Thinking of this, Jiang Wanqi couldn't help but feel shocked, and subconsciously looked at the policeman in black uniform and armed with an M4A1 rifle at the end of the side corridor. At the moment when the other party just turned around. Seizing the opportunity, he immediately rushed out from behind the cabinet. Wandering like a ghost, it disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

St. Thomas' Hospital is no stranger to Jiang Wanqi. He was once invited by the hospital to perform several successful surgeries here. What we have to do now is to save our lives in the shortest possible time.

In the medicine distribution room on the 24th floor, he found what he needed———— several boxes of antibiotics for injection that had not been opened, lying quietly in sterile plastic film.

His lips trembled, and he tore open the package with great urgency and clumsiness. With a trembling hand, he plunged the slender needle into his arm, and watched the clear liquid disappear quickly in the transparent needle. Fang Jie, whose eyes were bloodshot because of excessive nervousness, only felt a burst of unprecedented exhaustion.

Antibiotics can destroy the bacteria that invade the body, reducing the burden on white blood cells for a certain period of time. From this point of view, it is both an ally and a suppressor of white blood cells. After all, when the bacteria in the body are weakened, the bone marrow will also reduce the number of white blood cells produced. This restores a healthy balance to the human body.

Jiang Wanqi didn't know if it would be useful to do this?

He just desperately tore open one pill box after another, and injected all the injections into his body with a mechanical movement.

Sitting on the cold alloy chair, looking at the empty needles scattered all over the ground, he twitched the corner of his mouth with a blank expression. Hundreds of antibiotics for injection are counted, and the total weight is enough to be calculated in catties. If it were a normal person, I am afraid that he would have died of drug poisoning a long time ago. However, he is still alive.

The pain in my chest has eased a lot. At the very least, the lungs are breathing smoothly. The biting pain that pierced the heart also weakened into sore swelling.

In the corridor outside the medicine distribution room, there are scattered footsteps from time to time. There was a mixture of weapons loaded or hurried conversations. Jiang Wanqi believes that as long as you get out of this room. I will definitely be beaten alive by countless bullets to the flesh sieve in the shape of a human.

Can you escape?

Even if I were able to escape, how long would I live?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head self-deprecatingly. As a doctor, it was always him who thought about the life and death of others. But he never thought that one day his fate would be in the hands of others.

Until now, Jiang Wanqi didn't understand what was going on. Why do the police chase and kill themselves? Why did the FBI want its own life? Why did good friend Lawrence die? Where did that weird and mysterious cell come from? All the qiē are mysteries that cannot be explored.

But no matter what, I'm already in the middle of it. Unable to get out.

Staying here is a dead end.

Rushing out can die. However, there is still a slight chance of survival.

Dead people are just a useless pile of rotten meat.

Only by living can we discover and know all the secrets.

Just when Jiang Wanqi got up from the ground. His eyes also fell on the smooth wall of the metal cabinet in front of him. Suddenly, the whole person was frozen there as if it had been solidified by cement.

The walls of the cabinet are shiny. With the help of the dark blue light in the room, he could clearly see his appearance through the "mirror" made of alloy.

In the "mirror", there is a face.

That was Jiang Wanqi's face. There is no doubt about that.

However, this face is not his current face. To be exact, it should be a face that has long since passed in the years.

Thirty-six years old, this is the actual age recorded on Jiang Wanqi's ID card.

However, the face that appeared on the wall of the cabinet was a young man in his twenties.

There are no faint wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, no slightly bald forehead, and no little gray hair between the temples. Yes, they just exude youthful vitality and are overwhelmed with surprise.

Jiang Wanqi remembered this face. Sixteen years ago, when I graduated from medical university, I just put on a square master's hat. That's what it looks like.

Could it be, does it say...... Am I getting younger?

Trembling hands, gently caressing smooth cheeks. The portrait in the "mirror" also behaves in the same way. The two pairs of eyes, one true and one false, revealed surprise, ecstasy, and doubt.

Rejuvenation? This, is this possible?

