Rules for surviving the apocalypse for sickly beauties

Chief Qin stood up and walked to the sand table.

"You reported something before. On your way back, you passed by the abandoned land base. At this critical moment, only this place can barely accommodate so many people."

Chief Qin's calloused fingertips pointed to a road: "If you want to evacuate, this is the nearest road. It will take about five days."

"So after ten days, when the institute had no research results, we began to evacuate the place in batches."

Chief Qin's unquestionable tone was very firm. He must ensure everyone's greatest chance of survival.

The purpose of sending Cang Mingzhu to take people out to clean up the mutants was also one of the reasons, so that the evacuation would not be too difficult.

After everything was dealt with, nearly a day had passed.

Teng Xiyan looked a little irritable with a dozen test tubes of failed medicines in front of him.

He rubbed his red bloodshot eyes and sighed slightly: "Let's rest first, and then we can survive. Before the potion is produced, the person will die first."

Li Jiahe was also very tired. She hadn't slept for more than twenty hours. She took off her coat and walked out of the laboratory without any energy.

Teng Xiyan was too lazy to leave, so he put a coat on his body, lay on the test bed, and fell asleep in a few seconds.

In my sleep, I was accompanied by the sound of machines beeping and clinking of utensils.

Teng Xiyan slowly opened his eyes and saw a figure standing on the test bench in his blurry vision.

"what are you doing?"

He half-supported the experimental bed and sat up. His eyes had not yet completely regained his clarity. After seeing clearly, he discovered that it was Zhao Yanming.

Zhao Yanming was holding the failed potion and accidentally knocked over a bottle. He simply put the other failed potions into a container.

"I came here to do an experiment. I suddenly thought of something to see if it can be successful." He put the container containing the failed potion aside. "These are your failed potions anyway, so there is no need for them. I will put them together for you. I'll take it and throw it away together."

Teng Xiyan scratched his head. He was so sleepy that he lay back down again in a daze: "Okay, I'll sleep a little longer and keep my voice down."

"Okay!" Zhao Yanming agreed readily.

As a result, the sound in the laboratory was louder than fighting in the next moment. Teng Xiyan sat up with a splitting headache and his eyes were scarlet.

Zhao Yanming raised his head and looked at Teng Xiyan with a questioning look on his face: "Have you slept well?"

Teng Xiyan laughed coldly, stood up silently, put on his coat, walked over, and picked up the container filled with the failure potion.

Suddenly paused.

His eyes fell on the screen analysis of inspection data and test strips on the test bench.

"What kind of potion is this?" Teng Xiyan suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhao Yanming.

Zhao Yanming clasped his head and made an apologetic look: "It must have been that the failed potion in your hand spilled and dripped on it just now. It should be...no big problem, right?"

He was busy with the test on his hand and didn't pay attention here. After the liquid next to him was dripped into the test paper, the data automatically started to be analyzed. If Teng Xiyan hadn't called him just now, he hadn't noticed it yet.

"Have you finished the experiment?" Teng Xiyan asked, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

"It's almost there, just a little bit off."

Teng Xiyan printed out the test data analysis, opened the door and walked out with the bottle filled with the failed medicine.

Holding the utensil tightly in his hand, his heart was beating thumpingly.

"Fu Zhou." He went directly to the central laboratory. Fu Zhou was writing data with his head down. He looked up at him in his spare time.

A data report was handed to Fu Zhou, and Teng Xiyan said: "Unexpectedly, I am the lucky son."

Fu Zhou picked up the experimental data sheet and scanned it from top to bottom. His eyes gradually brightened. After reading it, he put it under his hand and looked up at Teng Xiyan.

"Beauty, she's very powerful. How did you research it?"

Teng Xiyan said: "Ah, several bottles of failed products were mixed together by mistake, and they were mixed with the medicine tested on the peel and the medicine tested on the fruit."

"Although the test analysis has come out, it is still difficult to find out the composition analysis of this medicine." Teng Xiyan packed up all the test medicines and arranged them in a neat row.

Fu Zhou stood up and said: "This is a small problem. Let's find a few people to test it together. It will be faster."

"Also, the mutants are immune to the poison of this vine sap, which means that these mutants contain some kind of antibodies. My teacher is already doing experiments. It will take about five days to find out the components of the antibodies."

As long as it is found and the drug is developed and the human body has antibodies, there is no need to be afraid of this alien strain, and all problems caused by the alien strain will be solved.

"Isn't your teacher a human experimenter?" Teng Xiyan raised his eyebrows slightly with a hint of sarcasm.

Fu Zhou looked at him: "Yes, but it's not bad in terms of testing."

Teng Xiyan walked into Fu Zhou, leaned on the test bench, and said in a calm voice: "I have done thorough research on my body. Can you tell me about it?"

Fu Zhou put down what he was holding and laughed: "I thought you wouldn't ask, or in other words, I thought your man wouldn't tell you."

Teng Xiyan: "So that's my man, not your man."

Fu Zhou: "..."

He turned around speechlessly, took out a report sheet from a cabinet, and handed it to Teng Xiyan: "It's not enough to study it thoroughly. This is your current physical condition."

There were some wrinkles on the white paper. After Teng Xiyan opened it, he read it from beginning to end.

Fu Zhou tried to find an expression of panic or shock on his face, but unfortunately, there was none.

After Teng Xiyan read this, he tore up the report sheet and threw it into the trash can. He turned around and asked, "So do you have the ingredients in the medicine in your body in your laboratory?"

"There used to be one, but now it's gone. That thing is very rare. Later, I don't know whether the dean or my teacher used the potion. Now it is extinct. However, there was an interpretation of this ingredient a long time ago. You Please ask me and I can show it to you." Fu Zhou had a smile of unknown meaning in his eyes.

Teng Xiyan's expression was dull and calm, and he said in a desperate tone: "I beg you, I beg you, show me, I want to see it so much."

Fu Zhou took a deep breath: "You..."

Teng Xiyan stared at him: "I beg you, what, you don't mean what you say?"

"..." Fu Zhou's face cracked for a moment, then returned to normal, and said with a smile, "Okay, you won't live long anyway, anyway, I want to see if I can do research before you die. With this potion, the more challenging things are, the more I like them.”