Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

The leech's strength was astonishingly great, and it was unclear whether it was intentional or not, but it did not hold back at all.

"Gah~"

Parker's cervical vertebrae made a creepy friction sound and were almost broken. In an instant, his whole face was distorted and turned purple, looking like a ghost.

However, his eyes were exceptionally calm, without the slightest ripple, like a pool of stagnant water.

"You have also seen the power of the mutant tyrant."

"In the future, it will become stronger and stronger. I don't understand why there won't be a next time."

Although breathing was extremely difficult and pronunciation was extremely laborious, Parker still asked word by word, even in a leisurely manner.

"Fuck! You're a fucking lunatic!"

Suddenly, the leech loosened his neck like lightning and shook his hands vigorously, leaving many tiny bloody holes on his palms and fingertips.

There were several circles of fine, pale bone spurs on Parker's neck, but they were quickly disappearing.

Leech was right, Parker was indeed a madman, an absolute madman.

When there were not enough living samples, he would experiment on himself. In less than a year, he had turned himself into half human, half ghost.

At the same time, Parker is also a genius, a biological genius rarely seen in a century.

The bone spur that just appeared on his neck was the mutation caused by the fusion of the hedgehog gene. Just with this, he can beat those Nobel Prize winners.

In just a few seconds, the bone spur disappeared and the skin was intact, but a red and purple pinch mark was left on Parker's neck.

He twisted his neck, touched his red and swollen throat subconsciously, and asked again in a hoarse voice.

"Leech, why don't you tell me why there is no next chance?"

Leech raised his hand and looked at his palm. The wound was healing rapidly, visible to the naked eye. His voice was muffled.

"Why? We have been targeted by that freak. If we attack again, we will be surrounded and killed."

The freak he was referring to was naturally Du Weiguo. After hearing his explanation, Parker became even more puzzled:

"Targeted? What does that mean? We've been discovered?"

"Fuck!" Leech cursed angrily. He raised his eyes and glared at Parker fiercely:
"Can't you sense the danger?"

Upon hearing this, Parker shrugged and replied confidently:

"Please, I'm just a fragile researcher. I'm not like you people with special abilities who fight all day long. Of course I can't sense any danger."

"Vulnerable?"

Leech subconsciously glanced at the blood stains on his hands that had not yet completely dried.

No one knew better than him the force that had just been used in his hands. Even if Parker's neck was made of steel or bronze, it would have been broken.

In fact, Leech was really curious about the extent to which Parker's body had been transformed, but he also knew that now was not the time to dwell on these things.

Suppressing his distracting thoughts, he said in a deep voice:
"Parker, although I don't know what methods that freak used, I can be sure that we have been targeted by him."

"We are being targeted. Are you sure?" Parker adjusted the frame of his glasses, and a fierce light suddenly flashed under the lenses.

"Sure." Leech nodded.

Parker raised his head and looked at the huge fleet of transport planes landing in the distance, his brows slightly raised:
“Leech, if your perception is correct and we have been targeted, then there is no need for him to make such a big fuss.

You don't even need to come here in person, just mobilize artillery or bombers to cover this hill, and we'll be game over, right?"

Leech shook his head and said in a somewhat awkward way:

"No, it's not the kind of targeting you think. He has noticed us now, but he probably can't lock on to our specific location yet."

"What?" Parker spread his hands, looking like he didn't understand and asked her to speak human language.

"Intuition! Do you understand?" Leech was a little embarrassed and tried hard to explain.

"It's the intuition that comes from walking between life and death for a long time. I'm sure he has set his sights on us now."

"Moreover, as long as we attack again, he will definitely find a way to lock us directly."

This time, Parker understood. He frowned and thought for a long time before speaking.

"You mean we have no choice but to leave now?"

"Leave?" The corners of Leech's mouth twitched, and his eyes were obscure.

"Even if you want to leave now, it may not be that easy."

Meanwhile, Erkilet Airport has been transformed into a giant military camp.

The three emergency support troops, with more than 10,000 elite special forces, have all landed safely and are now organizing themselves.

"Boom boom boom! Look to the right!"

The thunderous footsteps and the loud and clear commands that came one after another made people's blood boil.

However, Du Weiguo didn't care about all this at the moment. He walked quickly up to Miss Hu and got straight to the point.

"Hu Da, tell me, what is the current situation? And the origin of the living dead, have you found any clues?"