Jiang Wanqi is a rigorous person. If he had to choose between fantasy and reality. He would certainly not hesitate to pick the latter. Also, add a defining word "science" in front of it.

Metabolism determines the lifespan of an organism. It's no secret anymore. Human beings can delay their metabolism through sleep and other methods, so as to achieve the goal of surviving for thousands of years. However, this period of life was spent almost entirely unconscious. From this point of view alone, it is simply a living zombie.

So, how can we explain the changes that have happened to us?

It's not just a façade. Jiang Wanqi can completely feel the vitality full of life inside her body. It is more vigorous and more abundant than when he was eighteen years old. Moreover, it is endless, inexhaustible.

It dawned on him that the starving cells that were terrifying under the microscope might not be as simple as they seemed. And Claude, who claims to be an FBI agent, may also know some of the secrets.

"He's ———— here"

Suddenly, the door to the medicine distribution room was slammed open. A squad of riot policemen dressed in black quickly took over the assault position in the room. More than a dozen M4A1 rifles equipped with lighting barrels also fired straight at Fang Jie from different directions, covering Fang Jie in the center.

"Dr. Jiang, I have no ill intentions. Please believe that all this qiē is just to help you. We're friends. Claude still had a gentle smile on his face when he heard the news. The words that come out of his mouth are also full of unquestionable sincerity.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Jiang Wanqi leaned sideways and opened her right hand to cover her cheek. He replied coldly. Only by using this method that seems to block out the strong light can he hide the astonishing changes in himself.

"I need your cooperation, cooperation in all aspects."

Claude, who was smiling, raised his pistol and shook his head regretfully, "Don't get me wrong, I don't want to hurt you." You just need to get a good night's sleep. That's enough. ”

Before he finished speaking, he had already deducted the plate machine.

"Woo ————"

The gun went off, but the target did not fall as expected. The smile of the FBI agent was also completely frozen on his face.

Jiang Wanqi's arm had already fallen. In the center of the outstretched palm, there is a special anesthetic warhead that faintly emits a little white gas.

He, he actually grabbed the bullet with his bare hands?

For some reason, Claude only felt a chill run down his spine. He subconsciously looked at the watch on his wrist. At 11:26 a.m., nearly seventy minutes had passed since the onset of the infected target's illness.

He's not dead yet?

You must know that none of the infected people before this had more than half an hour from the onset to the time of death.

Thinking of this, Claude couldn't help but twitch a little in the corner of his eye. For the first time, he put away his smile. Instead, he ordered the policeman next to him in an extremely vicious tone: "Open fire, kill him." ”

At the same time, Jiang Wanqi also found that pieces of gray sticky suddenly sprang out of her arms. They instantly overflow from the inside of the pores of the skin, completely enveloping their body at a breakneck speed. It feels like a **** doll that has suddenly been painted into another color.

The policemen, who noticed the change in him, did not hesitate to buckle the plate. Suddenly, bullets erupted from the muzzles of more than a dozen guns, pouring densely towards the target's location.

The rate at which the slime sprawls is extremely fast. In just a few seconds, the entire human body has been completely enveloped. At first glance, it looks like a gray wax puppet that has been roasted and melted at high temperatures.

All those who witnessed this qiē could not describe in words the fear in their hearts. Nearly 1,000 rounds of bullets hit the target, as if they were hitting a soft mud wall. Under the flow of slime, pale golden brass bullets slowly squeezed and overflowed from various impact points, scattering around. When the dazzling light of the canister flickered, the standing shadow of the warhead always brought a ghostly black bump on the ground.

A man who can't be killed. Bullets couldn't penetrate his body.

At this moment, Jiang Wanqi's shock and surprise in her heart were even worse than the police who surrounded her.

He could clearly feel that the gray mucus was rushing down his nose, eyes, lips and other parts into his body. However, I didn't feel the slightest stagnation in my breathing. Moreover, with the entry of ash liquor. Blood vessels, organs, muscles...... All body parts have undergone extremely subtle but extremely terrifying changes.

