Something's wrong with the little monster I picked up

"What's wrong with you, why is your face so red?" Meng Zhao asked.

"Are I blushing?" Mu Yufeng raised her hand subconsciously, and tested the temperature on her cheek with the back of her hand.

At this moment, the air she exhaled was hot.

"Do you have a fever?" Meng Zhao got up, intending to test the temperature of Mu Yufeng's forehead.

"Don't come here." Mu Yufeng waved Meng Zhao's hand away.

She pushed back, opened a safe distance from Meng Zhao, and said softly, "Stay away from me."

Meng Zhao narrowed her eyes. When Mu Yufeng waved her hand, a shocking redness appeared in the palm of her hand that she was trying to hide. Her hand was white and tender, which was particularly dazzling.

"What's wrong with you?" Meng Zhao asked.

"I'm fine." Mu Yufeng quickly denied it.

"You have blood on your hand. Are you injured? How?" Meng Zhao said in a serious tone, not giving Mu Yufeng room to blur the focus.

"I'm fine. When I jumped out of the window, I accidentally pressed against the glass and hurt myself." Mu Yufeng became very irritable, and she gave A Ling a look, hoping to let A Ling keep a secret.

She didn't want too many people to know about Ye Zi's blood sucking, especially at such a sensitive time.

Meng Zhao stared at her suspiciously, as if weighing the truth of Mu Yufeng's words. In the end, she couldn't think of a reason for Mu Yufeng to lie about such a matter, so she sighed and told Mu Yufeng to lie. Hands out:

"It needs to be disinfected, otherwise it is very likely to be infected. You have already started to have a fever."

Meng Zhao went to the base's medicine box and bandaged the wound on Mu Yufeng's palm. After wrapping the bandage, it looked like a white dough bun. When she was concentrating on bandaging Mu Yufeng, Mu Yufeng kept peeking at Ye Zi's reaction.

Ye Zi didn't respond, she didn't seem to remember what she did to Mu Yufeng's hand at all.

Ye Zi at that time made Mu Yufeng feel very strange, as if there was another person living in her body.But the body is still Ye Zi's body. They have been with Ye Ye for so long, and they have never seen Ye Ye show aggressiveness towards humans.

Perhaps the leaves themselves are harmless?She is the same as normal humans most of the time, maybe even if she is bitten, she will not be infected?

But Mu Yufeng didn't dare to gamble on this possibility.

Meng Zhao asked Su Wenhong to find a precious broad-spectrum antibacterial agent for Mu Yufeng to take. The pharmaceutical factory has long since closed down, and the antibiotics in circulation in the world are either handed down from the ancient past or produced by Vault 001.

Refuge 001...

Meng Zhao couldn't imagine that in such a crumbling world, there is still a place that retains an almost complete industrial system, and can even take care of education and medical care.Their generation grew up listening to the myth of Sanctuary 001. The level and ability of the leader's governance made Meng Zhao unimaginable. She thought that the heaven chanted in ancient religions was nothing more than this.

She longed to go there, and she believed that there was no one in the world who would not wish to be born in Vault 001.

But the immediate crisis must also be resolved.

They must first figure out one thing, whether zombies have evolved the ability to think.

"They didn't gather by accident. Assuming this was an organized and premeditated attack, these zombies should live in groups somewhere, and have a relatively clear social relationship with each other." Mu Yufeng said.

She hugged her arms, and the high fever made her shiver from time to time. The antibiotics had not yet started to work, and she felt like she was in a hole in the ice.

But the mind is extraordinarily clear.

She figured it out. Instead of worrying about what might happen in 72 hours, she should focus on the present. As long as she keeps herself under Meng Zhao's nose, with Meng Zhao's cold and selfless face, she will be able to deal with it at the first moment of her mutation. Give her a good time.

"Mr. Su, is your energy reserve okay?" Mu Yufeng asked.

Su Wenhong didn't know why Mu Yufeng asked such a question, but he soon knew.

Mu Yufeng asked Meng Zhao to move out a large case from their car. After it was connected to the power supply of the base, the breathing light on the top of the case flickered, and he heard an emotionless mechanical sound coming from somewhere in the case. : "Hello, master."

Immediately afterwards, the lights of the whole base flickered together, the voltage fluctuated too much, and the lights in some rooms cut off with a snap.

Mu Yufeng abstracted the behavior patterns of these zombies into models, and input them into the Darbaa system. Relying on the database of the Dabaa system that has observed and recorded the operating modes of human society for so many years, he conducted model analysis similar to wargame deduction, and finally ran out the prediction results. that is--

These are intelligent creatures with a high degree of socialization and a sense of group division of labor. They know where the weaknesses of both the enemy and the enemy are, and they will arrange tactics according to the weaknesses of the opponent.

It was like taking advantage of the mutual suspicion of human beings and the unclear trust between blood, allowing Su Wenzhou to open the gate of the base with his own hands.

Su Wenhong gasped, and looked at Mu Yufeng as if he were looking at a monster: "What is this?"

Mu Yufeng laughed, "You can call this the light of humanity."

