck.

The "first finder" can get more benefits. It's like a peacetime patent. Therefore, the earlier the disclosure of the relevant information of the silver bone, the chance of accidents can be eliminated.

There are hundreds of cities in this world, and each city has more or less remnants of refugees. Each of them had the opportunity to discover the Silver Bone. When Su Hao preemptively won the title of "first", "second", "third", "fourth" ...... There is no point anymore.

In a way, this is the equivalent of a patent.

Nightshade asked coldly, "Is it just to raise the level of researcher without giving any material rewards?"

"A twenty-year-old young man, a C3-level researcher, don't you think it's hard to draw an equal sign between the two?"

Wang Qinian played with the buttons on his clothes, turned his eyes back to the direction of the fire, and said lightly: "Although I like to use people in an eclectic way, I must take into account all external factors. I admit it - Su Hao, this kid is indeed very good. However, in less than a year, the promotion from "D3" to "C3" is too fast. Of course, the effort he made was fully in line with these rewards. But others don't think so. Those idiots and stupid crucians will only judge by their appearance and age. In their dirty brains, which are no different from paste, the word "scientist" is always wrinkled and gray-haired

"

"Damn, if you can make research results just by looking at the appearance, then it is better to get a few Parkinson's patients who are half-dead and need help to walk to become researchers. All in all, there is only so much I can do about Su Hao at the moment. As for the material aspect...... Hehe! Chen Yanlin is also very interested in Su Hao. I heard that he had issued a new order for the appointment of officers. As long as we release the relevant information about the substance of silver bone, the military will definitely pay enough attention to Su Hao. When the time comes, it will be no problem for him to have whatever substance he wants. ”

As he spoke, Wang Qinian plucked his nostrils with the little finger of his right hand very indecently, popped out a lump of gray-colored boogers, and smiled unusually treacherously: "The various resources allocated to the Academy of Sciences are numerous. Use some less. If the military is willing to pay for the reward, why should I bother to put the icing on the cake? You can take advantage of it without much effort, so why not?"

The coldness on Nightshadow's face didn't change in the slightest, but the thoughts in her head were a little crying and laughing. The fat dean is shrewd. His appearance at the moment is like those calculating, roe head rats in the chalk books in the early days of the Creature Kingdom. IE is not allowed to knock the bones and suck the marrow of the long-term workers, wear a small melon skin hat, and have a beard. That's right, it's Zhou Papi. "One more thing." The expression on Wang Qinian's face became solemn, and his tone of voice became serious: "The importance of the silver bone is no less than that of the strengthening potion. Tell the military to start collecting this stuff now. Blood corpses and humanoids are both evolutions of zombies, and God knows what these mutated creatures will become in the future. It is best to get enough silver bones in a short period of time to greatly increase the overall strength of the front line chalk team. This is more important than anything else. ”

Nightshade quickly recorded the fat dean's order and continued to ask, "What else?"

Her tone of voice was no different from usual, but Wang Qinian's face became embarrassed.

After a few seconds of silence, the fat dean shook his head hesitantly and waved his hand.

Night Shadow silently watched Wang Qinian's back.

From her vantage point, she couldn't see the restraint and uneasiness in the fat dean's eyes.

However, the distance between the two people was so close that Night Shadow could completely feel that Wang Qinian's heart was beating fast, and his body temperature was rising sharply.

He never said a word again. It's as if the fire in front of you is the latest research topic.

Nightshade closed the folder and raised her hand in salute. Then he turned around and walked out of the room with a step as precise as a ruler, and the sound of the "Tata Tata" heels crashing.

The footsteps in the hallway faded away, and all was silent again.

The nervous look on Wang Qinian's face gradually disappeared, replaced by loss and remorse.

He moved his stout legs and feet, covered with black hair, and took out a delicate small jewelry box from under the stinky chalky thighs, and opened it.

In the light of the beating fire, a large and delicate diamond ring can be seen, which is embedded in the black velvet cushion inside the box, and the chalk glitters.

Wang Qinian stared at the ring in a daze, his eyes full of frustration.

"Hell yes! Is it so difficult to say "I love you" to a woman? I really don't understand, where is my usual courage and guts? Lao Tzu is a man, and he should have cornered her like a beast and threatened her with a roar like a bell that she must marry me. Damn it! What a glamorous night it was, best for strong kisses and pushovers. Why do I forget about personal matters when I talk about business? Why don't I have the courage to do it every time I get to an important juncture? Why can't I bow my head when I see her eyes? Me, I, I...... Next time! Next time, Lao Tzu will definitely find a better opportunity, and he will definitely say everything he wants to say - a strong kiss! Well! Strong push......

The old fat man has been talking to himself. The expression on his face changed between sadness and excitement. His lips and the corners of his eyes twitched, and his eyes looked at the ring with infinite longing and anticipation.

Wang Qinian didn't notice that when Night Shadow left the room, the door did not close, but left a tiny crack that could not be detected.

