Quick time travel: The black-bellied boss is having sex with cannon fodder again

Shen Ji stayed in the space all night, and the sky outside was still dark when he came out.

The abnormal natural phenomenon of the end times begins.

This wave of viruses first threatened nature and then human beings, but nature started later than human beings, and now it is gradually starting.

According to the map in his mind, Shen Ji found a research institute in the suburbs, and when he was about to go there, he found Song Lan was there.

The location of the research institute is remote, and the transportation is inconvenient. The only few routes are also blocked by the people sent by the government to pick up the scientific researchers at the beginning of the last days.

Batch after batch of people who went there died or became zombies one after another, causing the suburbs that were supposed to be clean and empty to become purgatory on earth.

Just because there is a century-old mutated tree here, with thousands of vines stretching at will, it is extremely difficult to deal with.

Shen Ji Yujian came to the sky above the research institute, overlooking the ground, the whole road was full of zombies and abandoned cars, and the research institute was completely surrounded.

Those who are inside cannot get out, and those who are outside cannot get in.

What are the children doing here, doing experiments?

"Host, what are you doing here?" 009 looked at the dense crowd of zombies and was distressed by the plane consciousness of this plane.

It's all in this state, and it's still dormant!

"Do an experiment." Shen Ji put away his sword and waved it, causing the zombies to fall down.

He just entered the institute effortlessly.

009 said in his heart that the host can actually do scientific research, the previous plane has never seen the host touch this!

"Bam—"

Shen Ji felt a shock under his feet, and there was an explosion in the research institute.

"Tsk, I still haven't grown up." Shen Ji smiled and shook his head, walking towards the direction of the explosion.

The hall of the research institute was very chaotic, and all kinds of instruments were swept away.

Song Lan walked out of the laboratory dejectedly, covered in dirt, and his white coat was also stained with colorful colors, embarrassed and funny.

"Hey, who is this, why is it so miserable?"

A clear and pleasant voice came from ahead, and Song Lan froze.

The ghost lingers!

Song Lan turned around and pushed the door into another laboratory, closing the door quickly.

The arc of Shen Ji's lips expanded, so cute.

Song Lan rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the laboratory to find a clean white coat.

Shen Ji waited outside for a long time before Song Lan came out slowly.

Without squinting, Song Lan walked straight past him.

"The experiment failed?" Shen Ji asked with concern as he walked beside him.

The kid with such a big explosion was just a little embarrassed, not bad.

In Song Lan's ears, he just felt that he was gloating. What kind of person is this, is he specially sent by God to restrain himself?

"What are you doing here?" Song Lan's tone was cold.

"Coincidentally, I'm here to do the experiment."

Hearing this, Song Lan became a little interested, "Research on zombie virus?"

"Aside from the zombie virus, what else is worth studying in this last days?"

"You can do it?" Song Lan looked at him suspiciously.

Shen Ji raised his eyebrows, "I need an assistant."

Anti-customer.

In the laboratory, Song Lan looked at the serious profile of the man in the white coat, and agreed without even knowing what he was thinking.

"K3 Reagent."

When the man's cold voice came out, Song Lan suddenly came back to his senses and handed him the reagent.

The two stayed in the research institute for a week, and they just did experiments without eating, drinking or sleeping.

Song Lan himself can't eat and doesn't need to rest. It's strange that Shen Ji can keep full energy without eating or sleeping.

Shen Ji knew something about scientific research, but he was not proficient. Of course, this was his idea.

Song Lan felt that this person was not human at all. He was good-looking, strong, and proficient in scientific research. Where could he find such a person?

Before the apocalypse, Song Lan was also a scientific research genius with a high IQ. Now in comparison, he lost miserably.

At least he didn't make no progress this week, and he didn't make major mistakes like him.

On the eighth day, the institute broke its defenses.

At this time, the outside world was still pitch black, but the continuous night of several days brought a series of changes. For example, many zombies evolved to level [-], and many mutant beasts and plants appeared. The combat power was several times stronger than that of zombies.

With Shen Ji and Song Lan around, the Institute shouldn't be unable to hold on.

But the son of luck is here.

A group of second-level supernatural beings outside fought against Mutant Tree, and the flames of war spread to the research institute, breaking through the protection of the research institute, and in an instant, many zombies poured in.

Shen Ji calmly put the equipment and materials into the space, and the laboratory was vacated in an instant.

He took off his white coat and threw it away, "It looks like we should go."

The progress of the experiment was interrupted, and Song Lan's face was very cold.

Shen Ji patted his head and said with a smile, "Let's go."

This week has not yielded anything, at least the children are used to being touched by him.

Song Lan's face became a little colder, he glared at Shen Ji, took off his white coat, and walked out.

The two came out of the research institute majestically, which naturally attracted everyone's attention.

Among the many zombies, two men of equal imposing manner walked out as if they were patrolling their own territory, but the zombies completely ignored them.

Song Lan glanced at Shen Ji and thought it was a good feeling.

In the past, he would cover it up in front of people and kill zombies symbolically, but since he met this freak, he has become unscrupulous.

Since there are also people who can control the zombies, it won't be too abrupt for him to do so.

Duan Qianning looked at the two of them, pursing her red lips tightly.

None of the top ten masters in the previous life seemed to be able to come and go freely among the zombies.

In the early days of the end of the world, these two people can have such abilities, and it is impossible to be buried.

Could it be the butterfly effect of her rebirth?

Both Shen Ji and Song Lan felt each other's scrutiny, but they didn't take it to heart.

When the two came out, they realized that they were two teams.

At this time, there was a white boy rolled up by rattan on the mutant tree, that boy was so frightened that his face turned pale.

Seeing Shen Ji, he roughly guessed that one of them was captured by the mutant tree. This team was busy saving people, but the flames of war spread to another wave of people who came later, so they had no choice but to fight against the mutant tree together.

"Host, that's Shen Jing!" 009 suddenly shouted.

"Who?" What does it matter to him?

"Shen Jing, the younger brother of the original owner, you have a mission to protect him!"

009 sighed silently, the host really didn't care about anything except the target.

"Tsk, trouble."

Shen Ji looked at the young man who was arrested, and it really matched the appearance in the memory of the original owner.

It seems that although it has suffered a little, it is okay.

Song Lan followed Shen Ji's gaze and frowned slightly.

I don't know why, but I just feel a little uncomfortable.

Then Shen Ji took out a sword and soared into the air. With a wave of the sword, the vines that entangled the young man were cut off by the sword energy, along with many other vines that were affected.

This gave the exhausted crowd a chance to breathe.

The cane broke, and the boy fell directly, and Shen Ji didn't intend to follow him.

A figure flew past quickly and caught the boy firmly.

But after the boy landed, he rushed towards Shen Ji with red eyes.

The eyes of the man who caught him darkened, and he looked at Shen Ji with a strange look in his eyes.

Shen Ji quickly picked up the sword and pressed it against the man's neck, not letting anyone get any closer.

He looked in the direction of Song Lan, who was looking at him coldly.

Shen Ji frowned, then looked at the original owner's younger brother.

What a shame...