Old Qiao loosened his collar, tore off the tie that had long been crooked and threw it aside, and said, "That's right, I've been studying how to control these crazy monsters. ”

"Hasn't it worked out so far?" I remember him saying that he failed ninety-nine times, and that I interrupted the hundredth time.

"Yes, it's a pity that it hasn't worked out yet, but I'm sure as long as I give me a little more time, I'll be able to succeed!"

I asked again, "Can you control a lot of high-level zombies at the same time?" ”

Old Joe replied, "Son, theoretically, it is possible. ”

As he spoke, he reached out and pulled out the pocket of his suit jacket, and made a gesture in front of me, saying, "When we escaped, we left all the research materials and results in the laboratory. ”

In other words, if he wanted to continue his research, he had to start from scratch, and he said, "What a brilliant idea to solve ordinary zombies through high-level zombies, and now it's all in vain." ”

"Let the zombies kill each other......" I touched my chin, the idea was good, but a little naïve.

Old Joe probably heard something in my tone, and asked rhetorically, "Do you have a more convenient way?" ”

I thought about it and found that it was indeed not, and it was indeed convenient for humans to let zombies kill each other, but didn't he know that there were zombies in this world who could control zombies?

"Well, what methods do you use to control them? Is this method reliable and safe? ”

Old Joe was arguing for his research just now, and now when he heard me ask, he shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "Implant a chip in the zombie's brain, but the virus cells will reject the chip, so, you know, the effective time is very short." ”

I pretended to be curious and asked, "How many of these chips are there now?" I mean, the ones that stay in the lab. ”

Old Joe glanced at me and said in a chagrined tone: "The laboratory is ruined, and the last finished product in the world is in the head of the zombie you threw away." ”

Gu Yu asked for me: "How much time does it take to remake it?" ”

"Six months or more, God knows, and I didn't really succeed, you have an old saying, the slightest mistake is a thousand miles, and maybe the hundredth experiment will end in failure."

While we were talking, I noticed that Tom, the driver, kept glancing at Old Joe, and although Old Joe saw it, he didn't care, and waved his hand at him, meaning it was okay.

Tom, the driver, refused to give up, either coughing or clearing his throat, and Old Joe really couldn't help it, so he waved his hand to interrupt him and said, "Okay, okay, I know I've talked too much, but Tom, if they were bad people, they could have left us out just now." ”

Tom, the driver, saw Old Joe's attitude and said, "They just want to play your words." ”

Old Joe looked puzzled, "This is a good thing for human beings, why can't you tell them this good news?" ”

Driver Tom's gaze was fixed on me and Gu Yu's faces, his eyes were not big, but they were focused, and at this moment his gaze was like two X-rays, sweeping around our faces.

"How do you know they're good people, maybe they're going to take advantage of the news, maybe they're going to want to get their hands on this technology, in short, for their own benefit."

I couldn't help but nod my head and say to the driver, Tom, "You're right. ”

Old Joe interjected, "No, if they really want to do this, they will definitely not admit it easily. ”

Tom, the driver, took out his pistol again and ignored Old Joe's words: "Say, who are you?" Don't tell the survivors, there can't be such a clean and tidy survivor in Quang Province. ”

I slowly raised my hand and made a gesture of surrender, "Don't get excited, we were just passing by, I heard that there is a shelter in Tibet, so I tried my luck in the past, but it didn't turn out very well, so I had to go back to my hometown in the north." ”

When Old Joe heard me say this, he suddenly became excited, "At this time, no one can cross the entire country, and you two must be very high-level abilities. ”

I smiled modestly: "No, no, it's okay!" ”

The contrast between Tom's coldness and Old Joe's enthusiasm is stark that they don't look like people from the same place at all.

Tom, the driver, asked us to check our belongings and put them on the table, and Gu Yu and I did as we were told, and we had nothing on us except weapons or ammunition.

Tom, the driver, looked at a table of weapons and magazines and asked us why we didn't have backpacks on long journeys.

I said that the backpack was on a tricycle, and he didn't bother to take it when he ran away, and he could go back to the place where he picked us up and see if he didn't believe it.

Actually, the backpack does have it, but it's empty, and it doesn't matter if you want it or not, so we didn't bring it with us when we ran.

Tom, the driver, noticed nothing else suspicious, and old Joe finally got impatient, for it seemed to him that we were just two passers-by, and that we had just saved their lives.

They shouldn't have done this to the savior, and he ordered Tom, the driver, to put down his gun and apologize to both of us.

Tom, the driver, put away his pistol and told us that he couldn't hold it, saying that his caution was necessary now that the world was in turmoil.

I nodded and said I understood, after all, humans are more cunning and terrifying than zombies and mutant beasts.

