In the air, propellers fly; On the ground, the engines of the mecha chariots roared incessantly. The dazzling searchlights drove the night away, making the base brighter than day.

It's been more than two hours since the monster attack. Although the base was repaired, it still suffered a lot of damage. Winnie is as busy as a butterfly wearing flowers, and the "auxiliary kinetic energy" equipment of "Transformers" is really powerful, turning the blonde beauty who is not good at physical fitness into a sprinter.

The blonde beauty, who had just finished bathing and washed off her lead, sat firmly in the small dining room and enjoyed a gourmet dinner. Sweating in exchange for temporary stability, Winnie feels that no matter how hard she worked, it was worthwhile.

Opposite the waving knife and fork, the black pupil pursed her sexy cherry lips, and turned the roasted tofu on the plate with one hand and chopsticks: she had never eaten this white-flowered, soft, fragrant and burnt thing—especially after seeing the strange plants that had taken root and been roasted.

Although the black pupil is not addicted, the rice is to be eaten. Beside her, sat a burly man with sharp eyebrows and sharp corners.

Head Huang is comfortable today. Regardless of whether it is a huge white wolf or a young appearance today, it makes middle-aged people who are over half a hundred years old feel a lot.

Opposite Huang Congjiang, Yang Xiaohai kept moving chopsticks. Those who were attentive asked, "Wrong, right?" Didn't your protagonist just finish eating? ”

Well, no problem. If he hadn't eaten enough, Yang Xiaohai wouldn't have used chopsticks, and he wouldn't have chewed slowly one bite at a time. He was just tasting, appreciating the chef's skills, and he didn't really eat. Even so, a table full of well-cooked food still went into his stomach.

Among the four, the black pupil has the smallest amount of food, and many times, a drink is enough for a meal. Then there's Winnie, a blonde beauty who is interested in meaty food, but the amount of food is really limited. Sometimes, half a slice of grilled fish fills your stomach. The most normal is Huang Congjiang. The old head of the regiment took out two steamed buns with three bowls of rice and vegetables. The rest, no matter how much, is Yang Xiaohai's. Don't ask for the exact amount, just as much as you can.

A full table, absolutely sumptuous dinner lasted for half an hour. When the three of them left the room according to the amount of food, Yang Xiaohai, who had just gone out, was stopped. The old otaku held a toothpick in his mouth, squinted at the sloppy big expert with an unedged chin: "You are a ghost?" Is it interesting to haunt me all the time? ”

Zhao Guijie stuffed a thick pile of white paper: "My name is expensive, maybe I really have a relationship with ghosts...... Who made you the most powerful person in the base? Who are you looking for if you don't look for you? ”

"What, don't slap my stomach, I've just finished eating, I'm full. There was a commotion outside, and the old man's face was ruddy, as if he didn't even have a single hair. Next time, if it's purely academic, I'll find Sister Winnie directly. Why do you keep picking up my scumbag? ”

"Another monster sneak attack? Don't know, don't care, don't care. Not to mention the small amount of vaccines, and the deadly virus that keeps mutating, who has the heart to care about anything else? Just look for you, and others don't give you funds. "Zhao Guijie is unrelenting.

"Not really, right? So loud explosions, didn't you hear them? ”

"Explosions? Aren't they firecrackers? ”

“…… There is still more than half a month to go before the New Year! ”

"Ah...... That's not important, anyway, vaccine development can't be stopped......"

Yang Xiaohai didn't plan to deal with the paranoid old man. Those who can do their work to the top few of the earth stars must have great perseverance and are extremely focused workaholics. Their spiritual world is extremely exclusive.

Except for the core of attention, everything is a floating cloud; Even if life, love, friendship, family affection...... No exception. Yang Xiaohai admires real scientists very much, because he can't do such extreme concentration and purity.

"Bang la, blah, ......blah, blah," Yang Xiaohai quickly flipped through the stack of information. Jump over tons of images and text and jump straight to the end.

First a few casual glances, and then attracted by the content: to sum up, it is not difficult to trace the origin. This kind of monster, which is obviously different from ordinary "infected", is actually the result of the joint invasion of ascospores and amoeba.

Ascospores are multicellular needle-like substances, which are dispersed by the ascomycetes to produce a transverse septum, germinate in each segment, produce germ tubes, invade the host, spread and develop, destroy the internal structure, and turn the host into a mobile tool full of hyphae.

Sclerotia are formed first, and when the individual matures, a shoot-like sub-seat emerges from the host's head.

The upper end of the subbase is enlarged, and there are many ascomycetes on the near surface, and a large number of elongated ascospores are born in the shell, each ascomycete has 2-8 ascospores. Ascospores are elongated and have many septums, and they eject from the orifice of the ascococyst shell to attach to the new host.

amoebae, eukaryotes, also transliterated as "amoeba". It belongs to the subphylum Flesh Foot, the subclass Metamorphosis. It is usually mononuclear (some species are multinucleated), mitochondria, and has no flagellar phase. Mitosis is often asexual reproduction.

The cell membrane is thin, and the flow of the protoplasmic layer causes the surface of the body to produce amorphous finger-like, leaf-like, or needle-like protrusions, which are called "pseudopods", through which the body can move. The shape contour changes as the pseudopodia expands and contracts. The pseudopods are free to surround and fuse, so that food can be wrapped for digestion.

Seeing this, the thick information has also reached the bottom. Yang Xiaohai scratched the back of his head, looking dazed. Short hair makes the head more like a ball, but it reduces the hassle of washing and tidying up your hair. The most important thing is that it is more convenient to fight.

