Apocalyptic waste

"Lin An?" Song Yan's calm expression suddenly turned cold, and a fierce and blood-thirsty light shot out from his eyes, "Do you know Lin An?"

For a moment, Li Muran felt as if he was being stared at by a wolf, with cold sweat on his back, afraid of irritating him, he managed to control his steps back, "It's not...it's not acquaintance, just seeing I've met...isn't he your friend?" She stammered, feeling a little guilty, it was the first time she knew that he could change his face so quickly.

When she finished speaking, that terrible feeling disappeared. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard Song Yan say in a deep voice, "Lin An hurt me."

"What?" Li Muran was startled, thinking that she had heard it wrong, but her intuition told her that it might be the truth.

"Lin An is amazing, help me remember." Song Yan did not get angry this time, but said another sentence very patiently, but the meaning of the second half sentence is a bit deep, making people puzzled .

Since he said it himself, Li Muran naturally wouldn't doubt it, and immediately nodded in agreement, firmly reminding himself that Lin An is a villain who harmed his friends, so he should stay away from it.

"How did you enter the research institute based on your position?" After talking about Lin An, Song Yan didn't immediately ask Li Muran to send him back, but asked another question.

Li Muran was still wondering why he wasn't curious about how he could use his abilities, but he didn't know that he had simply forgotten the conversation between the two of them. After hesitating for a while, he still answered honestly: "When I use abilities, my brain doesn't know how to use them." The surrounding terrain and environment will emerge in it.”

"Idiot!" Song Yan cursed suddenly, "In the future, don't ask anyone about supernatural powers, even the closest people."

Li Muran was confused by the scolding at first, but when she heard the next sentence, she was immediately moved, so she responded sympathetically, even though she knew in her heart that she was not really outspoken, it was because of his sudden question just now, He couldn't think of any other excuse for a while, and he still regarded him as the teacher, so he blurted out the truth.If she had to change someone, even if she couldn't find an excuse, she would probably keep silent.

"Help me remember the following words." Seeing that she was obedient, Song Yan nodded and said, "It's best to find a paper and write it down."

A strange feeling rose in Li Muran's heart, but he didn't want to understand what the problem was. Hearing this, he was just a little embarrassed: "Director, I don't have a pen and paper." Who would want to bring a pen and paper now, especially when she came to save others .

"You keep it in your heart first, and wait until you get to the research institute, find a notebook and a pen there, and then write it down." Song Yan said, seemingly insisting.

Ganqing hasn't given up on returning to the research institute yet.Li Muran was a little frustrated, and felt that the chatter just now was useless, but after all, he was in awe of him, so he agreed.

"The Dongzhou Base is using people with supernatural abilities to conduct experiments." Song Yan began to speak word by word, as if this could imprint these words in Li Muran's mind so that she would not forget them. "They have developed drugs that can suppress the abilities of supernatural beings, and extracted some special substances from zombies and mutated animals and plants, injected them into the human body, and tried to create new races and abilities."

Li Muran didn't expect to hear such a secret, and couldn't help feeling chills in his heart. Thinking of the picture he saw in the research institute before, he couldn't help but feel a strong anger, and subconsciously wanted to do something, so for The idea of ​​opposing Song Yan's return to the research institute faintly became less firm.

"Every eight hours, they will give me an injection of inhibitory agent. This drug takes effect about half an hour after the injection. It can be speculated that the duration of its effect is about eight hours, four and 10 minutes. This drug It can also be taken orally...it can be taken orally..." Speaking of this, something seemed to flash through his mind, but he couldn't catch it because it was too fast, but it should have something to do with why he was sure that the ability-suppressing medicine could be taken orally.If he couldn't think of it, he stopped thinking about it, so as not to confuse his thinking again, and then he said what he wanted to remember: "In addition to the ability-suppressing agent, they will also inject me with mutant biological extracts, so that I will not be able to live or die. No... I will repay them one by one. These must be written down word by word." Otherwise, he was afraid that he would forget even these hatreds one day.

"I have a problem with my memory. Sometimes I forget or misremember some things. This should be related to Lin An's ability. You remember, but don't tell others." This matter cannot be hidden, many people know better than one person Know.

Li Muran was feeling uncomfortable and resentful for what happened to him, and when he heard this, he finally understood why he always asked himself to remember for him, and a strange feeling of being dependent inevitably arose in his heart.

"Remember?"

Li Muran came back to his senses and nodded quickly, but Song Yan still asked her to repeat it again, and once again told her to take notes on a paper to pass the test. It was a bit like when the intern director of the hospital made rounds and analyzed cases.

"Now use your ability to check the research institute and its surroundings." Song Yan said again.

Li Muran agreed, but suddenly remembered that Song Yan might not have eaten much, so he handed him the dry food and water he had brought, and then began to extend his mental power to investigate as promised.

