No matter how much the frog cultivates, there is no need for a frog to have multiple voices, and I don't want to be a voice actor, I don't have any abilities now, and it's difficult to meet someone who knows witchcraft.

So after listening to the frog's request, I didn't go in and retreated, lest it use its tongue to roll me into its stomach like an insect.

"Don't, don't kill it." A discordant sound erupted from the frog's body.

"What the hell do you want to do?" I finally lost my patience, "Is there poisonous gas in there?" I'm going in and looking for something. ”

Talking creatures, and thoughts, I tried to communicate with it, but it was not a way to go on like this, so I simply asked it, and it jumped if it liked to jump, as long as it didn't get in the way of me finding the storage box.

"No, the poison gas is all in this frog's body, and if you kill it, the poison gas will leak out and you will die." After saying such a long series of words without stopping, this voice has more presence than other voices.

"Aren't you just a frog, or are you hiding behind a frog?"

"We are all in it, we have merged with it, only when it dies, we can die, everyone else just wants to be liberated."

As the frog spoke, I walked backwards, always keeping a fixed distance, and to be honest, I don't know how long the frog's tongue is, but judging by the size of this one, it must not be short.

"Listen, I can't suppress them for long, don't kill frogs, I don't want anyone to die."

The voice sounded very anxious, and people were also for my good, so I naturally appreciated: "Understood, I'll lead it to another place and lock it up." ”

There was no response, and the frog made a wheezing 'ho-ho' sound again, since the chemical gas passed through last night, all the living creatures in the vicinity were dead, and not a single mosquito could be found, so I could only use myself to attract the frog's attention.

I don't know how the frog identifies its prey, but fortunately, this frog is also very different from its own kind, and it walks forward step by step, following me to the green belt of the factory.

The cries for help or death seemed to come from the wails of the underworld, and when the frog's body was fully exposed to the sun, I could see that its back was covered with human faces.

Although the skin of the human face is green, similar to the color of the frog itself, the clear five views, the lips that constantly open and close for help, and the pair of eyes that are glaring at the boss all indicate that these are human faces.

In my impression, the frog should have good dynamic vision, and it does not respond to stationary things, and I was afraid that it would lose its followers if it ran too fast, and it would not attract its attention if it was too slow, so I led it to the office building at a constant trot.

The frog followed me for a while, and suddenly attacked, its crimson tongue poking at me like lightning, and I was already on guard against it, and I avoided it as soon as I shifted my weight.

Once the battle began, there was no win or loss, and the frog's tongue was like a spring, and it shot at me one after another, and I dodged and flickered, skilfully dodging each attack.

I can handle the attack in front of me now, and I actually have to thank Long Tao, this guy said when he was in the small town that he wanted to train my reflexes and use his vines to give me a good beating.

The frog's tongue was not a fraction of the Tier B Adept's vines, so I dodged the tongue attack while gesturing at Tom to open the door to the office building.

Tom had just come out of the building he had entered with a storage box when he saw me gesturing to him, he put the storage box on the ground, and ran to the office building to open the door.

It may have been that he was too fast to catch the frog's eye, and the giant frog actually jumped up in the air, went over my head, and jumped behind Tom in one fell swoop.

"Be careful." After I finished shouting, I hurriedly added: "It has deadly poison gas in its body, don't hurt it." ”

Tom sensed an enemy attack behind him, and reflexively raised his gun to shoot, but when he heard my reminder, he quickly withdrew his arm, lowered himself to the side, and rolled on the spot twice.

The frog's tongue poked into the air, leaving a palm-sized pit in the ground, and the ground was full of red ash, and I wish it had swallowed the ashes and been poisoned, so that we would have to shut it up.

Unfortunately, the frog swallowed seven or eight mouthfuls of red ash in a row, and there were no symptoms of dizziness or vomiting, so I had to take Tom's place and run past it and focus its attention on me again.

This was repeated several times before Tom ran to the door of the office building, and when he opened the door of the office building, a man covered in pus rushed out.

This startled Tom, and he let out a low cry, took a few steps back, and almost rolled down the steps in front of the door.

The pus-filled man didn't make a sound, and he rushed out of the door, chasing after Tom.

The man's entire face was covered in dark purple pus, and he couldn't see it at all, and even his eyes were gone.

He was wearing a rag-like suit and a plastic work card on his chest, apparently from inside the pharmaceutical factory.

"Lead him here." I yelled at Tom.

This pus-packed man must also be full of toxins, and Tom didn't shoot him in the first place, probably because he was worried that he would break the poison bag and spread the toxins.

