"How are you?" Qi Zhen looked at Zaka who was lying on the ground dying and asked softly.
"Don't come over." Zaka told Qi Zhen and He Li, and he used all his strength to slowly squirm towards Zhang Ben Zhiwen's body.
"Should we help him?" He Li asked.
Qi Zhen shook her head: "He can't control the virus in his body in his current state. We should stay away from him."
He was right. A large dark red blood stain was left where Zaka's body had moved. Whether it was flowers, grass or soil on the ground, once it was contaminated by this blood, a puff of green smoke would instantly appear, as if it was corroded. Average.
He Li couldn't bear to see such a disgusting scene and turned her head away early.
Qi Zhen could barely see Xhaka moving next to Harimoto Zhiwen's body. The next scene was so bizarre that even Qi Zhen, who had read countless films, could only turn her head to look at the seaside scenery and could no longer look directly at him. action.
Gurgling.
Even listening to the swallowing sound, Qi Zhen could imagine what Zaka was doing and felt slightly nauseated.
"I'm fine." Zaka's voice came over.
Qi Zhen turned around and saw that he was now in tattered clothes, but his body had returned to its original shape, but his face was still a little pale, presumably because of the excessive consumption of the battle just now.
Zhang Benzhiwen's body has disappeared, not even the bones and residue are left.
"Are you raising Gu?" Qi Zhen asked a question.
Zhaka nodded blankly: "Probably... sort of."
Qi Zhen felt it was too disgusting and really didn't want to continue talking about Xhaka's ability. Such a person was quite unbearable whether he was a teammate or an opponent.
It can disgust you to death even if it doesn't kill you.
"Take a day off and do the final mission tomorrow." Qi Zhen said softly.
He Li, who had just vomited out of curiosity and took a peek at the scene of Xhaka devouring Zhang Benzhiwen, finally straightened up.
She looked at Qi Zhen, as if she wanted to say something, and then she looked at Zaka again.
vomit!
It started again.
Qi Zhen took out a set of clean clothes from the ethnography bag and gave them to Zaka, asking him to put them on quickly and see if he could get rid of the dirty clothes.
He doesn't know how to create viruses, but he has no problem destroying them. He can just burn them.
No virus can withstand the heat of fire.
He Li saw Zhaka who had returned to clean and tidy, and his face finally looked better. He opened his mouth and said, "I think it will take me some time to adapt to your... behavior."
"Well, he is the same, and he still has to learn Chinese from you." Qi Zhen said with a smile.
"Let's talk about it later." He Li waved her hands repeatedly.
The three of them talked all the way and settled down at a hotel not far from the seaside.
It was the off-season for tourism and there were not many people here, so the three of them booked three rooms and took a rest.
It seems that Zhang Benzhiwen has never existed.
Qi Zhen was lying on the big bed in the room, thinking about the progress of the next task and the direction of the plot.
The internal problems of the team have been solved. The virus infection on the pad has reached 96%. The remaining 4% is not an unattainable goal for the team now. Qi Zhen is thinking other things.
One of the most important things is the Pope's side.
As the original holder of the C-Virus, does the old man also have the corresponding anti-viral drugs or vaccines? The system's consistent behavior will generally allow the team to have a face-to-face battle with him at the last moment of the game. In a battle between gongs and drums, the winner takes all and the loser eats the dust.
However, it is useless to think too much about this matter. For this main plot, Qi Zhen can only move forward based on his own judgment. He can think about other things at this time, such as the aftermath of the game.
On the evening of the second day, the three people who enjoyed a South American meal came to the beach again. The traces of yesterday's battle were still clearly visible. Those withered flowers and plants could not be restored to their original state in a day or two. Zhaka looked at him with a serious face. Qi and Zhen nodded, turned around and squatted on the ground, plunging their hands into the cold sea water.
The release of the virus took a long time this time. It was not until dawn on the third day that Zhaka took back his slightly white hands that had been soaked in sea water, and his face was already a bit whiter than his hands.
His body was too overdrawn.
Qi Zhen went up to support Zaka's shaky body, and Zaka shook his head to show that it was okay.
After completing this last step, Qi Zhen was not happy at all, which made He Li beside her a little confused.
"If you don't come to me, then I will have to come to you." Qi Zhen shook her head and sighed.
In the next three days, the three members of the team settled down in the small town at the end of the world, keeping an eye on the spread of the virus on the pad. Zhaka also successfully joined the team.
