I have a poisonous snake

Chapter 233 Return of the Doomsday 27
The Chosen One also exhausted his powers and went back to rest tired.

Ye Luo released the state of the hungry ghost, and ran back to the city wall excitedly, only to find that she was thrown down by her sister again.

"Can you go? Do you want me to hold you?"

Ye Baimian looked at She, who was walking with a limping face, with a tight bun face, and wanted to pinch his cheek with itchy hands.

Children are so cute, so tender and soft.

He stopped and looked at her strangely.

"Are you perverted? Laughing like this at a child."

"You're not a child, so what's the matter?"

Ye Baimian couldn't help pinching his face, and hugged him, "Where do you live?"

He struggled uncomfortably, turned his face and reported an address, with a flash of emotion in his eyes.

She came there with him in her arms and put him down.

She sat on the bed and thanked him awkwardly.

He looked up at her to leave, huddled into a ball, hugged his knees tightly, the expression in his eyes changed several times.

His leg was scratched in the crowd of zombies. After turning into a child, his combat effectiveness also declined. On the way back to the base, a zombie lying on the ground grabbed his ankle.

Even the Chosen One will mutate into a zombie after being infected by the zombie virus.

Only samples of the doctor's antidote have been developed, the equipment has not been shipped back, and the finished product has not yet been produced.

Die, or become a zombie?

He lifted up his trousers and took a look. The wound on his ankle began to turn black and purple, and the melanin of the virus had spread to his hands.

The blue veins on the back of his hand turned black, especially conspicuous under the white skin.

There was a struggle in She's eyes, and she finally stood up and left the room.

He doesn't want to die yet.

……

Ye Baimian walked halfway, and suddenly found that the list had changed. The number of the person at the top of the list suddenly changed from red to black, and a question mark appeared behind the name.

what's going on?
An ominous premonition flashed across her heart, and she hurriedly turned and ran back.

Pushing open the door, the room was empty, the windows were not closed, and the wind came in, blowing the curtains erratically.

There was a hint of darkness in the room, and she squatted down to get a little blood on the floor.

he is injured?

Being injured in the zombie group is tantamount to becoming the biggest infected body.

Is he infected?
……

That night, the antidote sample developed by the doctor was stolen, but a sophisticated production method was left on the laboratory bench.

The doctor looked at the list and stopped the people at the base from searching for the person who stole the sample.

"With this data, the sample is no longer important. Moreover, it is just a sample, and it does not guarantee the complete removal of the zombie virus."

The leader of the base asked his subordinates to step back and asked a question that he had always cared about.

"Can this antidote restore those zombies to their previous appearance?"

After all, there are many zombies, they are relatives of the surviving humans, if they can recover, then...

The doctor ruthlessly shattered the fantasy of the base leader, "I am an antidote, not a life-saving medicine. Those zombies are already dead and cannot be saved."

He paused, then continued:

"The finished medicine of this medicine is only effective for people who were scratched by zombies within an hour."

"So those who have turned into zombies have no effect?"

The base leader was a little disappointed, but then cheered up.

Although the established facts cannot be reversed, at least it can save the surviving humans, which is also a good thing.

　Seventeen
　　
　
(End of this chapter)