Chapter 291: A Calm Day

"What a burnout boy. Co-author: Am I talking to myself? ”

"Don't, you're being too modest. If you need to, I still have some waste paper here......."

"Stinky boy, you're Alzheimer's!"

“…… Then why pick something I don't understand? ”

"Yes, old man, I'll tell you the latest research and development results, but I don't talk about it, and I still complain. Well, well, the old man doesn't argue with unreasonable stirring up people. I'll just pick out things that have to do with you. "After all, Zhao Guijie is a highly respected academic champion, and his mind is naturally extraordinary.

"Coming back?" Yang Xiaohai shouted, so that Zhao Guijie was ruined.

"You...... If you don't learn, you can't do it! What I'm talking about is priceless! You're ......."

"Alright, alright. Tell me everything else. If you don't finish speaking, you will definitely be uncomfortable......"

"......" Zhao Guijie was lucky again. Once upon a time, the big experts suffered from this kind of idleness? A few casual remarks about the content of the conversation just now will cause an uproar in the academic community. But the actual person in charge of this base despised him to such an extent......

"Hey! If it weren't for the short mouth of cannibalism, I would really ignore you, old man! ”

Zhao Guijie took a deep breath to dispel the irritability, and continued: "Do you know why your blood can save people, and can you still do vaccines? ”

Yang Xiaohai opened his mouth. Zhao Guijie hurriedly said: "Because your blood can promote the evolution of the virus!" I don't know how to do it. But your blood can indeed make the virus mature and adapt to the current environment. In other words, the virus becomes a state where it can evolve into a state where it can live in symbiosis with the host for a long time.

The price paid by the virus is that it is no longer deadly and has become an ordinary virus. Well, by the way, the degenerative viruses that devour each other are interested in your blood! As long as you find your blood, you will take the initiative to chase it, and you will swear to stop if you don't achieve your goal! ”

Yang Xiaohai immediately recalled the scene of being chased by "Big Arnold" and other mutant infected people. In the eyes of mutants, he is nothing less than a life-saving elixir. As soon as he gets his blood, the virus can immediately adapt to the current environment. No longer have to bitterly devour the same kind, no longer have to worry about being devoured by the same kind, no wonder......

Zhao Guijie solved the long-term confusion in a few words, and Yang Xiaohai couldn't help but correct his attitude. "The virus is likely to come from fossils in the permafrost or animal remains. As for what it is, it is impossible to verify. And the identity of the original 'infected' you got back has also been clarified. Park In-geon, archaeologist. At 46 years old, quite prestigious. He had just returned from Antarctica. Except for him, the rest of the expedition team was unusual. That's all I can summarize. ”

"What? Finished? I just got addicted to it, why is it gone? Lao Zhao, oh no, Zhao Lao, give! ”

Yang Xiaohai flipped the mat under his feet and took out a can of herring: "Don't look at this thing, it doesn't smell good, but it smells so good in your mouth!" Now, the thing is for you, how much more and a whole paragraph! ”

Zhao Guijie was forced to shrink back on the top of the can that he was forced into his arms. There was an embarrassed wry smile on his face: "It's over!" What else do you want me to say? ”

"Are you really done?"

"It's over!"

"The can is not given to ......"

"Hey, you kid, donkey-faced? Yes, for the sake of the cans, I'll give you a few more words. "The old man really can't bear to canned fish.

"We can only infer that the virus was at its peak and primitive in its most primitive form around 2600 BC. But what was the state before the virus? How did your blood evolve into an ancient virus? After the viruses devour each other, how to change the appearance of the host and so on still needs to be further improved by science.

But to be honest, it is not easy to reveal it until now. I'm afraid it will be difficult to make any breakthroughs in the future. Time is limited after all. The next step is to focus on overcoming the virus and producing a vaccine that can be mass-produced. No matter how hard you work in scientific research, the result is to serve humanity......"

"Understood, don't you just want to say that this is the end of the matter about how the virus came about, and you are more concerned about how to get rid of it?"

After all, when the old man left, he not only took the canned fish, but also two cans of fruit. In the words of a big expert: Even if he doesn't eat, he has to take care of other experts, right? Among the experts involved in the development of vaccines, which one of them is not a masterpiece? Any one of them can become the target of the major forces.

Hard work, don't want a penny to take root in the base, what's the picture? Safe? That's just one factor. The most important thing is Yang Xiaohai's unique blood! They see the hope of defeating the virus here, so they are willing to fight tirelessly! All of these were summed up by Yang Xiaohai himself while lying on the bed after the big expert left. Zhao Guijie's words have a high gold content, and it would be too stupid not to chew them carefully.

The heartless old otaku lost sleep for the first time. In the first half of the night, he was thinking about the situation, the virus, the infected, his own mutations, and so on. In the second half of the night, I thought of the black pupils who forced the palace and the sultry Winnie. Emotional matters, it's really messy and messy. Until the sky was white, Yang Xiaohai simply got off the bed with a carp, put on clothes and got into the elevator.

Although it is past the beginning of autumn, the temperature is still very high. So Yang Xiaohai, who was wearing slippers and big pants, didn't feel cold. The air at five o'clock in the morning was very clear. The damp wind envelops the smell of fruits and vegetables and blows on the cheeks together.

