The world's first zombie king

Chen Wenjia, who was taken back to do a physical fitness test again, showed surprising abilities in the laboratory—whether physical strength, agility, jumping ability, grip strength, hearing, or vision have been doubled.

Seeing such data, Xiao Qiao's hands trembled a little.

"It surpasses the corpse monster..." He turned to look at the expressionless Gong Mo, hesitating whether to express his worries, but the other party said by himself: "This is the virus. If the virus activated Chen Wenjia before All potentials, these capabilities are not possessed by a human being.”

This means that the virus has begun to create new strength in his physical ability.The virus had the upper hand, and it was only a matter of time before his brain was devoured.

"If he completely turns into a zombie, maybe even I won't be able to stop him." Stewart sighed, "He's like a walking nuclear bomb."

Gong Mo didn't speak any more.He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, looked at the innocent young man inside, and turned away after a while.

After Chen Wenjia came out of the laboratory, he immediately ran to find Gong Mo, but he was in vain.

There were still six hours before the next mission, and there was still a lot of equipment to be adjusted. Chen Wenjia, who was caught by Long Qi, had no choice but to follow him back to the maintenance room.

In a forest not far from the base, a young man leaned against a tree trunk to smoke, and within half an hour, a pile of cigarette butts accumulated under his feet.

"You rarely indulge yourself like this." Stewart approached him slowly.

The hand of the young man holding the cigarette paused, and finally threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out. "That's because there's no reason to indulge."

"Has the child's health been so bad?"

"...I don't know," Gong Mo lowered his head, making it difficult to see clearly, "I've been trying my best to give him and myself hope. This kind of expectation is too tiring to pretend."

"You're only 22 years old." Stewart chuckled, "But you worry about more things than me, an old man in his 70s."

"That's because you're dying, there's no point in worrying about it." Gong Mo retorted unceremoniously.

"...Have all the politeness and politeness you had when you first became a teacher died?" Stuart snorted coldly, "Your biggest shortcoming is that you take yourself too seriously. Many times, others really need you, However, you are not always the only one who can solve the problem."

Gong Mo finally raised his head and looked straight at him.

"Don't think of yourself as the only savior. Chen Wenjia is not as weak as you think. He is also a man. If you want to keep going with him, sometimes you might as well listen to his own choice. When you are too strong , On the contrary, he will ignore his own wishes." Stewart patted him on the shoulder and stopped talking.

He believed that with the wisdom of his apprentice, he could understand what he meant.

People who are too strong will always involuntarily forget to lower their bodies to understand the weak around them.And when that weak person gradually becomes stronger, if they maintain this relationship, they will inevitably hurt each other.

When No. 12 points were also cleared of suspicion, Gong Mo called everyone to hold an emergency meeting.

Although the probability of one-twentieth is not high, the twelve most suspicious points have all been ruled out, which makes them have to wonder if the remaining eight points are also empty.

At the beginning, the conditions for their selection of locations were very complicated, including the probability of zombies appearing, the capacity of the underground space, the surrounding escape routes, the independence of municipal facilities, and other very complicated probability options.This is not a random location, but so far nothing has been found, which is really not a good result.

Ryuzaki Toshihiko was also very tired.In order to compress the investigation time, they surveyed one point almost every day, and Ryuzaki, who was in charge of the cover, had to fight for more than four hours each time. Even during the peak period of the zombie outbreak, they did not have such a high-intensity workload.

Chen Wenjia's out-of-control symptoms occurred once during the period. Fortunately, Wei Fu was close to him at that time, and soon he was completely fascinated with a high-concentration anesthesia needle, and then he was sent back to the base with chains. After being on guard for a whole day, he waited until the boy got up in a daze with an innocent look on his face.

Outside of New York, fighting has already spread.

After the position has basically been stabilized, humans began the first round of counterattacks.The opponent is not a zombie, but a terrorist organization.Many suspicious people were executed on the spot, but the cruel and ruthless methods caused the reaction of many neutral swingers, so the war became more complicated, and the world seemed to be divided into two types of people, one was those who wished to kill all terrorist organizations , one is a person who can't wait for the extinction of mankind.

Extreme emotions covered the whole world, and anger and panic once again suppressed all civilizations under primitive animalism.

There is not much time for Gongmo. China has issued orders many times for Gongmo to return to the headquarters and participate in the sweeping battle. As the exorcist of the organization directly under Ryuzaki Toshihiko, it is relatively easy to have Stewart here. Some.

The multiple pressures made the young man a little out of breath.

During the meeting, Gong Mo's brows never relaxed, and one question after another made him and his companions fall into a spiral of constant denial, questioning, and then reconstruction.

The meeting lasted for nearly four hours before it ended. The conclusion is that it will take four days to confirm all the remaining eight points. If there is not enough time in the evening, Ryuzaki will replace Gong Mo and cooperate with Chen Wenjia during the day.

The most affected person here is probably the zombie king who has become one with other exorcists.

Gong Mo rubbed his forehead and softly asked him for advice: "Can you hold on?"

Chen Wenjia patted his chest: "No problem."

He enjoys being treated like a hero, especially after being recognized by someone who once hated him.

At the end of the meeting, everyone temporarily returned to the room to rest.

When he returned to the room, Gong Mo suddenly grabbed Chen Wenjia and kissed him. The dizzy young man said helplessly, "You are not happy, so you will be happy if you kiss me?"

Gong Mo put his head on his shoulder, and said with a low laugh, "You know I'm not happy?"

"You're so close to having death written all over your face."

"I always put you in deep danger, will you hate me?"

