A bunch of objects were connected by Tom in turn, he adjusted a few times without success, seeing the impetuous expression on his face, I told him not to worry, and then turned and went into the small warehouse.

I realized that I made room for him to avoid being in a hurry, lest he make more mistakes.

There was nothing else in the small warehouse except for the boxes of Red Shield Powder, so I opened one and looked at it, and then I was extremely glad that I had done so.

The box was not filled with powder, but with oral liquid, and the instructions for the oral liquid were resting on the top, and there was only one instruction manual in each box.

The word 'Blue Umbrella' was printed on the cover, but when I opened the inside page, it was full of ingredient structure diagrams and large paragraphs of technical terms, which I couldn't understand at all.

Red shield and blue umbrella, I can only guess that there is a close connection between the two, but when it first came on the market, it was only red shield, and what a blue umbrella is, I have never heard of it.

It should not be produced in many quantities, so it doesn't have its own box, and the only thing I can understand on the instructions is the date of manufacture and the expiration date.

The production date is December 22, 2022, and it is valid for three years, so the pharmaceutical factory is still operating after the disaster, and Blue Umbrella may be the last batch of medicines they will produce.

Will it be a cure for the zombie virus? I took out a small clear glass bottle and put it in front of me, containing a pale blue liquid.

"Lei Feng, it's done." Tom's voice was filled with joy.

"Oh." I answered, put the liquid back in the box, and walked out of the small warehouse.

There was a humming sound from the storage box, it was the compressor running, Tom removed a socket, he said that the voltage was not very stable, but he couldn't find anything like a voltage regulator for the time being, so he had to use it.

"Do you want to get a car? It seems inconvenient for the two of us to carry it. "There are wires between several objects, and if the two of us go out with this pile of things, the wires will probably break away in two steps.

"I saw a trolley on the creeping flower, and now I can only use that."

"Cheng, it's a car."

Tom turned off the power to the storage box first, and I jumped out of the window on the first floor, one side of the building rushed into the courtyard and the other side rushed out of the courtyard.

The poisonous gas had been gathering for a long time, but it hadn't spread too far, just blocking the gate on the other side of the courtyard and the open space in front of the door.

There was no door outside the courtyard, so I had to jump out of the window, jump onto the road outside the factory, and then go around back to the main entrance.

The trolley was conspicuous, and it didn't take me much time to find it, and I pushed it to the side of the road outside the courtyard, and Tom handed things out of the window one by one, and I picked them up outside.

"Bring those boxes of red shields." I took the last battery and pointed upstairs to Tom.

Tom didn't ask me what I was doing with them, he went upstairs and took a few boxes down and handed them out the window.

"Now go catch the spiritual zombie you said." Tom was scrappy and moved his shoulders twice, stretching the bulging muscles in his arms.

Is this the rhythm of catching zombies with bare hands? I cleared my throat, "You can make nutrients?" ”

Tom has always been a bodyguard in my impression, and he used to be right, but after all, it is a theory, and if it doesn't work in practice, I'm afraid he will waste my blood and time.

"I'll separate the serum, nebulization and vaporization, I'll take this instead." Tom said as he pulled out an inhalation bottle from his bosom that an asthma patient uses.

"Huh? This one... Ahem, I have a question, are there any side effects for psychiatric supernatural people to suck their own serum? ”

"If it's a psychic ability, you don't need this thing, just put on a cryogenic storage box."

"So, what if it's a spiritual zombie?"

"It's theoretically the same, but the psychic zombie doesn't have a chip implanted in the brain, so we can't control it."

"Okay, let's go, I'm a spiritual zombie." Since psychic zombies don't need the blood of another psychic powerhouse or zombie to feed them, we don't need to delay any longer.

Tom froze in place, his muscles tensed and relaxed, revealing his inner hesitation, he wanted to make a move, and he also released his killing intent, but after all, he held back.

"There's no time, push the cart!" The wheels of the trolley had long been deflated, and the cart was very bumpy to push, and although my strength was enough, my arms were not as long as Tom's, and they were not as strong as him, so it should be more stable for him to push.

Gu Yu and Lao Qiao are going to a place dozens of miles away from us, and they have to walk for at least more than two hours, and if they don't hurry up, they may be wiped out.

Tom ended up opting for the cart, maybe he wanted to kill me, but the timing was not right at the moment, and we both knew it was important to save someone.

On the way, I occasionally replaced him and let him rest for a while, without the initial killing intent, he seemed to calm down, he said that high-level zombies only have intelligence and no humanity, and I saved him and Lao Qiao, this alone is different from other high-level zombies.

I told him that this is nothing unusual, I know several high-level zombies with human nature, and I haven't thought about this problem before, and when Tom mentioned it, I thought that except for Cao Baoyang, who retained his feelings, the rest of the high-level zombies, only Bai Junyang retained his humanity.

