In the small second floor of the massage room where Matthew was hiding, Ling Tian was foaming at the mouth with anger and fainted on the spot when he heard that Matthew's "divine book" was like a treasure, but it was just a notebook written by himself.

Seeing this, Matthew hurriedly pulled Ling Tian up, patting his back and relieving him, and Ling Tian relieved his breath.

"Why do you fool me with a hand-copied newspaper, and you still owe me so much to believe in you! I'll strangle you! Ling Tian gasped, roared angrily, and knocked down Matthew.

"Wait! Wait a minute! I copied the notes from a book, and the content of the notes is the same as the book! Matthew was pressed under Ling Tian and struggled, "What I said is true!" ”

Hearing this, Ling Tian let go of Matthew, he was already injured, and at this time his head was still wrapped in a thick bandage, after some tossing just now, the wound was stretched at this time.

"Calm down, listen to me first." Matthew rubbed his neck and sat up, telling Ling Tian in detail what had happened.

It turns out that after Matthew joined the Dark Gate, he quickly discovered the darkness and horror of this organization, and they not only controlled the members of the organization through evil means such as demon eyes and bone meal sucking.

And they often attack ordinary humans living outside the safe zone, as their guinea pigs, to do some bloody live experiments.

The reason why Matthew joined the Dark Gate was simply to study the difference between different types of zombies and the control of special powers.

Therefore, Matthew had the idea of escaping and breaking away from the organization a long time ago, and began to prepare.

And just as Matthew is looking for an opportunity to escape, as he spends more and more time in the Dark Gate, he also discovers more and more secrets of the Dark Gate.

In addition to various horrific experiments, there is also a mysterious book, which records in detail the characteristics and differences of many elite-level zombies, as well as the weaknesses and preferences of different zombies.

Ordinary zombies are afraid of the bone meal of elite-level zombies, and the bits and pieces of knowledge that green galls need to use the blood of the host to maintain their vitality, all of which Matthew learned from that book.

But it was too difficult to steal the book, and as far as Matthew knew, the book in the bishop's possession was not a complete version, but a fragment.

In this way, Matthew relied on his memory to write down most of the contents of the book in a notebook by copying them, and brought them out when he escaped.

After listening to Matthew's words, Ling Tian's heart was hanging and he let go, because even if he didn't let go, it would be useless.

Because now that green gall was parasitic on his arm, absorbing his essence and blood all the time, if it was forcibly stripped off, even if it would not cost Ling Tian's life, his arm would definitely be wasted, so Ling Tian could only go to the dark now.

"What's the name of the book you're talking about?" Ling Tian stood up and asked Matthew.

"I remember it was called—Doomsday Prologue." Matthew recalled: "And the book was incomplete, and the part I saw was basically an introduction to different types of zombies, as well as some fragmentary experiences. ”

"Okay, I got it." While Ling Tian was packing up his things, he secretly wrote down the name "Doomsday Prologue" in his heart.

If nothing else, the person who can write this book must not be a general, at least an expert in zombies.

Ling Tian estimated that the other party should be one of the leaders of the scavengers.

"Where are we going? Your wounds are not healed. Matthew looked at Ling Tian, who was pale, and said with some concern.

Until Ling Tian completely subdued the green gall, this gadget would always absorb the energy in Ling Tian's blood in order to maintain its vitality, and there would be no feedback.

This was undoubtedly worse for Ling Tian, who was seriously injured.

"I'm going to find a friend of mine for help, you can come with me." Ling Tian put a simple bag on his back, put on his automatic step Q, and said to Matthew with a serious face.

If you don't get rid of this parasitic organ on your arm, with Ling Tian's current physical state, he will be sucked into a dried corpse in less than two days.

According to the book in the Doomsday Prologue, in order to completely transplant green gall, it is necessary to use the red crystal energy of the Corruptor's body as a medium.

However, Chijing's energy was too violent, and with Ling Tian's current strength, if he absorbed it directly, he would definitely die. Therefore, he also needs a large amount of energy amethyst, and through the relatively peaceful energy of amethyst, he can dilute the energy crystallization of the zombie race.

And these conditions were too harsh for Ling Tian now, and he had to seek help from external forces.

"Okay, I'll go with you." Matthew put on his small satchel, put on his black robe again, and resolutely followed Ling Tian.

He was originally alone, a deserter who was hunted down, and in addition to being worried every day, his body had been tormented by the Demon Eye.

Needless to say, elite-level zombies, just a few ordinary zombies who can run, can easily take Matthew's life.

And most importantly, the green gall is still parasitic on Ling Tian's body, and Matthew is very concerned about whether the first interracial organ transplant he encountered will be successful.

Therefore, even if Ling Tian didn't say that he wanted to take him, he would take the initiative to follow Ling Tian.

In this way, the two weak sick people stood shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand, sneakily left the massage building and walked towards the depths of the infected area.

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On the other side, inside a teahouse in Changji City.

After a series of superb performances, the veteran artist Wan Xinlai found that his "audience" Lei Zhen still had no intention of accepting the call.

And after discovering that Lei Zhen was deliberately pretending to be stupid, Wan Xinlai gradually lost his patience.

Finally, Wan Xinlai, who had "calmed down", said directly: "Xiaotian is still outside the district now." ”

"Well, after the last time, I'll let him go." Lei Zhen replied with a sigh, thinking that what should come is always coming.

"Alas! I'm sorry for this kid. ”

Wan Xinlai stood up, walked to the window with his hands behind his back, and said softly while feeling the bright sunshine: "If I can defeat Duan Zitao and run for the legislature representative, then our people will no longer have to be so restrained in doing things in the future." ”

When Lei Zhen heard this, his brows furrowed even deeper, and he didn't answer.

"Lao Lei, transfer Xiaotian back from outside the district, the police department, I will deal with it." Wan Xin's gaze outside the window gradually condensed, and his face became more and more serious, he didn't look back, but just "ordered" Lei Zhen in an unquestionable tone.

"But if you come back now······"

"I said, I'll deal with the official matter!" Wan Xin turned back and forth, frowning and looking at Lei Zhen.

“······ Okay, I got it. ”

Lei Zhen was silent for a long time and nodded slowly.

Only this time, there was something a little different in the eyes under the gray eyebrows.