"Isn't it too late to say this now?" Chen Wenjia touched the corner of his mouth, and added: "You should ask me before you kiss, in case I just ate something, you will not be disgusted by the taste of raw beef when you kissed it." answer?"

"...Are you really heartless or are you just pretending you don't care?" Gong Mo sighed.

Chen Wenjia smiled self-deprecatingly: "Which one does it matter? Anyway, it's enough to make my life more comfortable."

"What about the truth? Tell me the truth. If I can't find a cure, you really... really can't recover, what are you going to do?" Gong Mo tilted his head slightly, looking at him, "If I say that I I will respect all your choices, but the premise is that you let me be by your side all the time, are you willing?"

Chen Wenjia stared at him blankly for a while, then scratched his head in annoyance: "...you let me think about it."

"...Okay." He took a can of beer from the shelf, sat on the floor next to the bed, drank and waited for his response.

The room was so quiet that only the sound of beer being swallowed could be heard. It was the first time that Chen Wenjia expressed his feelings to this person so frankly. His palms were so nervous that he was sweating, but he tried hard not to look so tense. "I, I'm a LOSER. Once."

"You only lost to me, what kind of LOSER is this?" Gong Mo sneered.

"No, I... I never thought about what my life would be like if I didn't fight for the first place. I don't have any friends, and I don't have any experiences that are so exciting that I can write a memoir. I didn't even have a rebellious period. I don’t seem to have had it. I actually envy you. People like me are the kind of passers-by who use it as a reference when others talk about their lives chicly. Maybe there is no zombie virus. No one remembers what I look like a LOSER." He smiled a little shyly, "There will be no one like you who likes me."

"Is this summing up your life?" Gong Mo stretched out his hand and pulled him to his side, rubbing his hair while listening to his rare eloquent self-narration.

"Because you said that you might not be able to find a way for me to recover. I actually trust you in this regard. You said maybe it was really difficult, so you will say it." Chen Wenjia sat cross-legged, But the eyes are unfocused, "So I won't say it anymore, if there is really no hope, I may never find a chance to say it again."

Gong Mo didn't comfort him, but just drank beer after gulp.

"I lost my temper at you before. I'm sorry. In fact, I also know that I may not be able to go back, so I put the last straw on you. Now we are all spread out, and I am very grateful to you. How about not doing this Go on, maybe I will hate you even more, and hate you for lying to me for so long, but I still can't find the answer." He snapped his fingers, and the tension gradually receded with the narration, "Actually, if it's like this for the rest of my life, I haven't thought about what to do. Before this, I just wanted to be a hero, so that my life would not be in vain. As for later, if someone wants to use me for experiments, I will die immediately. But if others let me go free, I will be good Live on the ground, live in a place that does not affect others, until I am tired of living."

"……what about me?"

"Hey, I don't know." Chen Wenjia laughed dryly, "I've said that I never thought about anything. How can I imagine that I can live every day? But... if you want to be with me, I like it too, but it's a pity that people like you are buried in a corner of the world. Actually, I don't want you to wrong yourself. I still..." He swallowed, "I still like it very much your."

He finally admitted it.

But the other party was not happy to get the answer. The always high-spirited young man grabbed his head, covered his eyes with his right arm, and trembled slightly with the hand holding the beer can.

There are too many expectations on him—including his own expectations, which are almost crushing his strength and arrogance.

But the saddest thing is still the powerlessness of the lover.

Chen Wenjia reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulders, patted him rhythmically, and comforted him with his expression of laughing uglier than crying: "Hey, I said I like you and still feel so sad, please be happy."

Gong Mo's body stiffened for a while, and slowly, he relaxed and leaned against him.

"I will find a vaccine, I will, I will..." His voice was choked with sobs.

"Don't cry, I will cry if you cry, but I don't have any tears, and I don't seem to be crying at all sincerity." Chen Wenjia's voice was trembling even more than his.

You bastard, why do you want to know your own mind before you jump your braids?

Why let myself count down every day of my life when I haven't tasted the happiness of being in love!

For the remaining four days, although everyone was exhausted, they still got nothing.

Everyone fell into silence.

Gong Mo only said to rest for a week, and then broke up the meeting.

Coincidentally, news came from Washington that the new vaccine had a greater reaction to common viruses, and the virus activity inhibition rate reached 50.00%, and Chen Wenjia's specimens also responded, and he needed to bring the latest samples back for another test. .

Xiao Qiao cut off a piece of meat from Chen Wenjia's arm with complicated emotions, and said with a forced smile: "If we can breed a beef cattle like yours, which can grow back no matter how you cut the meat, we will make a lot of money."

Chen Wenjia suddenly asked: "That's really strange, why the flesh on my body can heal automatically, and the cut flesh won't grow bigger by itself?"

Xiao Qiao blinked: "...It must be because he was cut off from the mother's nutrient supply."

"Then who is the mother body?"

"...your heart." Xiao Qiao looked complicated.That's why they can't move out of the mother's mind.How can we be human without a heart?

"Is heart transplantation not enough?" Chen Wenjia insisted on asking one, two, three.

Xiao Qiao smiled wryly: "As long as any normal heart enters your body, it will be attacked by the virus and become exactly the same as your mother's heart. Therefore, we need to develop a vaccine that can suppress the virus, so that through heart transplantation, the You're back to normal."

Chen Wenjia finally understood what they were trying to do.

Seeing Gong Mo who had already packed his things and was about to go back to Washington, he waved his hand and bid him farewell.

He has made a decision.A decision that can make it difficult for Gong Mo to fall asleep every day.