"choose?"
Staring at the pink potion in the woman's hand, Lu Bing's face became even more confused.
"What the hell is this? Why can you give me a choice again?"
"This is serum." The woman with a ponytail explained calmly, "An antidote that can cure the virus."
"That's of no use to me, let alone him..."
Upon hearing that it was the ultimate serum used to treat viruses, Lu Bing's doubts disappeared and he quickly showed a look of disinterest.
"What we are infected with is not a secondary virus, so your serum won't work."
Seeing the other party's behavior, a smile appeared on the woman's face.
"Do you think Wang Jue knows? Take it, these two tubes of serum can also eliminate the king-level virus from your body."
While he was talking, two bottles of reagents had been forced into Lu Bing's hands.
"A serum that can eliminate king-level viruses? This option is quite tempting..."
Surprise showed on the face behind the wind mask, but it soon turned into mild suspicion.
"But you couldn't be lying to me, right? When did Wang Jue become so kind?"
"Oh,??????????????? That's because you don't understand her. Wang Jue has never changed... But believe it or not, the things have been delivered anyway, and there will be no more me. What happened..."
With an irresponsible smile on her face, the woman put her hands in her pockets, turned around and walked towards the troll behind her.
Looking at the other party's back, Lu Bing put the potion away and asked a little worriedly.
"I can leave now, right? Your sister won't suddenly mess with me, right?"
"Don't worry, we won't do such boring things..."
The woman waved her hand and her figure disappeared into the darkness.
Not long after the woman walked away, the behemoth under the red moon finally moved again. Its body suddenly pressed down, and a huge mouth as big as a stadium hit the ground with a roar!
The ground trembles and smoke and dust rise everywhere!
When everything calmed down, all that was left in front of Lu Bing was a large piece of disturbed gravel and sand.
"Damn, I forgot to ask her to compensate me for a shield generating device..."
Lu Bing muttered in annoyance, got into the car again, started the engine and drove towards the north...
Nothing happened along the way. When Lu Bing successfully arrived at his destination, the ambient temperature had dropped to minus 20 degrees.
This is a bustling city that was bustling at least ten years ago.
Rows upon rows of tall buildings towered under the night sky, like dead giants.
Wiping off the frost that had condensed on his windproof mask, the man raised his eyes and checked his surroundings. After confirming that there was no danger lurking, he flashed and disappeared into a dark alley somewhere.
Following the route in his memory, Lu Bing quickly stopped in front of a manhole cover.
Taking out the tools he had prepared from the backpack behind him, the man leaned over and skillfully pried open the manhole cover.
Moist air surged out of it, contacting the coldness on the ground and turning into a thin mist.
He raised his eyes and looked around again. After confirming that it was safe, Lu Bing took off one of his gloves, shrunk and got in.
After groping for a while in the dark and narrow passage, he forced himself to ignore the slippery touches. Only when he felt the familiar roughness on his fingertips did Lu Bing let out a long sigh of relief and turned on the lamp hanging on his chest.
Turning around and looking back, in addition to the endless darkness, there were clusters of palm-sized plants growing on the wall.
The leaves of these plants are purple-red, and they accelerate their growth under the light, making strange sounds.
However, what scares Lu Bing is not the phototaxis of these plants, but the eyeball embedded in the center of the plants.
This mutated plant, codenamed eyeball grass, has strong phototaxis, but it grows in a dark and humid underground environment.
In the absence of light, these eyeball grasses will only grow quietly, and it will not matter even if they are touched casually.
But if there is a direct light shining on the eyeballs in the leaves, these weird things will explode in an instant, ejecting acid strong enough to corrode metal!
It was precisely because of this that Lu Bing did not turn on the flashlight on his chest at the beginning.
After all, the purpose of these eyeball grasses is to guard against strangers who are not familiar with this place.
At his feet was a drain that had long since dried up, and in front of him was a row of rusty fence gates.
The sudden change in light alerted the mutated cockroaches lurking in the darkness.
These disgusting creatures as big as mice did not attack Lu Bing, but crawled along the base of the wall towards the darkness deeper in the passage. .
Taking two steps forward, Lu Bing used the tool used to pry open the manhole cover and knocked on the iron fence.
Three minutes later, two red lights lit up in the darkness at the end.
A clicking sound similar to a rusty lock sounded in the passage, accompanied by the footsteps of the visitor, slowly approaching.
"Lu Bing?"
Standing still behind the fence, the visitor asked in a deep voice.
The light hit his face, reflecting large areas of dry black skin.