"I just want to ask, what the hell is killing the door today? I don't read as many words in a year. But you haven't understood this pile of information when you arrive? Shrimp? Think I'm too full and deliberately entertain me? "If you want Yang Xiaohai to play the game for eight hours, there is no problem. Looking at the information for a few minutes, the old otaku was dazzled.

Zhao Guijie was unhurried, and he was not afraid of the other party's anger at all: "I expected that an idiot who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to say this." Even if you write the results, will you finish reading them? Understandable? ”

"Old Bangzi ......" Yang Xiaohai was inflicted by Zhao Guijie's fire, and the roots of his teeth itched.

"If you play the piano to the cow, you don't check your IQ, and you blame the cow for not cooperating; I wouldn't do such a stupid thing. I won't go into the details, just pick up the most understandable ones and talk to you. Don't look at me, I major in bacteria and viruses, and the basic biological knowledge is not too difficult to play. Zhao Guijie continued to fight Yang Xiaohai.

As long as the old otaku doesn't give orders, the more people who are affected by his blood, the more they like to sarcastic, sarcastic, and hit him, well, except for Huang Congjiang. Perhaps, this is a little sequelae that has been echoed by a hundred people!

Those who were revived by blood and temporarily immunized by blood, if they completely obeyed Yang Xiaohai's words and completely lost their sense of self, wouldn't the old otaku become the leader of the cult?

"The deadly virus is devoured by amoeba in its original state, which in turn changes its own characteristics. At the same time, the 'infected' came into contact with the water source where the spores were born, and then cross-infected and transmitted to each other, and then a large number of parasitic vectors were born. Both co-parasitize a host, which is not uncommon in nature. ”

“…… Indissoluble. Yang Xiaohai replied dryly.

"Look, what did I just say?" Zhao Guijie's eyeballs rolled up, and he was extremely contemptuous.

"I don't read much, but I also know what it means to be a 'show meets a soldier'." The old otaku raised his punching bag-sized fist.

"Do you know 'Cordyceps'?"

"Ah, I'm familiar with that. Stealing as a child. It's bitter, it's not delicious. Yang Xiaohai's family was well-off when he was a child, and his parents were both in business, and he never lost him in material life. This is also the main reason for Yang Xiaohai's burnout temperament.

"Well, to put it simply, it's the 'infected' who has become a large 'cordyceps'. Attacking the base, eighty percent are attracted by a large number of 'survivors'. Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, in fact, it is not a matter of a day or two. I speculate that the base has long been flooded with a large number of 'cordyceps'. Find a time, you'll have to deal with it. If you delay, you may not know what will happen. ”

"Well, Lao Zhao, although you have low EQ, your analysis is very reasonable. I made a note of it. Ming'er asked her grandson to lead the team to weed. ”

After an inexplicable attack, I don't know how many elites have passed. But no matter what, life should be lived. After a brief report, Zhao Guijie left satisfied.

The old man pumped a tube full of blood, and half-faked and half-demanded the salary.

The so-called "R&D expenses" and "salaries" are nothing more than a dazzling array of research equipment and daily necessities.

The word "money" was changed from banknotes to electronic numbers long before the end of the world. It didn't take long to make it convenient, and now it's back to the era of barter.

At night, Yang Xiaohai was lying on the bed, surrounded by sleeping black pupils. Today, Lord Fox Fairy did not show his true face, and Yang Xiaohai also lost his interest in brushing silk. It's no wonder that no one is in a good mood when they are blocked at the door of their house and looking for a day of bad luck.

Yang Xiaohai listened to the slight "whirring" snoring in his ears, sniffed the fragrance of nothingness at the end of his nose, but his mind was thinking wildly in the sky and on the ground, "How did you become Xu Xian?" But I'm luckier than that buddy, at least my vixen is an endothermic......

What does Lao Zhao mean? 'Cordyceps'? Have I been working with 'ingredients' for a day? No, why didn't he mention the four-headed 'boss'? That vigorous vitality really can't be killed!

Also, why did Sister Winnie call them the 'Four Holy Beasts' during the meal? Obviously a foreigner, I know Huaxia better than me? Also, are there really all kinds of diaphragm stuff everywhere......"

He was tossing and turning on the small half of the bed, and finally cultivated a little sleepiness, when suddenly there was a loud noise, and the whole room trembled violently. The old otaku was thrown off the air and fell to the ground with only his shorts.

The thick carpet offset most of the impact, but it couldn't stop the old otaku's anger: "He's not meowing?" Don't let people sleep? ”

In the "Battle Command Center", Aunt Han, who had been helping in the kitchen, flicked her fingers and pressed several mice to "crackle". With the action, a picture began to appear on the large screen of one wall.

First confusion, then clarity. It didn't take long for the scene inside the base, outside the river, to reveal itself. The void created by the sacrifice of Egret and other communications mercenaries was quickly filled.

Aunt Han's full name is Han Hailan, and she is called old, but her actual age is not very old. Looking at her skill in controlling communication monitoring equipment, it is indeed difficult to associate her with the cook with a white apron around her waist.

Is this still the pretty widow who blushes after a few teases? It is endorsed in the book that Han Hailan was the backbone of the communication company before the end of the day, and he had been in contact with communication and monitoring equipment.

Many times, it's not a professional pick, but a coincidence. Intelligence, temperament, education, etc. are only work factors, and "choice" is far more important than everything.

Just like before the end of the world, if you don't get in, you will be excellent; It's not that those who don't take the test are much worse; Not to mention that just because you are a leader, you are better than others......

Far away, just on the matter, at least Han Hailan's work as a chef is very competent; It's no bad to be a mercenary communicator.