Miss Hu didn't hesitate:

"Right now, there are a total of seven towns experiencing the plague of the living dead. I have already sent people to control six of them, and there is still one town where I have no one to send to."

"Which city?"

"50 kilometers southeast of Kayseri, Kahramanmaras."

"What is the total population of the city?"

"Less than 4."

"Guide troops?"

"Have."

"Ellie!" After a few quick questions and answers, Du Weiguo had already grasped the current situation and shouted behind him.

"Sir, I'm here. What can I do for you?" Ellie, dressed in military uniform, trotted up to him and answered in a solemn voice.

"Rest here. Lead all the Dumo to set off in half an hour. The target is Kahramanmarasra City. Requirements: destroy all the "living dead" and burn and bury them on the spot. You can make a decision on the spot."

"Yes! Promise to complete the mission!"

Ellie answered loudly without saying a word, and immediately turned around and ran to the Dumo team.

"Everyone! Rest here! Eat, check weapons and equipment. Move squadron, check vehicles immediately, and set off in half an hour!"

After not seeing her for a long time, the killer temperament of Ellie has disappeared completely. She is like a female warrior in the army, exuding an iron-blooded aura from head to toe.

"Yes!" Following her order, 2000 Dumo responded in unison.

Immediately, most of the people sat down, started eating, and checked their guns, while a small number of people turned around and ran towards the vehicles.

"Tsk, tsk." Miss Hu smacked her lips, her eyes full of satisfaction and undisguised possessiveness.

"This is the Dumo Brigade that the little girl Moran from Siam put together. It's well done and quite interesting indeed."

Facts have proved that Moran and Guo Fu are not really mean people. Sometimes, Miss Hu does act recklessly and overbearingly.

After all, the fierce harem dispute among the evil gods was caused by her.

For example, now, Guo Fu is still present, and she has revealed her intention of encroachment without any concealment, which is simply an eye drop.

Yes, Du Weiguo was ultimately unable to defeat Guo Fu, so she had to lead the team herself. She was right, unless their limbs were broken, they could not be stopped.

Seeing that Miss Hu's eyes turned to Kunpeng again, Guo Fu was so angry that her face turned pale and her fists clenched and made a banging sound. Du Weiguo suddenly felt overwhelmed and quickly stepped to the side to block her sight:
"Okay, stop looking and tell me, what on earth are these living dead people?"

Miss Hu glanced at Guo Fu with a half-smile, then replied quietly:
"They are all living people who were infected by an unknown virus, and then resurrected after a short period of suspended animation. They are mentally ill patients who have lost their human consciousness."

"A mental patient?" Du Weiguo frowned.

"Yeah, that's right, a mental patient."

Miss Hu took out her cigarette box, took out a cigarette for herself, and handed one to Du Weiguo.

“They are all living people, retaining most human characteristics, but they are manic, violent, bloodthirsty, have greatly enhanced physical strength, have no sense of pain, are always hungry, and are full of aggressive desires.

After a pause, Miss Hu reached into Du Weiguo's pocket and took out a lighter.

First, she lit a cigarette for him, then lit one for herself, and finally naturally put the lighter into her pocket before continuing:
"All of the above are consistent with the characteristics of a severely mentally ill patient. Therefore, the plague of the living dead should be caused by some kind of contagious virus."

While smoking, Du Weiguo turned his head away, pretending not to notice Guo Fu's murderous look.

"Hu Da, is this your judgment?"

"Yes, that's my judgment." Miss Hu nodded:
"But the analysis results are basically consistent with those from the Pasteur Institute. In addition, they found an unknown virus on the surface of the living dead, in their saliva, and in their blood."

"Mental patient? Contagious virus?"

Du Weiguo's facial lines tightened and his eyes narrowed like a cold blade.

"So, this virus is transmitted through blood?"

"Yes."

Miss Hu exhaled the smoke slowly and did not forget to give Guo Fu a look.

When Du Weiguo arrived, she felt like she had a backbone and the heavy burden on her shoulders was lifted. She even had the mood to tease Guo Fu.

"What about the initial source of transmission? Have you found it?"

Hearing this question, Miss Hu's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she gritted her teeth and said:
"We found out. These bastards poisoned the bakery."

"Bakery?" Du Weiguo was a little surprised, but then he understood.

The eating habits in Persia are somewhere between the East and the West. People eat both rice and flour, but bread is still the staple food.

