Chapter 11 Good or bad luck

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"The old gentleman has heard a saying, where the poisonous snake lives, the antidote is there."

"you mean……"

"If you have tried all the medicines but still can't cure the infection, you might as well try to find the answer from the zombies, such as puppet crystals... Oh, it's the lump in the zombie's brain."

The girl in green clothes sat on a branch, swaying her legs leisurely, and said with a smile, "It's better than nothing."

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The old man woke up suddenly, straightened up, and walked quickly to the bathroom sink.

A splash of cold water clears my mind.

"Dr. Feng, you're awake. It's only been three hours. Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

"Oh, no need. As we get older, we get less sleep."

The white coat nodded and walked out quickly. He still had work to do.

"correct!"

Dr. Feng stopped his white coat and asked with a smile, "We have used virus-type medicines and bacteria-type medicines, whether they should be used or not, with very little effect...You young people have seen a lot and have broad thinking. Any clues?"

"This... Dr. Feng, you are the leader in this area. You are flattering me by saying that I have a lot of experience. As for the clues... they are similar to my hair, basically none."

"Then have you ever heard of the saying that where the viper lives, the antidote is there?"

"Isn't that what is said in martial arts novels?"

The middle-aged laboratory technician was stunned and looked at the serious Dr. Feng, but hesitated to speak.

Could it be that the end of science is really metaphysics? Is the doctor too stressed and starting to look for unrealistic panacea?

"Have the prisoners arrived?"

"Oh, oh, here we are, at the same place."

Dr. Feng put on protective clothing and stood on the operating table, his face uncertain.

It's not like they haven't dissected zombies before. Fragmented corpses were lying on the machine bed, and the test reports were densely displayed on the screen, as if a new species had been discovered. Everyone looked at it, one head and two heads.

Dr. Feng picked up the white crystal and put it into a transparent sealed bag. He then directed the experimenters to infect the anesthetized prisoners with living zombies, pressed the stopwatch, and started timing.

Although the causative factor of the strange virus was not analyzed overnight, it was not nothing.

Although everyone's infection and mutation time is different, they all mutate after fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes is the lower limit. No matter how weak the body is, it will not mutate during this period of time. The upper limit is different, and the influencing factors are unknown. It cannot be determined by simple physical fitness.

Ten minutes flew by.

Dr. Feng timed the puppet crystal into the pipe, and the conveyor belt just delivered it into the prisoner's mouth.

Could it be some new type of medicine?

Everyone withdrew their expectant gazes and looked at Dr. Feng inquiringly.

Dr. Feng scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

I can’t tell everyone that a girl told me this in my dream, right?

Even if everyone doesn't say it to their face due to their status, they don't know how to laugh at themselves secretly.

Dr. Feng smiled and said it was just a whim. He controlled the machine to inject two sobering agents into the prisoner, and the prisoner who had dense wounds on his arms slowly woke up.

"Woo..."

"Prisoner 3021, unfortunately, you have been infected."

Having witnessed the entire process of this inhumane experiment, he naturally knew what it meant to be "infected."

Snap.

The bald man's eyes widened in disbelief, tears burst out of his eyes, and with a cry, the crystal in his mouth fell to the ground.

"I care about your ancestors! You bastard! I just robbed you, and you want my life? I don't even think about it..."

"The crystal on the ground can save you."

The old man's voice was like a ray of dawn. As soon as he finished speaking, the man quickly lay on the ground and held the puppet crystal firmly in his hands.

"How to use it! How to use it!"

No matter how much the man smashed the glass window, he was destined to get no response.

No wonder the researchers looked on with cold eyes, in fact they were also confused.

"Fuck you..."

The man's face was ferocious and gradually turning blue. He knew that he didn't have much time left.

Gulu.

The crystal was not that big, about the same size as a peanut. The desperate man swallowed it without even chewing it.

Looking at the crazy prisoner in front of them, everyone felt very uncomfortable.

After all the trouble last night, the military vehicle transporting prisoners never stopped. But in this peaceful age, how many prisoners are there on death row? The clueless experimenters had a huge demand for living bodies, which led to the prison starting to give away people indiscriminately. At first, they used death row, then life-long prisoners, then more than ten years, and now, it is even his turn to use a small The robber sacrificed himself.

"Crap! Crap! Why do you want me to do experiments! What about my parents, my wife, my son... you bunch of beasts... I'm going to kill you!... Please, let me out, I know I was wrong..."

At the beginning, many experimenters felt guilty and considered themselves inhumane, and some even asked for leave.

