Rules for surviving the apocalypse for sickly beauties

01 Research Institute.

There was a depressing and tense atmosphere in the central laboratory. Except for the dean, almost all the top figures in the institute gathered here.

The beeping of various instruments is like an alarm bell, the bubbles of liquid in the container are rising, and various test data are displayed on the large central screen.

Teng Xiyan stood in front of the screen, looking at the rapidly flashing experimental data. Below was a light green container of liquid with a transparent test tube connected to the screen.

Fu Zhou half-supported the table and stared at it for a moment. Everyone held their breath and stared at the data analysis results that were about to stop.

This experimental potion was the closest thing to success they had spent in the entire research institute for a month. This was directly related to the value of Cang Mingzhu and the others in killing mutants outside.

"If it succeeds this time, this disaster may..." One of the experimenters squeezed his sleeves and wanted to touch the screen.

Teng Xiyan's mind flashed to the face of Cang Mingzhu, who was strangling the mutant outside, and he thought to himself: Let's succeed.

The experimental data slowly stopped. Everyone stared at the complicated data above, and their expectations fell to the bottom.

"Failed again..." An experimenter took two steps back in a daze. His body was weak and he barely managed to stand firm by holding on to the table behind him.

The pent-up anger in everyone's heart suddenly burst out, and everyone tensed their nerves. After a month of experiments done day and night, they failed 17 times. Including this time, it was times.

Despair spread from it, and a clear voice parted the dark clouds.

"No, there is progress this time." Teng Xiyan put his hands on the table, slowly clenched his fists, and a glimmer of light flashed in his deep eyes.

Even weak progress is better than ten thousand repeated failures.

Fu Zhou's slender joints tapped on the table, staring at the data on the screen thoughtfully.

"This is obviously a failure. It's exactly the same as the previous one and all the previous failed experiments. Where is the progress?" An old man seemed to be about to peer through the screen, but he didn't see any clues.

"No." Fu Zhou stood up straight, with a clear smile on his lips, "There is progress, although it is not much, but you know, everything we are doing now is not useless."

Everyone dispersed, and only a few people remained in the central laboratory. Teng Xiyan sat in the corner, shaking the green potion with his left hand. The liquid inside sloshed and formed a small tornado.

His face is a little pale. He has been living in the central laboratory for a month and almost eats, drinks and has diarrhea here. Now his figure has become thinner and thinner.

The fingers that were originally long and slender had become more protruding. He stared at the printed test data with a headache.

"It will be good if there is progress. Your expression makes you feel like you are about to perish." Fu Zhou came over with two cups of hot water and put one cup on the table.

The table was littered with previously failed experimental data. Teng Xiyan pushed them aside, picked up the water glass, and took a sip.

"If you can relax when there is progress, then everyone can sit back and wait for it to happen." Teng Xiyan looked a little sad. The reason why he was so desperate was that he wanted Cang Mingzhu and the others to come back quickly and not live a life of sleeping and sleeping outside. As a result, it didn't help after a month, so I stayed outside for a month.

Fu Zhou pulled a stool over, half-crossed his legs, and raised his fox eyes: "Tsk, I'm quite touched to see you working so hard. How about I tell you something?"

Teng Xiyan looked at him: "What's the matter?"

"Half a month ago, a super-high-level mutant strain grew next to the weakest door in the west. The liquid it secreted was toxic. Thirteen people have been poisoned to death by the juice secreted by this super-high-level mutant strain. .”

Teng Xiyan's eyelids twitched and he asked: "Isn't it said that there is usually a high-level mutant around this ultra-high-level mutant? Even this high-level mutant will be immune to the poison, and thus turn into its own wings, attacking The strength is all enhanced."

Fu Zhou said: "That's right, but this super high-level mutant appeared suddenly, and there were no high-level mutants around. The vines of this high-level mutant wrapped around the west gate, and the roots were entangled. It’s wrong, and it’s very tough and difficult to cut off with normal methods.”

He caught the point and asked, "What is the abnormal way?"

"Corrosive agents." Fu Zhou put down the water glass and took out several white analysis sheets and photos from the outer cover of his white coat. "Lv Yu is responsible for researching the alien strain. We have tried physical methods, but it is difficult to remove this alien strain. strain, but the corrosive agent she used worked."

Teng Xiyan picked up the photo and looked at it. The alien plant was very strong and tightly wrapped around the entire Ximen. The surrounding breeding sheds were all pressed down by the vines, like a giant net. The areas around it that were eroded by the juice of the alien plant were dark. A large area of ​​the west gate was surrounded, and no one was allowed to approach the west gate.

Another photo shows Lu Yu experimenting with corrosive chemicals at the very corner of the west gate. Where the vines were corroded by the corrosive chemicals, the white rhizomes in the leaf veins were exposed.

But the analysis report said: This alien plant has a self-protection function. The damaged areas will automatically be tightly wrapped by other vines to avoid secondary damage, and the vines can wrap around quickly.

"Has it been dealt with?" Teng Xiyan asked.

Fu Zhou scoffed: "How is that possible!? You look down on the strength of this super-high-level strain. Not only did you not handle it well, but the vines are still spreading slowly towards the north gate."

He opened his hands to form a net: "We are like fish waiting to be caught in a pond, and this alien strain is like a large net with drizzle, slowly swallowing us up."

Teng Xiyan put down the analysis report in his hand: "So what's the use of telling me, I can't find the time to study other potions now."

Fu Zhou blinked slyly and innocently: "No, I just came to listen, oh, by the way, I remember that if nothing happens, your colonel will be back the day after tomorrow. They don't know Ximen's situation yet, and Oh, your bracelet was taken off during the experiment, and it’s now under my care, do you understand?”

Teng Xiyan's face darkened and his tone was slightly cold: "Are you threatening me?"

Fu Zhou pretended to be innocent: "Huh? No, I'm just worried that you'll be distracted while doing the experiment. You see, none of us wore bracelets during the experiment, right? I'll keep this until your colonel comes back. But I don’t know if they can enter this west gate~"