She stood outside the door, holding her breath, silently staring at the fat dean who resented Bai Ai.

Night Shadow is a strengthened person, his hearing and vision are more acute than ordinary people, and he can clearly hear every word Wang Qinian said at this moment. She smiled softly. In an instant, the iceberg-like face seems to melt when it encounters a warm current, and it blooms with a mesmerizing and charming face.

The official letter, bearing the double seals of the Academy of Sciences and Wang Qinian, was soon sent to the commanders of various important departments of the military.

The three words "silver bone", "first discoverer" and "Su Hao" have become the most important thinking supplement ingredients in the reader's mind.

The most crucial part of the document is the sentence "Bone and central nervous system enhancement increases by 80 to 100 ......".

Many people are puzzled by this, and some people feel that this data is not very reliable.

Although they found the silver bones inside the chalk of the corpses, as stated in the documents, many people questioned whether the thing could be eaten. Will there be some kind of terrible side effect?

Wang Qinian's ability to independently control the Academy of Sciences is naturally inseparable from the secret support of some military generals. Where there are opponents, there are those who are in favor. Under the orders of some generals who had a bad relationship with the fat chief, more than half of the chalk troops at the front began to collect and consume silver bones.

After the 48-hour adaptation period, the newly formed 91st Division, located on the Eastern Front, launched the first attack on a group of corpses with a small chalky size.

The results were similar to those of previous battles. Nothing more than killing thousands of zombies. However, the words "our casualties totaled two hundred and six ......" on the report attracted more attention than any data.

This is the military's best record since the outbreak of the virus.

According to the officers who participated in the battle, if it weren't for the fact that the soldiers were not accustomed to the sudden multiplication of force and speed, the battle time might have been reduced by a third, or even half.

Spring usually comes earlier in the south than in the north.

Women seem to be more sensitive to hot and cold temperatures than men.

Especially in winter, they tend to be more frost-tolerant than men.

From a physiological point of view, this is of course due to the fact that the subcutaneous fat is thicker and more evenly distributed in women than in men. But there is also a woman's chalky pursuit of beautiful words such as "pretty" and "dressed".

The temperature of 16 degrees Celsius still makes people feel cold, but Xinyan, who is wearing velvet shorts and fleece stockings, feels a little hot, and even wants to go back and change into a pair of thin stockings.

She stood on the roof more than 30 meters high, holding a sniper rifle. The action of bending down and aiming makes the chalky body muscles appear tense and powerful. The hips are rounded and rounded, and the camel-colored shorts show off the unique curves of women. The black tights on the legs are very tight and create a surprisingly slender line.

Xinyan leaned down, her black leather blouse open, and her round chest was supported by a blue turtleneck made of milk silk. The shoulder blades with white skin have an attractive slippery feel. This seductive gesture is not deliberate. She pressed her eyes closer to the high-powered scope and stared at a bloody corpse a hundred meters away. "Bang-" A powerful gunshot rang out, and the bloody corpses fell in response. After about half a minute, a member of the team ran to the dead bloody corpse, pulled a steel axe from the outside of the backpack, and split the corpse to collect the silver bones.

Here, there is a heavy machinery factory located in the south of the city.

Two days ago, Su Hao took more than 30 people to clean up the factory workshop and killed more than 100 zombies entrenched here.

The plan of the encirclement and suppression of Lin Yu's team is very Imi. Except for a few captives who were deliberately left behind, no one escaped from the double siege of fire and zombies - the long-starved zombies enjoyed a feast of fresh meat. Su Hao also fed back information through various channels, as well as the confessions of the prisoners, and destroyed the temporary camps and baggage brigades set up by the "Sheng Fei" group inside and outside the city.

Now, Su Hao has a huge amount of resources in his hands.

He was a full fellow of the Academy of Sciences, a commissioned ensign, and a large "swarm" of several thousand people...... All of this was something he had never imagined when he was planning to flee from the future realm.

Su Hao has hundreds of team members in the city.

Their mission is clear - to conduct a carpet search of their respective areas, searching for survivors in every room. Give each other help, gain trust, and expand the team.

The prototype elixir is changing Su Hao, changing everyone's fate, and changing this world.

However, in addition to personnel and materials, Su Hao also needed something else.

The survivors set up a number of wind power units near the machine factory to provide energy for the workshop.

It's not difficult to do this – the city is littered with supplies left over from peacetime, and among the outsiders who are constantly joining the team are engineers and mechanics who specialize in mechanics.

A "Great Wall" off-road vehicle slowly drove onto the machine repair platform. Steel plates were welded around the body to fit into size, heavy machine chalk buttresses were installed on the roof, and exhaust pipes and axle devices were replaced.

In the open space outside the workshop, several off-road vehicles that have been renovated are parked.