As for food like bread, it is not convenient or realistic to bake it at home, so most people choose to buy it from the store.

Therefore, poisoning in bakeries is indeed a very effective method.

"That's right, those damn bastards, they poisoned the flour that the bakery was going to use the next day."

"What about the poisoner? Are there any clues?" Du Weiguo asked.

Miss Hu shook her head and said helplessly:
"No, the city is in chaos, and all clues are lost."

Come to think of it, all the poisoned cities have been hit by an outbreak of the "Zombie" plague, causing countless casualties and a chaotic collapse of order, which is enough to obliterate any clues.

Du Weiguo let out a long breath and said in a muffled voice, "Have you taken enough precautions?"

Miss Hu nodded, then shook her head:

"Three days ago, after the method of poisoning was discovered, all bakeries and commercial restaurants in the entire eastern Persia, and even in the whole of Persia, were closed."

"However, no one can guarantee that these beasts will not poison in other ways."

Miss Hu's handling of matters has always been highly effective, and this is already the most optimized way of handling matters, but her concerns are indeed real.

Bakeries and restaurants can be closed, but people still have to eat, and we can’t cover people’s mouths anyway.

Since these beasts can poison the bakery, there is no guarantee that they will not poison the grain store, the butcher shop, the vegetable market, or even the well.

"Hu Da, there are samples of the living dead in Kayseri, right?"

"of course."

"Come on, show me around."

In the basement of Miss Hu's residence, in several temporary independent cells, Du Weiguo saw the living dead.

"Boom boom~"

Seeing someone approaching, several zombies immediately pounced over, and the iron fence, as thick as a duck egg, was shaken by their collisions.

Their eyes, or rather theirs, were a strange deathly grey, their expressions were hideous, sticky saliva was constantly flowing from their mouths, and they were roaring unconsciously.

Although they still look like humans, they have lost their human consciousness.

Miss Hu turned on a high-powered flashlight, and several zombies immediately rushed towards the beam of light, roaring like wild beasts.

She said calmly:

"Their vision has been extremely weakened, almost blind, and they can only sense strong light, but their hearing and sense of smell have all been enhanced.

Moreover, their speed and strength have increased, they have no sense of pain, and no thoughts, only a strong desire to attack. "

Sure enough, upon hearing her voice, the zombies immediately gave up chasing the light column and turned to pounce on her.

"Every pore of these zombies carries the virus. They are mobile sources of the virus. Even if you only get a tiny scratch, you will be infected."

"Bang!" Having said this, she suddenly pulled out her pistol and decisively pulled the trigger.

A naked female zombie had her heart shattered by a bullet in an instant, and she fell backwards to the ground like a wooden stake.

Miss Hu's cold voice sounded again.

"Although they no longer feel pain, their vital organs are still there. If they are fatally injured by a normal person, they will still die."

She pointed the gun at a cell in the far corner.

There lay a dying, skeleton-like zombie, trying to stretch an arm out from between the bars in an attempt to tear apart the living.

"Moreover, their metabolic rate is much faster than that of ordinary people. If they do not eat or drink water for a long time, they will become dehydrated and extremely weak."

"Like this, it takes about 26 hours without water or food."

As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled the trigger again and shot its head off.

Miss Hu has now completely let go of her killing spree. Killing is as natural to her as eating and drinking. Her expression is calm without any fluctuation.

"Du Da, what do you think?"

Du Weiguo was just about to speak when the Nightmare suddenly jumped to his legs, and the huge dog head rubbed his hand hard, with desire in its eyes.

Even though the mental connection was broken, Du Weiguo still understood its meaning in seconds.

It wants to eat! What to eat? Of course, it wants to eat the living dead in front of it.
Du Weiguo quickly exchanged glances with Miss Hu. It was obvious that she also understood Nightmare's desire, and she nodded with interest.

"Eat!" After pondering for a few seconds, Du Weiguo patted Nightmare's big head.

"Shh!"

The Nightmare's dog eyes turned blood red in an instant, and several dark red vines extended from its tail, stabbing at the living dead behind the fence like snakes.

"Gulu, Gulu~"

The next second, a creepy sucking sound was heard, and several living dead men became visibly shriveled.

"Sigh~"

Guo Fu, Du Tie, and Chunsheng were all so frightened that they gasped and subconsciously covered their mouths to prevent themselves from screaming.

The world is getting more and more crazy. Today, they actually saw a monster with their own eyes! (End of this chapter)