Apart from eating, drinking and going to the toilet, the three of them spent almost all the rest of their time looking at the sea.
Because Qi Zhen said that once the team learns about the C-virus infection through any other channels, it will only cause trouble for themselves.
Apart from being a bit boring, it was also a rare moment of relaxation for the team after entering this game.
Three days later, the pad showed that the virus infection had finally reached 99.99%, and the remaining 0.01% could not even be seen on the map.
Qi Zhen should naturally know where to look. He zoomed in on the map and found the "country" that was only 0.44 square kilometers in size.
The so-called little green among thousands of reds is nothing more than this.
Qi Zhen did not plan to take the land route again during this trip, because there were so many opportunities to obtain other information that he could not think of how to avoid the risk of obtaining other information.
Qi Zhen's usual behavior was that she was afraid that she would not get enough information, so she deliberately covered her ears not to find out any information. This was the first time for him.
As for the reason, he planned to keep it until the end when the team was about to leave the game, and then tell his teammates.
Boarding a cruise ship bound for Europe, the three of them were like three ordinary tourists, boarding public transportation for the first time after leaving the country.
Of course, the assistance of Sai Zhen Sharingan's ability is indispensable, but compared with dealing with the face recognition system, it is much easier for him to pay ordinary people.
After crossing the Atlantic Ocean and arriving at the Mediterranean Sea, after a long voyage of 15,000 kilometers, which lasted for half a month, the three members of the team finally arrived at this country that made people have mixed feelings - Country Y.
Before getting off the boat, Qi Zhen put He Li and Zhaka directly into the human race bag. Before seeing the real enemy, it would undoubtedly be easier for Qi Zhen to move by herself.
If Zhaka could come in handy in the subsequent battles, Qi Zhen would mind letting him out to help him fight. As for He Li, he just wanted to keep her in the human race bag until the end of the game. a good choice.
The center of L city is the Vatican. After so long, Qi Zhen set foot on this land again, and she really felt a sense of destiny that she didn't know where to start.
Judging from the pad, this is the only place in the world that is still green, and the rest are all red.
At this time, Qi Zhen was standing at the door of the cathedral in the center of the Vatican, looking at the magnificent building in front of her and sighing.
After entering the Vatican, it was obviously broad daylight, but there was not even a trace of people on the surrounding streets. The sunny weather gave Qi Zhen an unreasonable sense of eeriness. It was not known whether it was for the team's mission, but the system Those obstructive NPCs have been cleared away.
The priest who greeted him at the door, Qi Zhen, looked familiar. He was the same one who greeted him before. The priest smiled slightly when he saw Qi Zhen and said softly: "You must be the respected Mr. Qi."
Qi Zhen was still wanted by the government of Country Y. Naturally, she did some tricks to disguise herself before coming, but she didn't expect that the other party would see it at a glance, so he was a little surprised: "Damn, you can recognize this!? "
Facts have proved that things in this world are just boring repetitions. For example, Qi Zhen once again forgot that the other party did not understand the meaning of her words at all.
"The Pope has foreseen that you will come here, so please come with me." The leading priest saluted Qi Zhen, turned around and walked into the church.
The first floor of the church is an extremely empty hall, and the towering dome makes people extremely small. The last time Qi Zhen came here, she didn't have the heart to observe carefully. This time, she could finally slow down and appreciate the interior of the church carefully. A strong sense of history.
The priest who greeted Qi Zhen did not rush Qi Zhen. Instead, he stood in the center of the hall and looked at Qi Zhen with a smile on his face, as if he was waiting for something.
Qi Zhen’s knowledge of several great figures of the European Renaissance, such as Raphael and Michelangelo, was limited to the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles game, but she was still shocked by these exquisite murals and sculptures.
Qi Zhen really wanted to release those two people, but after thinking about it, she gave up.
Standing at the bottom of the church, you can directly see the circular dome, but it does not mean that the building has only one floor.
Qi Zhen knew that this building had seven floors, and that old guy who could barely walk was in his room on the seventh floor.
The last time he came here, he had slandered the Pope for asking him to climb such a tall building every day at such an old age. Aren't people here afraid of making him tired?
Thinking about it now, I feel a little helpless. It turns out that this church was not originally meant for the Pope to climb, but for myself to climb.
Qi Zhen has been secretly adjusting her physical condition, and her understanding of these arts is only at a shocking level.
He took a deep breath and said to the priest in white opposite him: "I'm ready, come on."