Both Meng Zhao and Su Wenhong's faces changed on the spot, and there was no other reason. The title "Light of Humanity" was too specific and directional.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, I'm just kidding." Mu Yufeng smiled and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

Sanctuary 001 is unattainable in the hearts of traditional apocalyptic humans like Meng Zhao. It is not something that can be joked casually. Mu Yufeng tried it out, but her heart sank.

If she lived long enough to turn against Sanctuary 001, Meng Zhao would definitely part ways with her, and Meng Zhao was a rare friend.

"Then what should we do next?" Meng Zhao brought the topic back to the question itself.

"The reason why the model is called a model is because it has not been verified. Do you dare to find the lair of these zombies and see how far they have evolved?" Mu Yufeng coughed weakly twice, But what he said was crazy enough to make people's blood spurt.

"I object." A Ling made a prompt decision.

"If your guess is correct, then they will be more difficult than the zombies we have dealt with before, even completely beyond our understanding, we don't need to take this risk." A Ling said.

"What about you?" Mu Yufeng turned to Meng Zhao.

"I..." Meng Zhao hesitated rarely.

"I also don't think it's necessary. We should rush to shelter 001 as soon as possible and report the latest situation to the leaders, who will designate the next resistance policy," Meng Zhao said.

Mu Yufeng clenched his fists when he heard that, why did they trust the refuge 001 so much, and even entrusted the full power of the future to an organization that he had only heard about through rumors.

If that group of leaders were useful, how could such a blood-borne disease have been uncontrollable for so many years!

If Meng Zhao didn't go, Mu Yufeng's proposal would obviously go bankrupt. When she was frowning, someone touched her hand.

"Sister, I can accompany you." Ye Zi said.

"As long as my sister needs it, I can do anything."

Mu Yufeng stared at Ye Zi steadfastly. It had been a long time since she felt such unconditional support and trust. It turned out that someone was willing to go through fire and water just because of her words.

However, the image of Ye Zi collapsed in the corner during the scuffle was lingering in Mu Yufeng's mind, and she began to realize that Ye Zi was not the God of War.

"Forget it, there's no need. Team Meng is right. We should be more on the safe side."

Mu Yufeng gave up.

"Why isn't it necessary?" Su Wenhong said suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot like crazy.

"You left, leaving me and my people to face a group of intelligent zombies. If they still have a lair as deduced, will they come to take revenge?"

"Should we wait for the kind people in the shelter 001 to come and save us? Can I wait before I die?"

"Which side are you from?" Su Wenhong stood up and pointed at Mu Yufeng.

Mu Yufeng drew the logo of the anti-shelter organization on the palm of his hand, and now he has to go to the refuge 001 with others. How could she believe the nonsense of the leader group?

"Can't you see it?"

"Her!" Su Wenhong walked up to Ye Zi, and tore off the scarf she had put on again to conceal it.

"She is a zombie! No, she can fight better than zombies! She is the final form of human evolution, she is perfect!"

"The set of shelters has been outdated for a long time. The zombies have mutated their IQs. Do you know the bullshit of the leaders? Facts have proved that Professor You Ye is correct and far-sighted. This epidemic is the result of human evolution from heaven. We should hold the right of evolution in our own hands!"

"With such perfect evidence in your hands, you still believe Mr. Dai's nonsense. It's ridiculous! Absurd!"

Caught off guard, Su Wenhong lifted the fig leaf from the undercurrent. He first gave Mu Yufeng a meal, and then turned around to speak generously to Meng Zhao, so that the rift between Mu Yufeng and Meng Zhao could be resolved. It is revealed in the world.

He asked, "Where are you from?"

Meng Zhao figured out the joint almost immediately, and she looked at Mu Yufeng with disbelief on her face.

"What did he mean? Are you still thinking about You Ye? That's why you're going to Sanctuary 001?"

Mu Yufeng smiled, she stood up and spread her hands, unable to argue.

"Captain Meng, I still can't convince myself that the You Ye in your story is by no means the You Ye I know. Sorry, I didn't fully confess to you."

"I want to go to Vault 001, just to find out the truth."

"I will always trust You Ye." Mu Yufeng said.

Meng Zhao looked around, A Ling also quietly stood beside Mu Yufeng, going through life and death along the way, unexpectedly there was no friend beside her who could stand by her side.

"Okay." Meng Zhao said softly.

She turned away.

"If you want to leave, wait until dawn, the road is difficult and dangerous at night." Mu Yufeng called to stop Meng Zhao.

Meng Zhao paused, but it was only a pause. She pushed open the gate of the base and walked into the strong wind.

"OK, we broke up with the captain." Mu Yufeng sniffed, turned around, faced Su Wenhong and A Ling, and forced a smile on his face.

Her hand was still wrapped with the bandage that Meng Zhao had wrapped on her.

A Ling's eyes followed Meng Zhao until she was blocked by the re-closed door, she was silent for a moment, and she smiled casually in her usual coquettish way, but the smile was too hard and deliberate, trying to hide it.

"It's okay, it's not the same person anyway." She said softly.

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