Tom listened to me, and immediately led the pustules towards me, and the frogs followed me, and the best way to face the enemies that could not be touched was to let them digest inside.

Tom ran to the frog and suddenly fell to the ground, and the pus-filled man ran after it, and the frog stuck out his tongue and got caught in his stomach.

The frog lost its target and had just eaten and stopped where it was, and Tom crawled away from under its nose.

"Hurry, hurry, there's something wrong with it, come here." I whispered to Tom because I couldn't hear the moans of the faces on the frog's back.

Ahhh

Suddenly, there was a cry on the frog's back, as if someone had done something inhumane to them.

Tom crawled up to me, and together we ran to the building where the frog was trapped, closing the door again as soon as we entered.

At the moment when the gate was about to close, I saw the frog's body bubble up, gradually melting and emitting a mixture of purple-green gases.

The cries faded until they died down, and I heard Tom sigh, saying, "The yard must be full of poison gas, and the storage box is still outside." ”

I motioned for Tom to follow me, there was a window on the first floor facing the courtyard, I turned into the hallway on the side of the courtyard, and casually pushed open an unlocked door.

It was a dressing room, and through the window we could see that the yard was covered with purple-green gas, which was very strange, and looked as thin as mist, but in fact it persisted for a long time.

"It's okay, there's this building in the way, we can get out from the back of the building in a while." I walked out of the locker room, "Let's go find what we need." ”

There were nearly a hundred dried corpses lying in the hallway, all of them hideous, and Tom walked very carefully, but I didn't pay much attention to them, and strode over them.

According to the information revealed by the voice on the frog's body, the poisonous gas in this building should have been sucked by the frog, so the corpse on the ground was not a threat.

Accidents in pharmaceutical factories are usually either fires or explosions, and I have never seen anything like a mass poisoning on the news.

Just as I was thinking, Tom said, "I'll go to the third floor, you go to the second floor." ”

The first floor was the workshop, which was full of pharmaceutical equipment, and there was nothing we wanted, at which point Tom and I happened to walk to the staircase on the first floor.

I nodded and walked up the stairs quickly, there were several corpses lying on the stairs, and then up to the corridor on the second floor, there were also many corpses inside.

This just confirmed my suspicion, the gas leaked so suddenly that everyone didn't have time to react, and they didn't have to run far from their respective areas before they died.

With the frog's massive body, it couldn't have squeezed from the third floor to the first floor, and the staircase was only half the width of its body, unless it wasn't that big in the first place, and it grew into that big in the corridor on the first floor.

During the search, I found a room for laboratory animals, with dead rats and dead rabbits in transparent boxes, the corpses had long since decomposed, except for a small box with the lid open and empty inside.

I frowned, thinking that things didn't make sense, the frog didn't have a lot of size when it escaped, how did it swallow those people?

Then I found an open safe in the next room, which contained a metal box with a label on it, and twelve injections, none of which were left, and all of them had been taken.

There were exactly twelve disposable syringes in the trash can next to it, and I rummaged through this room for a while, but I couldn't find any written information, and I didn't know if this injection was an antidote.

But when I think about it, I don't think it's a good thing, even the antidote has been used up, but there is a centrifuge, I pick it up and leave.

A huge pharmaceutical factory, everyone died in an instant, to say that it is not curious, it is impossible, but we still have business, so I suppressed my curiosity and carried the centrifuge to the staircase to wait for Tom.

"Lei Feng, Lei Feng, are you there?" Tom's voice came from upstairs, I didn't know them well, and I didn't expect to have a deep friendship in the future, so I used a pseudonym when I introduced myself.

"Yes."

"You come up."

I ran upstairs with a centrifuge in my hand, and Tom saw me come up and pointed to the hallway beside him, "There's something for you." ”

He was talking about a small warehouse with boxes of medicines piled up, all packed, sealed with duct tape, and never opened.

"Red Shield?!" I looked at the bright shield logo on the box, "This is the manufacturer of that health supplement company." ”

"Will the production of health supplements cost people?" Tom's words didn't seem like a question, he must have wondered what was wrong with this pharmaceutical factory.

"Whatever, it's important to save people, we're not the Food and Drug Administration, have you found the generator?"

Actually, I have doubts, but now is not the time to study this, Tom put away his doubtful expression, nodded at me, and said, "Found it, I found another storage box, wait for me to assemble it." ”

What Tom found were batteries the size of a shoebox, a handful of wires ripped out of nowhere, and a cryogenic storage box the size of a travel trolley.

It would be unwise to question his abilities at this point, and I couldn't settle this mess of parts, so I stood quietly and watched him fiddle with it.