When he lost his memory, he said that I was his bloodline, and Long Tao and they inherited my bloodline, which should also be regarded as Bai Junyang's lineage, so in the final analysis, the 'descendants' of the Zombie Emperor have human nature.

If you look at it from the perspective of a scientist, Bai Junyang actually has extraordinary significance, if you can retain your memory and humanity by becoming a zombie, then a zombie is not exactly a zombie, it is more like an evolution.

Moreover, Bai Junyang's ability to manipulate zombies is more reliable than the chips and these messy potions researched by Lao Qiao, and the high-level zombies led by Bai Junyang feed on mutant beasts, so they can completely avoid being enemies of humans.

Of course, my thoughts are only on my own, and other humans and high-level zombies obviously have their own plans.

There may be other zombies in this world that retain their humanity, but the zombies who inherit Bai Junyang's bloodline will definitely retain their humanity.

As soon as I thought of others in the New Human Alliance, my heart was blocked, we stayed in Tibet for a long time, and things happened one after another, at this time, Bai Junyang was probably married to another woman, but Teacher Xiang was still waiting for him in the small town.

"What's wrong?" Tom's voice interrupted my thoughts, and he wiped the mirror of his goggles, "Your eyes have changed color. ”

"I'm in a bad mood, my mood is fluctuating, it's fine."

"Old Joe is valuable to any force, and your boyfriend should be fine with him."

Tom's words were obviously comforting, he thought I was worried about Gu Yu, I was indeed worried about Gu Yu, but the more people around me, the more things I was worried about.

"Uncle Tom, do you know where you can connect to a satellite? Ground console or something. ”

"The Meteorological Observatory... Military districts, and observatories, or something like that. ”

"Is there one in Quant Province?"

"It's flattened."

Tom then said, "Even if you do, you don't know how to operate the program, you want to use satellite positioning?" ”

"No, it's my suspicion that someone is spying on us with satellites." I'm right to think about it.,Even if you find the ground console.,You need the help of someone who knows how to do it.,It's not good to fool around by yourself after all.,It seems that you still have to find Tumu.。

"In fact, two months ago, the laboratory lost contact with the above, and we were able to be safe and sound in Guangzhou, all thanks to the regular airdrop of materials from above, and the above will also issue early warning messages when there is a crisis, but since the loss of contact, the laboratory has been operating independently, and the loss is very large, so we will not be prepared for this bomb at all."

"Above? I'll just casually ask, if you can't say, you can not answer, who is your sponsor? ”

"Can you believe it, there were people who knew what was about to happen long before the catastrophe broke out, but no one could have prevented the catastrophe at that time."

"They only saved scientists who could study zombies?"

"There should be talents in other fields, how much can be saved."

"In this way, your sponsor is an organization in China."

"Why do you think that?"

"There is no need for foreign organizations to save their own scientists and then transport them abroad, I went out and went around, and the zombies in China are not as special as those abroad."

"You're out of the country?"

"Well, I haven't gone too far, but I've also passed through several countries, and I've encountered evolutionary zombies with nuclear mutations in Tibetan areas, which came from neighboring countries."

"You can control them, right, the artist is bold, and you can't run that much without super high abilities."

"NONO, WHAT IF I CAN FLY."

Tom's face was so tightly covered that I couldn't make out his expression, but I could hear the solemnity in his tone: "Chemical explosions, blood rain, red ash, the people who make them, no matter what the purpose, are killing chickens and eggs, and if this continues, humans, zombies, animals, and plants will not survive, and the earth will become a dead planet." ”

Tom looked at me, "Whether it's for humans or zombies, or for the people you care about, girl, please do your best to stop these people." ”

"Uncle Tom, don't say anything, just plug it in." I didn't want to use the ability so early, not because Tom, but because I was worried about whether the people who could manipulate the weather would have some tricks, and the bombers who would throw another missile if they found a high-level zombie still stumbling on the scorched earth.

But there is a sentence from Uncle Tom that touched me, 'For the sake of the people I care about', I should take the initiative instead of being controlled by others everywhere and being beaten passively.

Tom stopped the car and connected the power supply to the storage box, the power supply without the voltage regulator was not very stable, the power light on the storage box flickered on and off, he adjusted the temperature, and it took a while for the temperature to reach the standard.

Roar –

I was just about to put my head in the storage box when I threw myself after us with a roar, and Tom turned around and shot him, and his marksmanship was good, but unfortunately it hit, but it didn't hit the point.

He struck a six-legged monster covered in red and gray in the shoulder, and it was almost an inch away from hitting the heart, but the key to the six-legged monster was not the heart at all.

"Weird, they're supposed to be blind on a red background!" I murmured.

"It's the sound, the sound of the compressor." Tom said another shot, hitting the six-legged monster in the stomach.

"Stop fighting, there's more behind it, push me and run." I picked up the storage box and jumped on the trolley, put the storage box over my head, and shouted at Tom.