Strength, great power pervades the whole body. The clenched fist was condensed into a thick piece of armor like a solid shell by the mysterious ash liquid.

Jiang Wanqi subconsciously glanced at the wall of the standing cabinet next to her. He was horrified to find that the image of the young man in the "mirror" had turned into a strange man two meters tall and covered with blue-gray skin. The limbs of "it" are fairly evenly distributed. The waist, legs and arms are perfectly proportioned. Broad shoulders and strong muscles combine to create a strong sense of strength. In particular, the sharp bone spurs that fall obliquely from the joints such as elbows and knees make the whole person look like the god of death who has come from the depths of hell.

"It's" head, already covered in mucus, has become a human-like close-body. The facial features of "it" are more fluid, full of the beauty of power. Between the angular eyebrows, they form a knife-like straightness under the accumulation of gray liquid. Illuminated by the dark blue wall lamps, it exudes a crystal luster that is both heart-warming and mysterious.

This, is this me?

Looking at herself "in the mirror" blankly, Jiang Wanqi only felt a shortness of breath. What exactly is this cell? Why did you change your body to such a form? They were all infected, why did Lawrence die tragically while he was unharmed?

"Concentrate your firepower and kill him!"

Although Claude's panicked shouts had visibly lost his composure. However, the police still pulled the trigger in their hands again as ordered. Unfortunately, the result of the attack made them, who were already afraid, feel unprecedented despair.

This person's body is simply a piece of hard metal. A dense rain of bullets hit it, sending out only a crisp impact.

For bullets, Jiang Wanqi has an instinctive fear. He subconsciously raised his arms across his chest, wanting to protect the vital point in this way. But he was surprised to find that the deadly rain of bullets that poured like hail hit his body, only bringing a slight touch of light pressing and poking on the surface of the skin.

"Monster, it's a monster."

A mentally broken policeman threw down his gun and stumbled towards the door in horror and fled. Isn't a person who can't even be dealt with with a bullet a monster?

"Get out of here!"

Jiang Wanqi no longer had any scruples, and quickly jumped out of the frightened crowd in stride. The target in his eyes is the FBI agent standing behind the human wall.

He must be caught. He must have known something. Perhaps, it is even the key to unlocking all the secrets.

The moment he broke through the crowd, Claude also quickly dodged and rushed out of the medicine distribution room. When Jiang Wanqi jumped out of the corridor after him, he only saw that there was already an RPG rocket launcher in the other party's hand.

"Boom ————"

The warhead with the orange flame tail accurately hit Jiang Wanqi's left shoulder. The powerful explosion opened a terrible wound tens of centimeters wide above his ribs. The broken bones could not support the broken arm, so it was allowed to hang diagonally among the scattered flesh and skin, stained with a strange red by the splatters of flesh and blood.

The unbearable pain instantly spread throughout Jiang Wanqi's body. However, he was no longer able to take into account the physical impact of his injuries. There are even greater dangers that you will face.

The bazooka in Claude's hand has been loaded with a new warhead again. He was carrying the launcher on his shoulder, clinging to his eyes in front of the scope, and he sneered even more cruelly.

Jiang Wanqi didn't think much about it for even a second. He immediately turned around and rushed to the end of the corridor behind him at great speed. At the moment when the rocket whistled behind him, he had already smashed through the glass on the surface of the window and leaped out of the hallway. In a chaotic cacophony, accompanied by a huge explosion of flames, it jumped into the dense and deep dark night sky.

"At any cost, you must find him. To live to see people, to die to see corpses! ”

Stand in front of the blasted wall and look at the dense fireflies at your feet. Claude, with a blushing face, roared viciously.

This is the thirty-sixth floor. Anyone who jumps down will surely die.

Although all infected individuals have died before this. But no one can say that there will be accidents. Especially Jiang Wanqi's invulnerability after mutating in the medicine distribution room, I feel shocked when I think about it. If it weren't for the heavy weapons that I had prepared, I'm afraid that the person standing here now would have been replaced by another person.

……

Four months later, the western city of the Asian Federation, Kunming.

