"We must face the difficulties, they killed the six-legged monster and took the corpse away, I don't know what moths to do, my family and Lao Qiao fell into their hands, it must be no good thing."

Tom slumped his shoulders, and knowing that I was right, he looked down and thought for a moment, then regained his spirits, and nodded:

"Okay, let's fight."

Tom then said that cryopreservation boxes are easy to find, hospitals or related companies and institutions have them, and the difficulty is that it is difficult to solve the problems of temperature and power generation.

First we need to find a cryogenic storage box that can be adjusted to -5 degrees, and then find a mobile power supply, or a battery generator.

Especially the battery generator, this kind of thing has been searched by various forces and camps after the end of the world, and the probability of us picking up the fish that slipped through the net can only be described as ethereal.

"Generators? There may not be anywhere else, it is impossible for the laboratory not to have it, but apart from these two things, is there a need for anything else? ”

"Yes, the last thing, and the most crucial, is to find a psychic or zombie and use their blood to extract the serum and make a nutritional supply."

I couldn't suppress the tremor of my facial muscles, and subconsciously grinned, "There is blood from a psychic supernatural in the box that I have topped in my house?" ”

Tom nodded: "Yes, the supply agent is inhaled, now you know why I said that Old Joe is not a liar, the spiritual ability is very rare, and there must be fewer people who are willing to donate blood to us, the spiritual zombie is less than the ability, and so far the human race has not caught it, it is a super zombie, a hundred times more difficult to catch than a high-level zombie." ”

Yes, we want to save people, time can't be wasted, and in terms of time, even if there are spiritual abilities and zombies in Guang Province, it will take a long time for us to find and catch them.

"Today is not our unlucky day, it is a lucky day. Hurry up and find the storage box and the battery, I know where there are spiritual zombies. ”

Tom's eyes lit up, he knew that I wouldn't lie at this time in order to save Gu Yu, "There is a biopharmaceutical factory five kilometers away, and there must be a cryopreservation box." ”

Medicine is one of the scarce resources, and the pharmaceutical company is estimated to have been patronized by other survivors countless times, but they are looking for medicines, even raw materials, and what we want is a cryopreservation box, which should not conflict, so there is still hope.

Arm yourself, Tom and I set off, we couldn't find a means of transportation temporarily, we had to start a five-kilometer cross-country run, Tom taught me last night my physical fitness, carrying a big man of more than 1.8 meters on his back to run fast in the dark night, now there is no weight, it is like a loose ...... Cheetah, if Tom hadn't led the way, I would have left him behind.

Tom didn't bother with me, and he motioned for me to stop when he couldn't run, indicating that he needed to catch his breath and rest for a while.

The falling red and gray blocked my view, and Tom rechecked his direction every time he stopped to rest, to see if he was going the wrong way.

The chemical gas was pressed to the ground, all the plants withered, and the dead plants lying on the ground were covered with red ash, and if I hadn't been able to see the buildings and the telephone poles beside the road in the distance, I would have thought I had traveled to an alien planet.

"That's it." Tom stopped and pointed to the white wall peeking out of the red dust.

In fact, there is a lot of red dust on the white wall, but it may be the wind direction, and a large area of the white wall is still exposed.

I wiped the ash off the surface of the goggles with my hands wrapped around the cuffs, the goggles I found from the locker where I was hiding, there were only two of them, and since the red ash was harmful to the human body, it would definitely not be better if it got into the eyes, so Tom and I wore this thing to protect our eyes.

Gu Yu and Lao Qiao will definitely not leave with that group of people, they have transportation, and they don't have to worry about being blinded by red and gray.

"I'll go in first." I gestured to Tom, and although I could see the façade of the pharmaceutical factory, it was actually about a kilometer away.

"Be careful, there may be zombies inside." Tom reminded.

"There are no zombies where people often come." I dropped the sentence and sped up towards the white wall.

The pharmaceutical factory is a resource resort that survivors must have come to, and the zombies in the factory must have been cleaned up by the predecessors when they came.

I ran to the bottom of the wall and looked up at the power grid on the wall, and now there was poisonous red ash everywhere, in case the wound was scratched and stained with red ash......

I shook my head, turned around and ran towards the gate of the pharmaceutical factory, the electric door was really open, and there were no obstacles inside or outside the door, indicating that there was no one in this place at the beginning of the apocalypse.

When I entered the gate, I saw many red bumps in the open space of the courtyard, which were supposed to be human corpses, all covered by red ash, and I couldn't see the appearance.

Tom then ran in, his gun in hand, vigilantly observing his surroundings, and I had seen a rough picture of the yard, and there were no moving living creatures, so he turned to him and said, "Where can I find the storage box?" ”

"Workshops, warehouses, and laboratories, let's look for them separately."

