Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

In the grocery room, two people stood opposite each other.

"Doctor Cheng, do you want to talk to me?"

Xie Min was straightforward, so Dr. Cheng also got straight to the point: "I mentioned the matter of test subject 013 to the base before. I wonder if Captain Xie knows about it."

Seeing Xie Min nod calmly, Dr. Cheng said, "In the rush before, there was little mention of 013, so it may not have attracted much attention."

"013 was the teacher's sole experimental subject. Even I have no way of knowing his uniqueness, but the teacher told me before he died."

Dr. Cheng's expression became solemn and serious.

"013 is currently the most likely experimental subject to decipher the zombie virus's infinite reproduction."

Obviously, the importance of 013 is immeasurable.

His teacher was a medical virologist who enjoyed absolute fame in the field, but he was also a fanatical lunatic.

He is obsessed with the study of viruses and lamented that the zombie virus is the most successful and perfect virus in the world. In order to find a way to break the zombie virus, he does not hesitate to use live experiments, interfere with it through various drug injections, and countless experimental values ​​to achieve his goal.

But unfortunately, as he said, the zombie virus is the most successful and perfect virus, it is impeccable.

In the past twenty years, the teacher's research has still not made any breakthrough progress.

Until a few months ago, he suddenly became extremely excited, conducting experiments in the small building almost without sleep, and announced that he was about to defeat the zombie virus.

This result made everyone excited, but the subsequent zombie invasion disrupted all plans.

Subject 013 escaped.

This bad news almost broke the teacher's will. In the subsequent zombie invasions, the research institute fell and the teacher ultimately did not survive.

At the last moment, the teacher told him the importance of 013 and some of its characteristics.

Dr. Cheng looked at Xie Min, his tone serious and sincere: "District 013 is the main combat force of the base, and you are the controller of District , so I hope Captain Xie can send people to search for as soon as possible."

After a moment of silence, Xie Min clearly heard his own answer: "Okay."

This conversation did not last too long. Everyone outside had not gone to bed yet, except Song Xun, who was leaning against the wall, curled up under the quilt, not moving at all as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

He was completely unaware and did not react to the sound of Xie Min's approaching footsteps and the sound of someone lying down beside him.

Moonlight filtered in through the doors and windows, illuminating the floor.

Xie Min's eyes fell on the ceiling, staring into the darkness.

He suddenly closed his eyes, as if he had made some kind of decision.

Song Xun, who had his eyes closed, suddenly heard the sound of someone turning over beside him, and then his body fell into a strong embrace.

He wasn't quite sure why he was pretending to sleep, but at this moment he didn't even dare to move, for fear that Xie Min would find out that he was pretending to sleep.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes...

Xie Min had no intention of letting go, his steady breathing sending hot air continuously falling on his sensitive ears.

Song Xun began to regret his decision. He closed his eyes and pretended to turn over in his sleep, temporarily breaking away from Xie Min's arms.

He was amazed at his own wit. The next second, the familiar arm was placed on his waist again, and Song Xun fell into Xie Min's arms again.

What was even worse was that this time he was facing Xie Min, with his entire face buried in Xie Min's chest.

Breathing became a little difficult and became a little rapid.

Song Xun was discouraged and stopped moving as if he had given up. In the end, he actually fell asleep with the sound of his regular heartbeat beside his ears.

Xie Min opened his eyes.

Song Xun felt the furry touch on his chest, and it was obvious that he had fallen asleep. His originally tense body softened and he rubbed against his arms.

The tip of the dagger was pressed against the white back of the neck, and Xie Min's hand was steady.

A tiny wound appeared.

With a press of the finger, the chip less than two millimeters thick was taken out.

A series of actions were completed in an instant without any sound, as if nothing had happened.

Song Xun seemed to be in a dream. He was lying on the ground, with countless ants approaching from all directions and climbing along his torso.

Song Xun was startled and woke up with goose bumps all over his body.

It was still dark and he wasn't sure how long he had slept.

Song Xun blinked with lingering fear and realized something was wrong.

The tentacles of his consciousness spread freely in his sleep, conducting spontaneous exploration with the center. Those black spots were not ants at all.

Song Xun woke up Xie Min immediately, and said in a tense voice: "There are zombies, a lot of them."

They are moving densely in one direction, and the place where they are is their only way. If they don't leave, this place will be surrounded by countless zombies.

He Ji, who was sitting by the door keeping watch, looked at the quiet street outside with a blank look on his face: "No."

Xie Min immediately stood up, showing his complete belief in Song Xun's words: "Prepare to evacuate."

In less than a minute, they finished packing and got in the car to leave.

Xie Min asked Wang Ke who was about to get in the back seat, "Can you drive?"

Wang Ke nodded: "Yes."

Xie Min threw the keys to him and sat in the passenger seat.

If they really encounter a lot of zombies, Xie Min, who is driving the car, cannot fully focus on dealing with the zombies.

Wang Ke drove very steadily, but it was obviously not very suitable in this situation. Only after being urged by Xie Min did he speed up.

He didn't quite believe the words of a teenager from the beginning, and he didn't encounter a large number of zombies on the road.

Therefore, not much attention was paid to it.

Song Xun closed his eyes, letting his consciousness sink into emptiness and whiteness, and searched for the weakest spot among the gathering black spots.

The car drove towards the location pointed out by Song Xun.

Five minutes later, the number of zombies on the road suddenly increased, and they moved in groups towards the convenience store.

Two cars sped through the zombie-filled streets, using their supernatural powers to attack the zombies chasing along the way and clear a path.

More zombies rushed over and blocked the middle of the road.

Wang Ke’s face turned pale.

"Just run over them." Xie Min focused on dealing with the zombies outside. The sharp ice cones with cold light attacked the approaching zombies, isolating them from a safe area.

Wang Ke stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward. The zombies in the middle of the road were knocked away, but there were still countless zombies behind.

He was completely panicked and his hands were shaking as he gripped the steering wheel.

Due to an operational error, the car hit the corner of the road and suddenly overturned.

In just a moment, the car window on Dr. Cheng's side shattered, and the zombie's black hand climbed on the window and stuck its head in.

The sharp teeth were less than half a finger away from his shoulder. Dr. Cheng had no time to dodge at this time. His eyes could only weakly reflect the image of the zombie opening its mouth to bite him.

——The zombie stopped without any warning and gave up biting as if it was being controlled.

Dr. Cheng's first reaction was not fear or relief, but to turn around suddenly.

His image is always gentle but not rude, but at this moment, he becomes sharp.

When Song Xun's eyes met Dr. Cheng's, his heart tightened and his mental tentacles lost contact.

Fortunately, Xie Min leaned forward and grabbed the steering wheel, and with a grim look on his face, he stabilized the car, thus avoiding the tragedy of them being crushed by the pile of zombies.