Rules for surviving the apocalypse for sickly beauties

The people in the central laboratory were busy and did not notice the people outside the glass wall.

Teng Xiyan suddenly thought of something and looked up at the glass wall. There was no one outside.

Fu Zhou was talking next to him. Seeing that he was distracted, he followed his line of sight and saw nothing.

"If you continue to be so distracted, you might really fail." Fu Zhou leaned close to Teng Xiyan's ear and spoke in a long voice.

The tips of Teng Xiyan's ears felt itchy, and he distanced himself slightly from Fu Zhou: "I understand, for the next operation, you can help me record the data of each test, and do not interfere with any of my operations, even if there are problems."

Fu Zhou raised his eyebrows and took a data tablet from Li Jiahe, "Okay."

Li Jiahe glanced at Teng Xiyan and was about to speak, but Teng Xiyan spoke first and took out a prepared data sheet from the cabinet: "Jiahe, you studied this with me before. Now Fu Zhou is watching the data here. You Let’s see if we can improve and research this potion again.”

Li Jiahe took the data sheet, his expression was surprised at first, and then became complicated: "I'm not sure if it can be done..."

Teng Xiyan patted her shoulder: "It's okay. Don't put too much pressure on it. Just give it a try. It would be better if you can do it."

Li Jiahe nodded: "Okay, I'll go to your laboratory to do experiments. If you need anything, call me."

"it is good."

Fu Zhou didn't see the contents of the data sheet and was very curious, "What are you studying quietly?"

Teng Xiyan glanced at him and answered truthfully: "It's a good thing. You'll know it once it's made."

Fu Zhou laughed briefly: "Okay."

After the episode, Teng Xiyan put all his thoughts into the experiment. Fu Zhou's expression gradually became serious from his laziness at the beginning.

The test bench on the other side of Teng Xiyan was filled with failed products.

He raised his head slightly, moved his shoulders and neck, put aside the failed potion in his hand, and continued to restart the next experiment.

Fu Zhou stopped him and handed the data pad in his hand to him: "Do you want to see how many times you have failed?"

Teng Xiyan paused and looked at the records on the data board. He had done a total of 32 tests, all of which were failures. The dosage of YN3 could not be integrated, and all the medicines were failures.

"Are you sure you can succeed?" Fu Zhou couldn't help but express a doubtful tone, pointing his finger at several experiments on the data board, "The dosage you added these few times is exactly the same. Did you forget the dosage, or did you simply forget it?" Not invested in it?”

Teng Xiyan pinched the root of his nose, and there was a hint of unnoticeable urgency and fatigue in his tone, "Sorry, I'm going out for a while."

He took off everything in the laboratory and walked outside the institute in his own clothes.

There was no one outside and everything was very quiet. He found a random step and sat down, folding his hands on his knees and staring at the ground silently.

A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. This bet was related to everyone's lives. How could he not have any fluctuations at all?

If it failed, the first to die would be none other than the heretics and the team members at the headquarters. The price of the bet was too high, and he couldn't bear it.

"Ayan."

A low, soft voice broke through the dark clouds, illuminating his scattered thoughts instantly.

Teng Xiyan raised his head, a pair of familiar black combat boots stopped in front of him, and a voice came from above his head.

"Mingzhu."

I don't know why, but there was a sudden lump in my throat, as if I had accumulated a lot of emotions that had nowhere to vent, and suddenly found an outlet.

Cang Mingzhu said nothing, half-knelt in front of Teng Xiyan, and held him in her arms.

There was no need to say anything more, Teng Xiyan only needed this hug, and all the sadness and pressure suddenly disappeared when he touched this embrace.

He leaned into Cang Mingzhu's arms, his breathing suddenly calmed down, and Cang Mingzhu's warm palm wrapped Teng Xiyan's hand in it.

"Ayan, just do it boldly, don't be afraid."

Cang Mingzhu came close to his forehead, and gently touched Teng Xiyan's forehead with the corners of his cold lips.

Teng Xiyan's voice was a little hoarse: "I'm not afraid. The worst is that we will all die..."

A short laugh came from above his head. He seemed a little relieved after hearing this. Cang Mingzhu hugged Teng Xiyan tightly and said softly: "Yes, they and I will always be with you."

Teng Xiyan said: "Let me tell you something."

"it is good."

Teng Xiyan was silent for a while and struggled mentally for a long time. Cang Mingzhu saw his hesitation and lowered his head to kiss the corner of his lips.

"I will always be with you, don't be afraid."

Teng Xiyan took a deep breath, his eyes were deep, and he held Cang Mingzhu's hand tightly before speaking slowly: "The YN3 purifier will definitely be made after today."

Cang Mingzhu responded: "Yeah."

"But there is a half chance that it will make the mutants become violent." Teng Xiyan lowered his eyes, "This situation is completely uncontrollable. In other words, I took your life and everyone's life and made a bet. No one can A bet to turn back.”

After finishing speaking, Teng Xiyan fell silent.

Cang Mingzhu asked: "Will the initial purifier be uncontrollable?"

Teng Xiyan shook his head: "No, but there is no time."

He doesn't have time, he may die before others, and people outside can't afford to wait.

After hearing what he said, Cang Mingzhu realized that there was indeed no time. The mutants outside were still increasing. If YN3 purifier could not be made within three days, everyone would die.

"You have to believe in your own choice. Your choice will never be wrong. I will always support you." Cang Mingzhu looked at Teng Xiyan calmly, but his quiet words calmed the confused Teng Xiyan.

Teng Xiyan suddenly smiled: "Don't worry, it won't be a dead end. The reconstituted YN3 purifier will have a suppression period. In other words, if the potion fails, they will not immediately go berserk. This is also to delay time."

Cang Mingzhu hugged Teng Xiyan and gently rubbed the top of his hair with her chin. Her voice had a hint of sourness that Teng Xiyan didn't notice: "My Ayan will always be so smart."

Teng Xiyan buried her head in his chest, feeling helpless: "There is no other way. For the sake of my colonel, I have to be smarter."

The communication device rang at an inappropriate time. Cang Mingzhu paused for a moment. After the communication was connected, Tantai Zhao's somewhat panicked voice came from the other side.

"Boss, there are a large number of mutants coming out from below. Send people down quickly to support us. I hope they can't hold on any longer!"

The sound of fierce fighting came from the communication device, and Teng Xiyan and Cang Mingzhu's expressions immediately became solemn.

"right away."

After hanging up the communication device, Cang Mingzhu immediately stood up and turned around to say something, but was hugged by Teng Xiyan. The voice on his chest was filled with a hint of sadness but also a hint of reluctance: "Go, come back safely, I'm waiting for you."