They have changed beyond recognition. Except for the remaining part of the logo on the front of the car, which can barely be identified from the original brand, the rest of the body, paintwork, bezels, and even tires have been replaced or reinforced. They don't have the slightest aesthetic in appearance, they resemble a mess of scrap metal monsters. This transformation is not considered aesthetic comfort at all, but is purely based on solid, sturdy and powerful power.

There is no doubt that the service life of the modified vehicle will be significantly shortened.

But they're practical and reassuring to drive.

In addition to cars, the renovations also included a number of heavy motorcycles collected from shopping malls and cities.

They were split into parts and replaced with a more robust triangular all-steel chassis with a high-powered engine at its core.

This nondescript three-wheeled bike resembles a race car with great horsepower and excellent off-road performance. Even if you drive a single person, you can also separate a chalk gun to control the machine. According to Su Hao's suggestion, there is also a chainsaw with a blade facing outward on both sides of the body.

The importance of the machine shop is self-evident. Su Hao also abandoned some of the plans that had been made in the future world - except for the "castle", he did not plan to spend materials and manpower to build a second new city. Rather, it is intended to take control of the entire city by strengthening the base of the tall and solid buildings in the city, and gradually annexing streets, neighborhoods, and buildings by means of strengthening the base and interconnecting with each other.

Looking at the off-road vehicle in front of him, which was equipped with heavy steel plates and was constantly changing its appearance in countless welding spark particles, Su Hao slowly showed a smile on his face.

Xin Yan walked into the workshop quickly with a sniper rifle with residual warmth, handed the microphone of the military communicator to Su Hao, and said in a hurried tone: "Wu Guoguang's phone, they are in trouble." ”

Dense zombies blocked the road in front of the garrison headquarters. They hit the all-steel fence that barricaded the gate like a tidal wave. Viewed from the air, it's easy to recall a similar scene from the black-and-white movie "The Crow and the Sparrow" where the crowds are crowded

The window leaning against the road was set up with three heavy chalk guns. They roared and spewed flames, and the dense rain of bullets knocked the zombies to the ground. These half-rotten mutated creatures are simply no match for the powerful L2. 7 mm subchalk. Many zombies had their chests blown open alive and their legs broken from their waists or chalked legs. These absolutely fatal injuries to humans only slightly slow down the speed at which the corpses move forward - their key is the brain, which can still be supported and crawl with both hands as long as the head is not damaged.

Two soldiers with gnashing teeth stood on the roof of the building, frantically throwing grenades at the corpses. Balls of fire rose into the sky one after another, scattered pieces of flesh and blood flying along with the smoke. Every time there was a chalk explosion, there would be a small gap in the middle of the dense group of corpses. The zombies that come from behind will quickly fill them as if it had never happened.

"Chalk, go to the warehouse and get the chalk-"

"There are just too many of these guys. Push the helicopter again and ask them when they will come?"

"Burn important documents, check the chalk around the building again, and be ready to retreat at any time."

The shouts one after another intensified the tense atmosphere within the headquarters. Hurried footsteps were everywhere, and the room was littered with empty chalk boxes, and while the crucible crucible man changed the barrel, the other soldiers filled the window with assault rifles. 4A{m']i)ml is well-trained and can remain calm enough in the face of difficult situations. However, the current opponent is not a human, but a mutated creature that is not afraid of death.

Wu Guoguang grimaced, aimed at a tall bloody corpse with an assault rifle, and pulled the trigger hard.

The chalk that came out of the disembowelment accurately hit the bloody corpse's head. It shook, and then was overwhelmed by the corpses.

Even in the future world, there is no relevant research to show that zombies have thoughts and emotions. But the increasing number of casualties of the same kind did infuriate the corpses. They howled incessantly, picked up the hard steel fence and gnawed it, smashing their heads, arms, legs and feet against the steel grille. Some of the nimble corpses even stepped on the corpses of their kind, roaring and trying to climb over the fence several meters high, but were shot over by the soldiers waiting on the inside of the gate. Then he spurted blood, screamed and fell.

Half an hour earlier, one of the survivors had run to the garrison command and asked for help.

The soldiers injected him with immunization drugs and gave him a small packet of compressed biscuits.

The survivor was not satisfied, and kept begging the chalk team to take him away. The soldiers refused his request and told him that they could go to the north of the city to find Su Hao's team. There was food, there was water, and it was very chalky.

The survivor didn't listen to the words. He was shouting outside all the time, threatening the soldiers with all sorts of dirty words. This verbal intimidation was quickly translated into action – he cut his wrists with a knife like a madman and spilled blood everywhere in the surrounding streets. A lot of zombies are attracted to it. Dozens, hundreds, thousands...... At the end of the day, there were too many to count.

The survivor was clearly desperate.

He laughed miserably and slit his own throat with a knife.

Before committing this crazy act, he shouted hoarsely: "Since you refuse to save me, then everyone will die together!" Die together! Don't live! I want you to bury Lao Tzu! Go down with Lao Tzu and see Hades—"