Global Famine: Starting from Inheriting a Thousand-Acre Farm

Dongshan Province, Beihu City.

Special Operations Group.

They were wearing protective clothing and naturally carried a variety of weapons and backpacks.

Inside the backpack was the food they brought specially.

"Captain, there are too many zombies here!"

A team member said through the headset in the protective suit.

"You don't need to say this. Our mission is to find the expert and take him back."

They have been looking for it for a long time.

But there were too many zombies in the city, which delayed them a lot of time.

What a strange city.

Normally, there shouldn't be so many zombies left in a city without people.

The zombies seem to be guided by some kind of guidance, and they will move towards human settlements.

Oh, no, that food expert should be here, right?

But how to find it?

The captain has a big head.

This place is so big, finding someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

According to their previous intelligence, this place had completely become a dead city.

Amid the zombie wave, residents either fled or turned into zombies.

Knowing that this grain expert is here is still through the radio.

Only then did I discover that there was an expert studying grain here!

And this expert is said to have developed the latest results.

"Where exactly?"

One of the team members couldn't stand it anymore.

The location provided by the food expert was not accurate at all. They ran there before, but the place was completely occupied by zombies.

The zombies inside were so crowded that they were almost deformed.

Too much!

It's too scary.

Even if they were equipped with a flamethrower, they didn't dare rush over to check.

Of course, there is no need to check at all, there must be no living people there.

So they searched all over the city.

A lot of zombies were killed, but no trace of living people was seen.

"Captain, why don't we go back? There are too many zombies. Moreover, we have searched all over the city and have not found the food expert at all. It seems that either he is lying to us, or he has been killed by the zombies... …”

The captain gritted his teeth, "No, we must find him. He is our hope. Map!"

The map was taken out.

Looking at the map, he asked: "Everyone, let's see if there are any other possible places."

Suddenly, a team member said: "Captain, do you think it's possible that he is really in the basement of that building?"

"Um?"

Everyone was stunned.

The man continued: "Otherwise, I can't explain why there are so many zombies crowded in there! There must be something attracting them. I think, except for living people, there should be nothing that can have such a big impact on them. Attractiveness?"

The team members were frightened and took a step back.

The captain nodded, "It should be possible. The zombies are basically gone, which proves that there are still living people here. That should be the expert."

It seems that they were wrong before.

The expert was always there waiting for them.

However, there are so many zombies over there that it would be difficult to get in.

The captain asked again: "Is the radio still not responding?"

A team member carrying a radio on his back shook his head, "Still no response."

"Try calling again."

The team member unhooked the radio and started calling.

"This is the Dongguang Military Region Special Operations Team. Is anyone there? If you hear me, please answer!"

If you say it several times in a row, there will be a period of time between the first time.

no response.

"He's not really dead, is he?"

The captain shook his head, "No. I think he should be hiding under there."

After pondering for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Let's rush in!"

My scalp is numb!

Those zombies are so scary.

First we sat down and ate some dry food.

At this time, a team member said: "It's better to stay in that small settlement. They still have food to eat..."

The captain shook his head, "It's a waste of theirs. It's unsustainable. Maybe they will be short of food soon."

"But, I really want to have another meal now!"

Another team member also sighed: "Not only is there fragrant rice, but there are also vegetables, and broth...it's so fragrant!"

These team members are drooling.

"Captain, we reported the situation in that settlement, what do you think the headquarters will do? Will they accept them?"

The captain shook his head, "What I'm worried about is not that the headquarters won't accept them, but that they won't go to the headquarters at all. Maybe they have their own ideas."

He knew that there was a guy who looked like a super human there.

Regarding super humans, the captain also knew a little about super humans by accident.

It was the beginning of the end of the world. When he was recalled to the army, he went out to rescue a scientist.

But the scientist died in front of him.

Before dying, the scientist said a few words intermittently.

After thinking about it for a while, the captain guessed that the original sentence should be: "Everything originates from super humans."

Then he also found some image data in the scientist's computer.

It's about experimentation.

The experiments seem very cruel, including animal experiments and human experiments.

He understood that it was a super human experiment.

He hid these things and did not report them.

At this time, the captain took a breath and said, "Let's go!"

Everyone put on their protective clothing again, and their expressions were very solemn.

They set off on their journey.

The building with the most zombies had a big sign that was still intact, saying "SMIC Seeds". This is the headquarters of a seed company.

At the bottom is the underground laboratory and sample warehouse.

The thick iron door of the underground laboratory was closed.

There are two layers of doors just for entering and exiting.

And outside, there are several doors.

The lights in the laboratory were on.

Inside, there was a lonely old man.

He was wearing a white coat and a gas mask, his hair was almost gone, and his eyes were completely red.

"Come on, come on, it's time to eat."

He was holding a bowl of rice and walking towards a glass box.

There were two little white mice in the box - no, it should be big white mice.

Each weighed at least one pound.

"Xiaobai, Erbai, come on, don't grab it!"

He opened the lid of the box and put the bowl of rice in.

The two rats raised their heads and looked at him, wagging their tails, and then ate quietly.

The old man laughed, "Don't worry, I will let you out when someone comes to pick us up. You have to understand me. I am still working now, and you often make trouble when you come out, so I let you stay in the box to calm down."

The rats squeaked a few times.

I don't know what it means.

The old man patted the box gently and said, "I'm going to eat too. I found a bottle of red wine yesterday, and I'll pour some for you later."