"A team of people came from Shelter 1."
As soon as everyone walked out of the training room, they got the news.
"Chief Sander is negotiating with the other party now."
"What?"
"Why did they come?"
"Maybe it's that box of stuff I just got."
"Hmph! These guys."
Claire grabbed the tablet in her hand, her fingers turning white from the force of her fingers.
Claire rushed to the elevator.
Fang Cheng followed him in one stride.
"Is the other party here to get the virus?"
When Claire heard Fang Cheng's words, she stopped and looked at Fang Cheng in shock.
"how do you know?"
"How could I not know? I just survived the dirty dealings between Shelter 1 and the mutant forces."
Fang Cheng said angrily.
"Yes." Claire lowered her head and pondered, "Can you go with me? The virus must not fall into the hands of Shelter 1."
Fang Cheng didn't understand, "If you don't give it to him, can he still come and rob it? Although Shelter 3 is not as strong as Shelter 1 in terms of force strength, they can't blatantly attack you because of this. Let’s go to war.”
"What we are afraid of is that Shelter 1 will spread the news that we got the virus, which will cause more trouble. Viruses may only be precious research resources for us, but for those who have not For people on the line, it is a tool for making strong people.”
Claire's expression was very ugly.
"It's really disgusting. The news we got about the virus was found out by Shelter 1. It must have been given to them by the mutant forces."
"How are you going to deal with the virus? If you don't hand it over, do you have to keep it for yourself?"
"Of course we won't use this kind of thing, we just hope to hand it over to the Virus Research Center in Chelsea, where there are authoritative virus research scientists. This virus will definitely provide very valuable research samples, and maybe it will also be able to crack the code of mutants and zombies. secret."
Fang Cheng raised his eyebrows.
"Virus Research Center, there are people I know there, do you need my help?"
Claire opened her eyes wide and said:
"You actually know people from the Virus Research Center? That's great." Claire thought of something and her tone became slightly lowered. "But the distance from Dolon to Chelsea is too far. As far as I know, there is no connection between our place and Chelsea." There are no usable aircraft over there, so it is extremely difficult to get the virus into the hands of people at the virus research center."
"Do you trust me? I can help you take him there." Fang Cheng asked casually.
Claire looked at Fang Cheng seriously, thinking deep down in her heart, analyzing the authenticity and credibility of what Fang Cheng said.
Fang Cheng saw Claire's hesitation and could understand.
After all, no one can prove whether they are an undercover agent of other forces. If the virus is directly handed over to themselves, the risk will be even more immeasurable.
"Do you know Mary?" Fang Cheng asked.
"Mary? Is that Professor Mary? We got news a while ago that Professor Mary seems to have become the director of the new Chelsea Virus Research Center."
Fang Cheng turned on the communicator and dialed a number.
Soon, the video call was connected, and a mature woman with a brown high ponytail appeared on the transparent pop-up window that popped up on the communicator.
"Long time no see, what's the matter?"
Mary's voice came out from the communicator. Although she didn't have much contact with Fang Cheng, she still had a deep impression of this interesting boy.
Besides, Fang Cheng also helped her a lot in the beginning.
Without the mutated biological tissue he sent, his research would have been stagnant for a long time.
"Sister Mary, I am currently in Shelter No. 3 in Dolon. There are samples of mutant infected viruses here."
"What!"
Mary, who was originally calm, suddenly lost her composure. She slapped the table and stood up, her face appearing directly out of the video frame of the communicator.
Realizing her gaffe, Mary quickly smoothed her hair, sat back, and reappeared in the video pop-up window.
Mary calmed down her ups and downs a little.
"Ahem, are you talking about the original source of the virus? It's not the flesh and skin tissue of a zombie."
Fang Cheng smiled and said, "Of course not, it's the original virus in a test tube. How about it, are you interested?"
"Of course, this is what we dream of! If we get the original virus, it will be of great help to us in studying these zombies and mutants."
Mary's mood was a little high. "If, I mean if, if we can reverse the sequence of the virus, we may have a chance to reverse the infection. In this way, we may be able to save those zombies and even save the world!"
The more Mary talked, the more excited she became, and she almost stood up from her chair again.
"Oh? Do you know him?"
Fang Cheng pointed the communicator's camera at Claire, and Claire's face appeared on Mary's screen.
"I'm very sorry, I don't know you." Mary shook her head in embarrassment.
Claire looked a little embarrassed.
"Claire, do you know Mary?" Fang Cheng turned around and asked Claire.
"If I check the news, I should be able to get a picture of Professor Mary."
Claire thought for a moment and replied.
Fang Cheng asked Mary again, "Then do you know Sander, the manager of Duolon Sanctuary No. 3?"
"Xander? That guy, long time no see. He used to be Geert's soldier. Unexpectedly, he has now become the manager of a shelter."
Mary thought about what happened a long time ago, and her expression was a little dazed.
"That's easy. I'll call you later. You can talk to Xander yourself. Hang up now."
After speaking, Fang Cheng hung up the communicator without giving Mary time to react.
Fang Cheng said to Claire: "Now, let's stop Shelter No. 1 first."
Claire did not expect that Fangcheng could actually have direct contact with the Chelsea Virus Research Center.
But when I think about this guy's strength, everything is not so incredible.
No matter what method Fang Cheng uses to bring the original virus to the virus research center, this is still a hope.
Fang Cheng and Claire took the elevator together and arrived outside the ground gate of Shelter 3.
At this time, the atmosphere of the scene was a little tense.
A group of people from Shelter 1 stood opposite Sander and the soldiers from Shelter 3, looking a little unkind.
"Sander, it's useless for you to keep this thing. I advise you to hand it over as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary trouble for Shelter 3."
The person who spoke was none other than someone Fang Cheng knew, the secretary officer of Shelter 1, Virgil.
At this time, Virgil's expression was a little sinister, completely different from the day when he was talking about the lofty ambitions of Shelter 1 to all the people who came under the emergency call notice.