"The monthly salary is 600, not including food and housing. If you want, get to work now. ”

Looking at the proprietress in front of her, who was crossed at the waist, foaming at the mouth, and so fat that even the pig would feel ashamed when she saw it. Jiang Wanqi, who had a cold face, nodded silently, and picked up a blue coarse cloth short coat marked "Wellcome Housekeeping" from the corner of the house. Shook off the dust on it, and put his backhand on his body.

If he hadn't saved the life of a "snakehead" on the operating table, he would never have been smuggled out of the heavily guarded American Federation.

The F.B.I. raided his Harvard residence and his room. Even all bank deposits were frozen. When he got off the boat in Dongguan, in addition to a set of shabby clothes, Fang Jie only had 2,000 Asian yuan in his pocket.

That strange cell seems to have an incomparably strong ability to regenerate. After escaping from St. Thomas' Hospital, within a few hours, the blown left shoulder was restored. And the gray slime covering the surface of the body also completely subsided as the danger was lifted.

The skin on his body is still a pale yellow. The dark in his hair and eyes didn't change in the slightest. The only change is that the young face is no more than twenty years old.

He came to Kunming from Dongguan mainly to avoid the FBI's investigation. Although this is not the territory of the American Federation, no one knows if those annoying spies will "buzz" like disgusted flies. Without being sure of absolute security, Jiang Wanqi must completely hide her true identity.

Eighty dollars a month rental house, cramped and dirty. Definitely can't compare to the spacious and luxurious expert villas. The salary of only 600 Asian dollars a month was unimaginable a few months ago. You know, Harvard Medical School alone pays itself millions of research grants every year. Compared to the past, the current situation is completely from the high clouds to the ground.

However, Jiang Wanqi did not want to change the current embarrassment at all. If it weren't for having to maintain the most basic life, he wouldn't even want to come out and work to earn money.

The way to avoid the FBI's eyeliner is to disappear from this world completely. Or, turn yourself into an ordinary person who is indistinguishable from all living beings.

Jingtai Garden is located in the northwest of the city. It belongs to the kind of high-end luxury residential area where the price of houses is speculated to astronomical amounts.

Holding the phone numbers of the domestic service company and the employer, he reviewed the security guards of the community for nearly half an hour under the contemptuous and contemptuous gaze. Fang Jie, who was finally confirmed to be identified, slowly walked into the gate of the community with a dilapidated bicycle carrying cleaning tools.

Pressing the doorbell, in a melodious and pleasant sound of electronic synthesis music, from behind the thick security door, a gray-haired old face was revealed. He was stunned at first, and when his eyes fell on the eye-catching white characters of "Wellcome Housekeeping" on the chest of Fang Jie's overalls, he immediately became abrupt. He quickly pulled the door open sideways and let him in. The monthly salary of only 600 Asian dollars would have been unimaginable a few months ago. You know, Harvard Medical School alone pays itself millions of research grants every year. Compared to the past, the current situation is completely from the high clouds to the ground.

However, Jiang Wanqi did not want to change the current embarrassment at all. If it weren't for having to maintain the most basic life, he wouldn't even want to come out and work to earn money.

The way to avoid the FBI's eyeliner is to disappear from this world completely. Or, turn yourself into an ordinary person who is indistinguishable from all living beings.

Jingtai Garden is located in the northwest of the city. It belongs to the kind of high-end luxury residential area where the price of houses is speculated to astronomical amounts.

Holding the phone numbers of the domestic service company and the employer, he reviewed the security guards of the community for nearly half an hour under the contemptuous and contemptuous gaze. Fang Jie, who was finally confirmed to be identified, slowly walked into the gate of the community with a dilapidated bicycle carrying cleaning tools.

Pressing the doorbell, in a melodious and pleasant sound of electronic synthesis music, from behind the thick security door, a gray-haired old face was revealed. He was stunned at first, and when his eyes fell on the eye-catching white characters of "Wellcome Housekeeping" on the chest of Fang Jie's overalls, he immediately became abrupt. He quickly pulled the door open sideways and let him in.