This is an old black man.
Scars of various sizes were scattered all over his face, some had healed while others had rotted away.
Some silver-gray mechanical components were exposed under the deep bone wound, which was where the previous clicking sound came from.
"It's me." Lu Bing nodded slightly and politely turned the light on his chest away.
"come in."
The fence door opened with a sound, and the old man left a gap for Lu Bing to pass.
However, the man did not move. He just stood there and took out a bottle of pink potion that he had obtained earlier.
"Can you help me analyze what's inside first? I want to know its specific ingredients."
"Ah... it looks like a good thing." The old man with scars on his face sighed softly and commented without taking the potion from Lu Bing's hand, "You know, I no longer have that analytical ability, but you If you want to ask about its ingredients, I might be able to give you some ideas..."
"What is it?"
Lu Bing's eyes lit up and he immediately asked.
"It's an antidote, but it's also poison..." The old man kept moving his hands. After closing the fence door again, he lifted his legs and walked in the direction where he came from.
"I once used it to cure a soldier-level zombie. Well, yes, it was a complete cure."
"Have you ever been given this serum?"
Putting away the potion again, Lu Bing quickly followed the old man's pace and continued to ask.
"Yes, it was precisely because I cured that soldier-level zombie that my escort mission failed."
The sound of mechanical friction echoed in the passage. The old man seemed to have recalled something, with a painful expression on his face covered with wounds.
"It doesn't sound like this serum is a good thing..." Frowning and muttering, Lu Bing lifted up his mask and sniffed the air in the sewer.
In addition to the rotten odor that had long filled the cracks of the bricks, there was also a faint smell of durian filling it.
"1158 has bloomed?" Lu Bing changed the topic instead of answering the painful question for the old man.
"Haha, I just opened it three hours ago. Your nose is really sharp..."
"Then don't look at who I am..."
The old man chuckled and squeezed sideways into a narrow passage.
After three minutes of crowding, the two finally squeezed out of the passage and came to a low iron door.
"Welcome to Fengxian Sanctuary."
With an ugly smile on his face, the old man grasped the iron door handle with both hands and opened a crack.
A smell more unpleasant than the sewer came out of it, irritating the man's nasal cavity. At the same time, the sound of loud music could be heard vaguely in his ears.
"Oppa just killed him...just killed him..."
"Can't they change the song? I do this every day, I never get tired of hearing it..." Lu Bing complained silently and stepped inside.
After passing through a crooked corridor, a door appeared in front of me again, but compared with the previous iron door, this door was ajar.
And on the edge of the gate, stood two big and round 'monsters'.
"Hey - who do I think it is? It turns out to be Brother Lu. He hasn't come to play with us for a long time?"
The pig-headed monster on the left spoke first. His long fangs protruded from his mouth. As he spoke, drool dripped from the corner of his mouth.
"Well, I've been a little busy the past few days. How is Brother Zhu doing lately?"
Lu Bing's expression was calm and he exchanged polite greetings.
"Hey, what can I do? I can eat and sleep. What do I need a bicycle for?"
As he spoke, the pig-headed monster pushed open the door behind him with one hand, indicating that Lu Bing could enter.
However, before Lu Bing could lift his legs, a palm covered with green scales pressed on his chest.
"Wait a minute, have you forgotten something?" A lizard-like face emerged from the shadows, with a long and slender tongue spitting out between the thin lips, showing a hint of difficulty, "Pay taxes."
"Oh, yes, yes, just chatting and forgetting about this, brother, you have to pay tax when you go in. That's the rule."
The pig-headed man tried to smooth things over, then moved and stopped in front of Lu Bing.
In fact, strictly speaking, Fengxian Shelter does not have this rule at all, but as more people do this, the 'rule' is formed.
The guard surnamed Zhu knew Lu Bing, and originally planned to let him in through negligence, but he didn't expect that his colleagues would not give him face, so he had to pretend to be confused and ask Lu Bing for the 'city tax'.
"Well, it should be."
Lu Bing had no expression on his face and reached into his backpack. After some groping, he took out two unopened cans of Coke.
"Yo yo, there is such a good thing, thank you so much, Brother Lu!"
Seeing what Lu Bing took out, the pig-headed man's eyes lit up and he took the Coke over.
At the moment, he didn't care how long the expiration date was, he just pierced the can with his fangs and drank it.
The lizard-looking guard did not take the Coke handed to him by Lu Bing. Instead, he sneered and stuck out his slender tongue.
"It's not enough. The tax has increased. I need at least four cans, or something else..."