Song Yan hadn't eaten since entering the research institute. He had supplemented some necessary nutrients and water for the body through intravenous injection. He was already so hungry that his stomach hurt. It wasn't until the water was slightly warm that I swallowed it slowly. After taking a few sips like this, I stopped, picked up the pancake that was as dry and hard as a stone, bit a little, and held it in my mouth like I drank water before, waiting for the saliva to dry up. After it softens, it begins to chew and swallow.He hadn't eaten for many days, so he should have some light liquid food, but now there is no such condition at all, so naturally he wouldn't force others to make things difficult for him or waste his energy complaining.

"The courtyard above is still the same as before, and there is no movement." When he was eating and drinking, Li Muran reported the situation scanned by his mental power one by one.She is also a lazy mind, and if there are other people with strong abilities around her, she will leave everything to others to deal with, unless the other party's IQ is less than hers, or they have too many thoughts, which makes her afraid to trust.Just like when she was with Zhang Yi and the others before, she only listened to orders and acted, but seldom offered opinions.

"There are a lot of people searching in the institute with guns. When we go back now, we may run into them just in time." Out of consideration for her own safety, she couldn't help but add a sentence later.

"Huh?" After searching and searching, but found nothing special, Li Muran was about to take back his mental power, but for some reason, he tentatively scanned the bottom of the research institute, and unexpectedly let her see something more. Unbelievable scene. "Director, there are two floors below the research institute. The first floor contains mutated animals and plants. The bottom floor is filled with zombies, which are different from the zombies we usually see..."

Song Yan stopped eating, "Describe it in detail." He was in a trance most of the time during the few days he was imprisoned, and he didn't know that there were other levels below the research institute.It was everything he knew, and the researcher who was doing the experiment felt that he couldn't come out again, so he chatted with him when he was doing the experiment.Not out of any good intentions, but purely because they are proud of the research they have done but have no way to share it with outsiders.

"The second and third floors are all large and small cages. I can't tell what kind of material they are made of. Mutant animals and zombies are kept inside. Plants are cultivated in transparent nutrient tanks, but the nutrient tanks It seems to be sealed, and the plants are much smaller than those outside. Inside are some very vicious mutant creatures, some of which have never been seen before. As for the zombies, they are even more strange, and some have squid-like tentacles growing on their bodies... …No, it’s actually more like vines of mutated plants, and some crawl limply in cages, like meat worms, some have wings, and look like birds...” At this point, Li Muran suddenly stopped, and after a while, It took a while to look at Song Yan in horror: "It can't be a zombie-like mutant creature." What the hell are those researchers doing!

Song Yan's face became as cold as a millennium's ice, but he did not express any opinion on this, but asked, "Are there any researchers on the second and third floors?"

"Yes, the second and third floors are larger, and there are more researchers, but I didn't see anyone coming up from below two days ago... Wait, I'll take a look." Li Muran said doubtfully, and then seemed to remember What, mental power searched the entire second and third floors carefully, and finally said with certainty: "Those people should be eating and lodging inside, and there is a room with a kitchen and a bedroom on the other side." Thinking of Lin An's pale With a haggard face and a haggard look, Li Muran suddenly wondered if he just went out from here. He was locked up in this kind of place every day, and what he faced were all perverted things. It would be strange if he didn't become a psychopath.

"Look for the passage and opening method between the three floors." Song Yan ordered again, while he picked up the cold and hard pancake and continued to eat it.His powers are already recovering, and his physical strength must also keep up, otherwise all ideas can only be empty talk.

The advantage of Li Muran's ability is that all channels cannot be concealed from her mental power, but how to control it, without anyone demonstrating it, even if she sees it clearly, she can't do anything about it.Song Yan asked her, who knew nothing about machinery and various electronic instruments, to look for self-destruct devices and monitoring facilities in the laboratory, which was of course useless.

"You..." Song Yan wanted to lose his temper, but suddenly remembered that the other party was not his subordinate. In the end, he could only raise his hand and rub his forehead, feeling sorry for such a miraculous ability.He didn't know that even if he really yelled at him, Li Muran would just listen obediently, and would not become angry and leave him behind. Who made him her teacher, and the majesty of this teacher was not in her heart because of his previous nakedness? and memory loss.

"You count carefully, the number of researchers on each floor, are they all carrying weapons?" Song Yan ordered again when he calmed down.

While Li Muran was counting the heads according to his words, she inexplicably remembered how her teacher asked her to count the pulse, respiration and heart rhythm of the patient. The more she counted, the more chaotic she became.This is really not a very good memory, she hurriedly put back her distracted mind so as not to be affected.It's just why he let himself inquire so clearly?Do you really want to go back?Thinking of this, her face became a little bitter, so she felt that something was wrong when she counted.

"You can't count?" Song Yan ran out of patience, and his tone became dangerous. Obviously, the experience of the past few days made his already bad temper even more irritable.