Zombie king system

Chapter 165 The Dirty Basement
Jin Beibei didn't know that when he went back this time, the city would be full of wind and rain waiting for him.

Wang Zihe's tears and snot seemed to flow endlessly, and his whole face was sticky and wet. When the smoke in the smoke bomb finally dispersed, and there was no such irritating smell around, the door was finally blocked by someone. Open.

Xu Ye walked in from the outside, he was still looking at his hand, which was covered with thick gauze, not only was the wound filled with various anti-inflammatory substances, Xu Ye also made an exception and gave himself a dose of tetanus, The so-called inflammation and cold are nothing to Xu Ye. What really scares Xu Ye is the ubiquitous T virus, especially for ordinary people like him who often come into contact with the T virus. The chance of infection is too high.

Originally, Xu Ye's daily life was to study crystal nuclei, observe the process of humans turning into zombies, and then create a few mutants to increase his strength.

There is actually another house next to the prison cell, but that house is much shorter, but much deeper, because the room is full of corpses.

Mutants seem to be less powerful than mutant zombies, nor are they as powerful as biochemical humans, but even so, it is not so easy to create mutants successfully. For Xu Ye, the probability of creating mutants is only about 40.00%, that is to say If ten people are lucky, only four of them can successfully become mutants. As for the others, they either become zombies because of the T virus in the crystal nucleus, or die directly because they can't bear the power.

Whether it's a corpse or a crystal nucleus, this basement must be full of T-viruses everywhere, so Xu Ye is more careful with his wounds, for fear of being targeted by the T-virus. He doesn't want to become a zombie yet. I want to live on like this until the era when the T virus can be completely solved.

Xu Ye saw that Wang Zihe was so weak that he couldn't even stand up, especially with tears and snot all over his face, and his appearance was really unreliable, which made Xu Ye's agitated heart suddenly cool down.

"Come here, tie this woman up for me and put it on the test bench." Xu Ye said coldly.

Several mutants immediately walked into the house and were about to tie up Zihe.

Wang Zihe's eyes were somewhat blurred by his own tears, he could only vaguely watch the two figures walking towards him, but he couldn't see each other's appearance clearly.

"Don't come here, or don't blame me for being rude." Wang Zihe waved his arm, wanting to expose his tough side, but obviously even if she was tough, she couldn't be the opponent of these mutants.

In a few strokes, Wang Zihe was tied up and couldn't move, the mutants threw Wang Zihe onto the test bench, and one of the mutants flattered Xu Ye: "Doctor, do you want to wash this stinky bitch with water. "

The current Prince River does look a bit unappetizing.

The mutant thought he would be appreciated by Xu Ye, but Xu Ye said sternly: "What are you washing for? I don't know how precious water is, right? You have to wash with what you drink, not mine."

The mutant was naturally unwilling to wash Wang Zihe's face with the water he drank, so he could only retreat in embarrassment.

Looking at Wang Zihe who was unable to move on the test bench, Xu Ye lost that kind of thought. However, Xu Ye planned to use Wang Zihe to do an experiment, such as the experiment on biochemical humans.

Although biochemical humans can only be done with corpses, some steps can be done while people are still alive. Wang Zihe can't die now because she is Xu Ye's last bargaining chip against Jin Beibei and the others. If Wang Zihe was going to be killed, the chips would be gone.

Looking at the various neurotoxins next to the test bench, Xu Ye began to think, what kind of biochemical talent should Wang Zihe make?
After Jiang Panpan placed the three children in the cave, she hurried towards the base. The three-meter-high wall was like a railing to her, and she jumped over it with both hands.

The soldiers patrolling around just saw Jiang Panpan jumping in from the outside of the wall, and they were so scared that they hurriedly pointed their guns at Jiang Panpan.

"Who?" These people saw that Jiang Panpan jumped in. They thought it was impossible for zombies to climb over the three-meter-high wall, so they didn't shoot randomly, but stood still and began to question Jiang Panpan.

Jiang Panpan held Kaifeng's Miao Dao in his hand, and looked coldly at the five men holding rifles a few steps away.

These five people looked at Jiang Panpan cautiously. The Miao Dao in Jiang Panpan's hands was also their standard equipment. When they saw the Miao Dao, they had already put down most of their vigilance. Gradually, a soldier actually put away Putting down the gun in his hand, he walked towards Jiang Panpan in a daze.

With a swipe and a slash, the soldier's head flew up, blood rushing high.

After the other four soldiers saw the first soldier's head being chopped off, they didn't react at all. Instead, they walked up to Jiang Panpan in a daze just like the first soldier. Jiang Panpan didn't even look at it. Glancing at them, he chopped off their heads four times in a row and then started running towards the stone house.

At this moment, Xu Ye is considering whether to put a black mamba toxin on Wang Zihe's fingers, so that in the future, she only needs to inflict a small wound on others, and it will be fatal.

Wang Zihe himself was weak, and his mouth was gagged, and his body was tied firmly to the test bench, unable to move. Seeing Xu Ye dangling around with a blue liquid bottle, he suddenly felt An inexplicable fear.

Xu Ye actually used a syringe to suck out the blue liquid, and then injected the liquid into a rectangular iron finger about five centimeters long and five millimeters in diameter.

This iron finger, except that it is thinner than ordinary people's fingers, is exactly the same in other respects, can be bent, and even has iron nails.

After the blue liquid was injected, Xu Ye placed his eyes on Wang Zihe's fingers. At this moment, Xu Ye's eyes were ferocious.

Wang Zihe's arms were completely attached to his body, and he couldn't move. Even though Wang Zihe felt the crisis and wanted to struggle, there were still a few people in white coats beside Xu Ye, and these white coats held Wang Zihe firmly. No matter how hard Wang Zihe exerted himself on He's body, he couldn't move an inch.

Xu Ye wanted to pull out Wang Zihe's little finger, but Wang Zihe clenched his fist tightly to prevent Xu Ye from doing this, but Xu Ye was a man after all, and was naturally stronger than Wang Zihe in terms of strength. No matter how Wang Zihe resisted, Xu Ye would still be defeated. Ye used two hands to tear off the little finger.

After Xu Ye pulled his little finger out, he gave it a cruel que... Wang Zihe had a cloth in his mouth, so he couldn't cry out at all, but endless pain could still be heard in that suppressed sound.

(End of this chapter)