The man, he will save the end of the world

There were far more zombies in the city center than in the suburbs. A few kilometers away from the factory, they had to stop and walk there.

Ling Jianqing left two ordinary people sitting in the car and watching the car. One is to protect them. Sitting in the car is much safer than walking to the city center among the lost piles. On the other hand, they With the seeds given by Xie Linzhu, the attack ability is not weak, even higher than ordinary supernatural beings.

Although the density of zombies here is high, there are no such irresistible zombies in the clothing factory, so they arrived at the precision instrument factory smoothly.

The factory covers a very large area, and there is actually a large surface parking lot on this land where every inch of land is expensive. Ling Jianqing has to lament that the factory has a lot of money.

They walked through the office building, killed dozens of zombies, and walked out of the building. In front of them was a very simple factory building. The whole factory building was made of metal, shining in the sun. To be honest, looking at it It's ugly, and I don't know how they designed it before. Compared with the parking lot, the factory building looks a bit small.

There is a door in the middle of the factory building, and there is a fingerprint lock beside the door. Of course, the people present have no authority, but this does not bother them. Many people with supernatural powers in the gold department have the basics of unlocking. Although the fingerprint lock It is a little different from ordinary locks, but the principle is similar.

A gold-type supernatural person stood at the door and closed his eyes to feel the internal structure of the lock. They skipped the fingerprint recognition system and directly controlled the mechanical parts inside the lock to make slight movements. After a while, the iron door slowed down. It opened slowly.

It was pitch black inside, and they quickly divided into groups of five, each with a fire-type supernatural power, and everyone lit the torches and lined up to move forward.

When the last person walked in, the iron door closed automatically. Everyone was mentally healthy, and they were not frightened by this kind of thing. They just secretly raised their vigilance and walked forward. Ling Jianqing walked first In a small team.

When Ling Jianqing stepped into the workshop, the lights above her head suddenly turned on one by one slowly, and even the lights in the corridor they passed by when they came over also turned on. A few lights seemed to be in poor contact. It flashed, but it didn't affect their ability to see the entire workshop clearly.

The workshop is very large, filled with all kinds of large machines, each machine seems to be at least two meters high, and there are no instruments that are being manufactured on it, it seems that the people here did not leave in a hurry, and There is still a thin layer of dust on the machine, maybe no one has entered since the end of the world.

Some of them who knew the mechanics went to check the equipment, and came back with a bit of doubt to report: "These things are intact, even the mechanical lubricants... But the strange thing is that these machines are all powered on?"

The power supply here has been cut off long ago, and the whole city is already in a state of power outage, but there are lights and electricity here, Ling Jianqing felt it with his supernatural powers, and gave the answer: "The outer layer of metal is Solar receiver."

"Oh yes, I remembered, it was on the news when it was built here." Someone heard Ling Jianqing's words and slapped his head and said, "The whole factory is powered by solar energy, that's why it's flashing like this outside."

A person walked to the innermost part of the factory building and waved his hand: "There is an elevator here, and there is a basement here."

The rest of the people looked around for the stairs, and no one pressed the elevator. Although there was electricity here, what to do if the elevator fails, there is really no way to escape.

Soon they saw a hidden door not far from the elevator, and there was a staircase going down inside the door.

The lights in the corridor were voice-activated, and there was only one, which seemed to be very dimly lit. A fire-type power user simply lit a fire and walked in the front. After walking down two floors, they saw a door.

The door is that kind of heavy iron door, and it takes about four or five people to work together to open it. A power user of the strengthening department walked up consciously, grabbed the door handle and pulled it hard. The door made a harsh sound, and slowly opened opened.

The corridor behind the iron gate is very bright, and the air is not stuffy. It is not at all the same as the old iron gate, but it is somewhat similar to the research institute at a safer point.

The ventilation equipment above the head was running at a low speed, the ground was free of dust, and looked very clean. They looked at each other and thought that there should be someone moving here.

This place is like a large maze, and they finally saw the person after turning several corners.

This room looks like it was originally a laboratory or something. There are some small instruments on the table. It should have been a very serious place, but now it is a mess, there are broken flasks on the floor, and some colored liquids have dried up. , The white table is also stained here and there.

A few people were sitting on the ground beside the table, their clothes were dirty, and the white background could be vaguely recognized. They were sitting with their backs to the door, and even Ling Jianqing and his group came in without any reaction.

Their bodies were not sitting very straight, and some of them leaned their backs on the table. Sometimes they would shake slightly due to exhaustion, indicating that they were not dead.

Ling Jianqing made a gesture to tell those companions to stand still, and then walked towards them alone.

A person turned his head slowly, his eyes were deeply sunken, his face almost grew close to his bones, it was a bit scary at first glance, Ling Jianqing shifted his gaze to his hands, the joints were protruding, and his hands looked like Like chicken feet, there is no meat at all, the hair on the head is very sparse, and the color is a little yellow.

The light in this room was much brighter than that in the corridor, and Ling Jianqing could clearly see the shadow cast by the cheekbones on this man's face.

too skinny.

The man looked at Ling Jianqing, rolled his dry eyes, and said in a hoarse voice after a while, "Who are you?"

Ling Jianqing looked at him, didn't rush to ask about the situation, just took out Bigu Dan from his pocket and handed it to him: "You eat this first."

The man didn't ask any questions, just took it and swallowed it, then closed his eyes as if he was savoring the taste of Bigu Pill, and when he spoke again after a while, his voice was much better than before: "Thank you, I can give it to them as well." Eat one?"

He patted the table, some people woke up with a smack of their lips, several other people also moved their bodies, and there was a person who was sleeping with his head on the table, but now he slid all the way to the ground, and his head hit the ground. on the ground, then woke up rubbing his head, and said in a daze, "What's wrong?"

These few people don't look as terribly thin as the man just now, but they are just a little bit better. The white coats on them look empty and their cheeks are sunken. It is hard to imagine that in this last year for nearly a year, How did they spend it.