I also pulled out my pistol and nodded at Tom to do as he said, except for the small buildings, there are only two large main buildings.

The small building was an office building, so there was no need to go in, so I walked to the large building farthest from the factory gate.

Tom had explained on the road that separating serum required a centrifuge that could only be found in a laboratory or something.

"Aha." When I walked to the door of the main building, I had the feeling of reliving an old dream, the doorknob was wrapped in an iron chain from the outside, and a steel pipe was inserted into it.

A normal evacuation does not require a steel pipe to be inserted into it, and there is only one possibility to do so, to prevent the contents from rushing out.

I took a few steps back and looked left and right, and the upstairs windows were not broken, well, I thought to myself, this is another enclosed space, and there may be fierce zombies in it that like to eat their own kind.

But I had to get in, and as before, I gently pulled out the steel pipe that was stuck in the doorknob, and the chain looked like the one that locks the bike.

Interrupting it with a gun will waste a bullet, smash it, the movement is too loud, no matter how you make it, there is a sound, I simply raised my foot and slammed the door panel a few times.

If there are zombies inside, such a big movement is enough to lure it to the door.

But I waited a while, but there was no sound inside, and I looked upstairs again, and every one of them was intact and not open.

It can't be poisoned, right? I looked at the enclosed building for two seconds and decided to break in.

The gun broke the chain that locked the door, and sure enough, the scene repeated itself, and when the door opened, the first to come out were several dried corpses.

They wore one-piece uniforms, as if they were the ones needed to enter the sterile room, and there was a slim chance that they would still be wearing them after the end of the world.

The surface of the clothes was not damaged, only the face and hands of the corpse were exposed, and there were no visible wounds on the dry skin.

"Not bitten to death......" I muttered quietly, not daring to rush in.

Died collectively before the end of the world, and was not bitten to death by zombies, how else could he die?

Fire is impossible, their clothes are intact, and the possibility of death from trauma is also ruled out, if someone can beat these people to death through their clothes, it will be used eighty percent of internal strength.

There were no corpses but people were locked in the building, and instead of moving forward, I took a few steps back.

Behind the door is a corridor, and it is no exaggeration to say that this is a veritable corpse gallery, and behind the first few dried corpses to fall out, there are nearly 100 dried corpses lying in the corridor.

Wearing uniforms, or wearing white coats, and a few wearing suits, indicating that the accident happened very suddenly, and the people in this building, regardless of their position, were all trapped in it and died in a very short time.

If they had time, they could have smashed the window and jumped out, and jumping from the first floor would not have killed anyone.

Time was so tight that they didn't have a chance to think, panic and fear interfered with their thinking.

Only in this case will people lose their judgment and rush to the gates, and before they have time to find another way out, the person will die.

I could only think of this possibility, so I took a few steps back, for fear that the gas leaking had not yet dissipated.

Even if I become a zombie, I'm not fearless, and some things can still kill me, after all, I'm still a living thing.

"Ho ......"

Suddenly, from the depths of the hallway, there was a heavy breath, like the low gasps of an elderly person or a lung patient, which at first glance sounded very human-like.

What about the facts? It's a talent monster!

It's all human beings who are dead, and it's certainly not human beings who survive.

I took two more steps back, and completely got out of the way, the chain had been broken, and it was useless to reseal the door now, no matter what was inside, I had to let it out first.

"Ho ......"

The wheezing sound was moving, approaching the doorway, and I stepped back to the best possible distance, raising my gun and aiming at the door.

A dark green head poked out of the door, two black eyes staring at me, and the white belly bulging as if panting.

It's a big frog, its head alone is a meter wide, and its fat body can barely squeeze out of the door.

"Help... Help ......"

The voice and mouth did not move, but there was a faint cry for help from its body, animal spirits can be in the last days, but I have never encountered a human speech.

Besides, isn't the frog's cry 'croak'? When did it become 'ho'?

In an instant, a bunch of common sense knowledge came to my mind, such as the frog was obviously jumping and walking, but this frog was 'walking'.

"Help me......" The frog's voice seemed like it was going to die at any moment, and instead of attacking me, it shouted for help.

"How can I save it?" I asked.

"Sand, Schaller... Tile ......"

This voice was repeated twice, and at first I thought it was the lyrics, woo ~ woo ~ Shariwa Shariva, but after careful analysis, no, it's 'kill me'!

The frog has been trapped for months, and has persevered without eating or drinking, so why is it seeking death now?

Hearing these three words, an even bigger question mark popped up in my mind.

No, I suddenly felt a stirring in my heart, and immediately aimed at the frog's head, and the sounds of breathing, crying for help, and even the sounds of seeking death just now were not made by one person.