Old Joe was very talkative, and the joy of his escape made him excited, and he collapsed on the sofa and told us a bunch of scientific terms, all related to his research, but I couldn't hear it in a fog.

Old Joe is an excellent brain doctor and a scientist, he has been studying how to treat brain death all his life, but he didn't expect that on the day of the outbreak of the end times, he was kidnapped by a private medical organization in the chaos and escorted to a secret laboratory in China to study how to control zombies.

He's just a doctor, and it's better to be in the ground doing experiments than to be thrown to the ground and fight zombies, so he's not unhappy with his new job.

Moreover, there are several research groups in the laboratory, and there are fifteen scientists in his group, all of whom are outstanding talents in the fields of biology, physics, electronics, and programming.

Unfortunately, when the laboratory was blown up, only he and Tom escaped, and everyone else was buried underground.

Lao Qiao admitted frankly that without the help of others, he could not have completed this research independently, and he did not know how to make chips at all.

The more he spoke, the more depressed he became, and the joy of being rescued diluted, and no one spoke in the room for a while.

The spread of the chemical gas slowed down, and by the time we arrived in the village, the chemical gas had not yet entered the village and the house.

At this point, the chemical gas has enveloped the entire village, and we can only wait for it to settle on its own.

Listening to what Old Joe meant before, he seemed to know something about this gas, and we couldn't get out for a while anyway, so I resumed the conversation and talked a lot with Old Joe, about high-grade zombies, chemical gases, and even their laboratories.

Obviously, the bombing of the city and the release of poison gas have nothing to do with Old Joe, who is also one of the victims.

It was already late at night, so Gu Yu asked Lao Qiao and the driver Tom to rest first, and he and I were on duty for the second half of the night.

Tom, the driver, disagreed, saying that Gu Yu and I couldn't be on duty together, and he was responsible for Lao Qiao's safety, so it was not surprising that there was such consideration.

Gu Yu offered to take a shift with Tom, me and Lao Qiao in a class, the first shift was on duty by the two of them, and Lao Qiao and I could rest first.

Cleaning up a clean room, I pretended to sleep for a few hours, and Old Joe was indeed tired and fell asleep directly on the sofa.

When it was our turn to be on duty, he was still sleepy-eyed and couldn't wake up.

At three o'clock in the morning, before dawn, it was still foggy outside, and Old Joe leaned on the window looking at the wind and fell asleep again, I didn't call him, let him sleep, if there was a real situation, he couldn't help much.

At half past six in the morning, red snow drifted in the sky, and large flakes of snowflakes pressed down the chemical gas.

I woke up Joe to see the snow outside, and Joe rubbed his eyes and said it was gray, red gray lumps.

I knew that after a volcano erupted, ash would fall like snow, but last night it was an explosion, not an eruption!

Old Joe checked the cracks in the windows to make sure that the tape was not loose, and then said that this thing would also kill people, so even if the chemical gas had landed, we could not leave the house.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Gu Yu found a few bags of noodles and a box of instant noodles in the kitchen, the tap water had long been stopped, Lao Qiao and Tom picked up the instant noodles and opened the bag, and took a hard bite, clicking and chewing.

Gu Yu and I walked to another room to eat, I didn't eat in front of them, as soon as I entered the room, I stuffed instant noodles into Gu Yu's hands, and the food outside became less and less, at this time I was extremely glad that I was a zombie, and I could save an extra piece of food for Gu Yu.

It's not good to be found out, Gu Yu quickly ate two pieces of bread, returned to the living room, and heard Old Joe and Tom chatting, Old Joe asked Tom why there were no zombies in this village.

Tom said that they may have been called away by the big zombies in the city, and when we came here last night, the chemical gas had not yet arrived, and if there were zombies in the village, they would definitely be drawn out by our smell.

And the house I chose is not in the location of the village, running from outside the village, not a single zombie has been drawn, which can only mean that there are no zombies in this village.

"Isn't it, Ancient? If there are zombies trapped in the house, at least we will hear the howl. When Lao Qiao saw the two of us coming back, he threw the question to Gu Yu.

Gu Yu nodded, "This is not far from the city, as Tom said, they may have been called away by high-level zombies." ”

Old Joe suddenly pointed out the window: "What is that?" ”

Outside the window, it was still gray, and a vague shadow appeared in the falling red gray masses.

The shadow stood at the gate of the small courtyard, and after Old Joe and Tom fled in last night, they didn't have time to close the door, but now the door was open, and the shadow stopped outside the door.

"Oh ~ Oh my God, God, is that a spider? Giant spiders? Old Joe's voice couldn't help but raise his pitch, and Tom quickly covered his mouth, worried that Old Joe's voice would lead the thing into the yard.

"How can this be like this......" I stared at the shadow outside the door, dodged to the window, and slowly closed the curtains.