The Necromancer in American Comics

Chapter 28 Zombie Potion Type I
Blake Peripheral Store.

Just when Bullseye was killing the enemy Colin expected.

in the basement.

Ke Lin also successfully advanced the props he wanted to make to the last step.

on the workbench.

The corpse that was taken out earlier had swelled out of shape, with strange corpse spots all over the corpse, it looked like a tattoo all over the body, alluring and dangerous.

Colin took out a needle and inserted it into the vein of the corpse. After drawing out the purple blood, he injected it into the sealed container that had been prepared and placed the material he had extracted in it, waiting nervously.

Visible discoloration begins as blood infuses material in contact with bottom.

When 10 minutes passed, the liquid in the container turned completely black, and after distinguishing it with magic perception, Colin clenched his fist violently.

Something is done.

The characteristics perceived by the magic power are generally the same as those recorded in the inherited memory.

But this potion, which took him the most energy to make, didn't give him the usual sense of excitement when he made it successfully.

On the contrary, even a little uncomfortable.

After shaking his head and dispelling the messy thoughts in his mind, Colin picked up the needle and repeated the previous action.

When another 10 minutes passed and thirteen vials filled with black liquid were placed on the workbench, Colin began to put all the things he thought might be used in the storage space into the storage space.

The plague he made has no name in the inherited memory.

But he did give it one.

[Zombie Potion Type I]

The name sounds very earthy, but it is indeed the most intuitive name he can think of.

According to the understanding of modern society, this medicine is that the plague is extremely contagious and has a rapid lethality of complete brain death half an hour after infection.

Reliable air and water and skin and mucous membranes for transmission.

And in the absence of a specific antidote, the plague virus will only die when it is 40 degrees below zero and 173 degrees above zero.

Moreover, the infected person will gradually lose their sanity after 3 minutes of infection, attacking all living things in front of them frantically, until the body dies or the nerve in the head is physically damaged.

Living creatures attacked will also be infected with the plague, and the process repeats itself.

In a densely populated city, once it breaks out, its lethality will never be much weaker than a nuclear bomb.

And he made this insane weapon, but he didn't actually think about using it.

In any case, he is also an upright young man who grew up under the red flag, and he still has basic moral standards.

This is just a card, a hole card to save life at critical moments.

Of course, he hoped that this card would never be used.

Inside the basement.

After almost everything including beakers, precision balances, small machine tools, purchased materials, etc. are packed into the backpack.

Colin came to the study on the second floor, sat at the desk, took out a piece of paper that he had prepared a long time ago, and began to write.

"I'm sorry, Yosel, by the time you read this letter, I've probably reached somewhere that I don't even know.

I know you should be very annoyed now, right? After all, I failed your plan.

But, Josel!
I caused the problem, I can't let you carry it for me!

To be a human being, you must have the most basic responsibility, no matter what price you will pay, otherwise you will not be worthy of being a human being!

I don't remember who said this sentence, but I agree with it very much.

And now, I should also take on the responsibility that belongs to me.

I guess you read this worried and annoyed?
But relax, man.

You don't know what kind of knowledge is in the inheritance that the powerful mage gave me. No matter how bad it is, I won't die.

To be honest, I'm more worried about you.

Listen, you must obey what I write next.

If someone, whether it's the Ku Klux Klan, or the FBI, or whatever, asks you about me, just say it.

Don't hold on to the mentality of keeping a secret for me!

After all, you don't know too much about me now, do you? No matter what you say, it won't affect me at all.

I don't hope that I will attend your funeral because of this reason. If it happens, I will definitely despise you in front of your grave.

Alright, enough writing, let me start with one last thing.

From tomorrow, every day at 3:[-] noon and [-]:[-] pm, my mobile phone will be turned on for [-] minutes.

If there is an extremely important matter, or if you have been arrested and you need to lure me out to save your life, don't hesitate!

Hit me if you need to, and I might save your life.

Of course, if the situation is in my judgment and I can't save you and I have to catch myself, I can only find a way to avenge you.

Well, that's about it.

Your best friend, Colin. "

After writing the letter, Colin stretched himself and stood up.

After looking at his house with a little emotion, he sent a message to Yosel with his mobile phone, and left the house where he had lived for almost 20 years without any regrets.

……

……

An apartment building in lower Manhattan.

It was already early morning, and Yosel, who had just contacted a person who was in charge of smuggling people, was about to go to bed.

At this moment, the screen of the phone suddenly lit up, and a beeping message sounded.

"Who sent the message at this time?"

Yosel muttered to himself, and clicked on the source of information.

"I don't know if you're sleeping or not. Anyway, remember to come to my house when you see it. I left a letter for you in the study on the second floor. That's it."

Yosel, who was just about to go to bed, woke up instantly when he saw the message.

After trying to make a phone call but failing to get through as expected, he cursed secretly, put on his clothes, and walked towards Colin's house.

Blake Peripheral Store.

The second floor.

Yosel, who set off after receiving the news, soon came to Colin's house.

After searching all over but not finding Colin, Yosel went to the study on the second floor mentioned in the message with a dark face, picked up the letter and read it.

After a few minutes.

"This bastard!"

Cursing, Yosel's eyes turned red.

After standing in the room blankly for 10 minutes, Yosel came back to his senses and rubbed his astringent eyes, put the letter into his pocket, and strode away.

……

on the street.

As the night gets darker, even this city known as the city that never sleeps rarely sees the existence of passers-by.

Ke Lin stood in front of a dance hall that was still open, with a smile on his face.

If you want to rely on [Zombie Potion Type I] to save your life, you must at least let people know what the consequences will be if you touch him.

And here is where he chose to show those people the consequences.

(End of this chapter)