This lifted the spirits of the old otaku who had not slept all night. "One, two, three, four......" Suddenly, a little farther away came the sound of majestic slogans. Yang Xiaohai thought about it: he had lived with mercenaries for so long, and it seemed that he had never really come into contact with them!

If you want to say that the mercenaries are really different, they are not the same. Since Huang Congjiang appointed him as a special adviser, no one has really looked for his fault! Anyway, the obedience of mercenaries is too good, right? Even with the bloodshed and sacrifice, they seem to be still sticking to their duties. From the very beginning, camped by the water,

Guarding against the occasional successful swim-in "infected", to the surprise attacks of the S-type mutants later, plus to breaking ground and other work, everything is inseparable from mercenaries. has been devastated by disasters again and again, not only has it not been eliminated, but the team is growing day by day, but it has been ignored and resigned to it for so long! Hehe, my heart is so big.

The sun hadn't fully risen yet, but the vision was clear enough. Yang Xiaohai looked at the neat phalanx and uniform pace, and his worries and sorrows suddenly disappeared. was rushed by the vigorous vitality, and Yang Xiaohai couldn't help but feel a little pride in his chest.

Yu Guang noticed a figure running towards him. Yang Xiaohai turned his head and saw a familiar face. "Report to the chief, Sun Tzu Gang is leading the 'Steel Commando' for a routine morning exercise, please instruct!" Sun Tzu's voice is like a bell, full of energy. The old otaku who was interrupted by his train of thought was shocked.

Yang Xiaohai wanted to pay tribute in return, but suddenly remembered that he was neither a mercenary nor a black cloth; 1. Ordinary people can't just raise their arms. Mercenaries, especially national mercenaries, regard honor as their life and must not be sloppy!

Yang Xiaohai had an idea, his feet snorted, his legs were brought together, his right arm was raised, and he was raised above his head. The members of the Steel Commando Team, including Sun Zigang, all stared at each other in astonishment—Yang Xiaohai's salute was too recognizable. There is nothing that anyone who has gone to school does not understand. It is not disrespectful that people are reporting and standing in formation. Yang Xiaohai was good, and gave someone a Young Pioneer salute.

The old otaku raised his hands high, and he was still complacent in his heart: at most, he was overage, but no one took back the identity of the Young Pioneers. It's not a pretending now, is it? Poor sturdy man in his twenties, he didn't even mix with any of the regiment.

You can't just raise your hands, right? The number of steel commandos is small, even if it is replenished, there are only a dozen people. The four exploration teams are the most elite teams in the entire base. Not only do you have excellent military skills, but you also have to be an expert in driving, and you have to know psychological skills...... In a word, the elite of the elite. It's just that, although the idea is good, it is limited by the environment.

In the past, it was the national company that selected the seedlings, but now they can only be selected from the lucky ones who defected. Seeing that more than a dozen elites were staring at him, Yang Xiaohai coughed lightly and withdrew his arms. "Dude returned the salute after all, but it didn't hurt your face." Yang Xiaohai always believed that he was just a common man and was not qualified to accept the respect of the mercenaries.

"A few new arrivals, out of the ranks!" Sun Zigang didn't care about Yang Xiaohai's hundreds of turns. With a "bang", seven or eight mercenaries strode forward, and then trotted to stand in a row. Not to mention anything else, this neatness alone is pleasing to the eye.

"I would like to invite a special advisor, Mr. Yang Xiaohai, to give us tactical guidance." After Sun Tzu was polite, he immediately dug a pit for Yang Xiaohai. Just kidding, when did his grandson ever flatter someone? Aren't you a special advisor, well, shake and shake! Is it a donkey or a horse, a straw bale or a pretending to be a criminal, pull it out and slip! Yang Xiaohai's ability is obvious to all. Special is really special, "consultant", hehe.

"Team Sun is polite! How can I have that talent to command the elite? Yang Xiaohai waved his hand and refused.

"Did you hear that? What should I do if the special advisor doesn't want to guide you? Sun Zigang's tone was not good.

"Advisor, we're here too. I've also seen you fight, the two Liquid Monsters and the Eyed Monsters. Do you really look down on ordinary mercenaries? A resolute-faced veteran couldn't hold back and asked.

With one, there are two. Another mercenary, who was shorter and had a stocky physique, also spoke: "Mr. Yang, I am the surviving veteran who took you back to the base. I don't understand, you are indeed very powerful, but we are not weak, why don't you guide? ”

This mercenary was one of the only three remaining mercenaries at the beginning. The rest of the Iron Commando were killed by the spider monster. The magical Murphy's Law came into play again: the more Yang Xiaohai was afraid of hurting the mercenaries' self-esteem, the more things happened.

Under Sun Zigang's grievances, even if Yang Xiaohai is unbearable, he must say something today. It's just that he didn't know that the people in the foreign exploration team had been injected with the "combat vaccine" more than once. Their emotions towards Yang Xiaohai are very complicated, with admiration, love, and deep attachment......

Some emotions are not even clear to them. During the validity period of the vaccine, they are even willing to dedicate their blood to Yang Xiaohai. The reason why I am dissatisfied is because I am afraid that I will not be valued by Yang Xiaohai, and I am afraid that the old otaku will be disappointed. But the strange thing is that no one noticed that anything was wrong, whether it was Yang Xiaohai who was in it, or Sun Zigang who was stirring up trouble, or even the mercenaries who were worried in their hearts.