But the funeral calls one after another finally overwhelmed these elites, and they cried and infected one prisoner after another with their own hands.

Looking at the prisoner in front of them who had been crying, laughing and scolding for an hour, everyone's eyes gradually brightened.

"Quick! Let the zombies in!"

"Is this... not too hasty? Even if he doesn't mutate, he will probably be bitten to death..."

"No, no, die? It doesn't matter. What we want to see is whether it can mutate in the end. You know, corpses can also mutate! As long as prisoner 3021 does not turn into a zombie, it can prove that this method is feasible! Oh, by the way, pick out ten Personally, after being infected, feed all the crystals like just now! The crystals are taken from the zombies’ heads. There are many in the morgue, so go quickly!”

Three hours later.

The laboratory, which had been suppressed for a long time, burst into earth-shaking cheers.

A piece of news spreads to thousands of households through radio, television, mobile phones and other channels.

"Swallowing crystals from zombie brains can effectively treat infections, and some people will experience enhanced physical fitness."

"Side Effects: Unknown."

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The long knife pierced the angler's eye socket and extinguished two blue candles.

call--

The bamboo hat and cloak turned into fly ash and scattered all over the ground. Before the covered body could be seen clearly, the body began to seep black air like a leaky bucket, hovering in the air, and being engulfed in the inverted long knife from all directions.

When the last trace of black energy disappeared into the blade, there was only a pure black crystal the size of a walnut lying alone on the ground.

"Soul-cutting knife, did General Ning give this to you?"

Ning An sheathed his sword, picked up the crystal stone on the ground, and nodded to Jing Yu who was walking towards him, "You haven't told me yet, why are you here."

"Why, you can come, but I can't come? Don't forget who my master is!" Jing Yu shook the pocket watch in his hand, with a smile on his pale face.

"But... didn't Master Wuchen expel you from the school? I also heard that you were deprived of your cultivation and reduced to an ordinary person..."

"Stop it!" Jing Yu raised his left arm and grinned, "In our Taoist practice, we seek the inside rather than the outside. Especially my master, who taught me magic since I was a child, but did not allow me to absorb the puppet crystal. He only said that after absorbing it, I would not be able to reach the goal. When I reach the state of sitting and forgetting, I suffer from cultivating inner demons, so I can use Gu Yue. This is one of them.

But because my cultivation level is too high... I mean, Gu Yue can't bear the high biological energy of human beings, even the first level. In desperation, the master used methods to abolish my cultivation level and erase some of my scriptures. The memory only tells me to practice the way of heaven. Otherwise, ten more of the stuff just now wouldn’t be enough for me to kill with one hand. This is the second one.

As for what is being expelled from the division, and what is being expelled from the division? Where did you hear this nonsense? "

"The little beggar told me."

"Little beggar, don't let me touch him..."

Ning An was a little surprised. Hearing the meaning of Jing Yu's words, could it be that the little beggar is here too?

While the two were reminiscing about old times, the door and windows were filled with cold wind, and the frightened faculty and students ran out using their hands and feet as if they had lost their minds.

There is one who can't run.

Ning An squatted next to Xiang Chong and looked at Xiang Chong, who was lying in tatters and in a pool of blood.

"What, your friend?"

"That's right."

Only then did Xiang Chong raise his head, with a few pieces of dough hanging down on his face and a smelly shredded meat in his mouth. He held a dagger in his left hand and held the freshly cut off Teacher Wu's head in his right hand.

"Well, it's quite miserable."

Ignoring Jing Yu who was making sarcastic remarks, Ning An snatched the head and threw it away. As if he had made a lot of determination, he asked word by word, "Friend, do you want to die or live?"

Xiang Chong's gray eyes gradually widened, "I...ahem, can I still be saved?"

"You must promise me something," Ning An pulled out the soul-killing knife and held it in front of Xiang Chong, "This is the last time you can eat someone."

"Otherwise, I will take your life myself."

"Okay! I agree!"

"Eat it."

Xiang Chong hurriedly took the crystal, swallowed it in one gulp, and bowed deeply to Ning'an.

"Wow! What is that?!"

"Galaxy? No! Light? What light!"

"Back off! Everyone, back off!"

The clear sound gradually faded, the moonlight shone brightly, and it was noisy for a while.

The Taoist priest straightened his hair and crown, fluffed up his Taoist robe, waved away three-thirds of the stained blood, and bowed his head deeply toward the beam of light falling from the sky.