A burst of uniform footsteps came from the ground, and the crisp sound of stepping on rainwater could not be concealed even by the rumbling thunder. Liao Fan wanted to do something, but considering that there were too many people above him, he couldn't solve it all at once, so he had to hold back his temper and wait. More than an hour later, two people in this team hid in a shop on the street, took out cigarettes wrapped in plastic bags from their arms, lit them, and began to puff. Although the weather is extremely hot today, when there is a thunderstorm, the temperature will drop by more than 20 degrees. Patrols in the heavy rain all night really need to relax occasionally to warm up the body, not to mention that Ningcheng is impenetrable, and the patrol task is very easy.
The captain of the patrol loudly told the two to move quickly, and then led the others away. The strength of the cigarette was very strong, and the two of them soon felt that their frozen bodies began to heat up, which was very comfortable. They slightly closed their eyelids, squatted on the steps in front of the shop, and sipped small sips, trying to make this comfortable feeling last longer.
At this moment, a tall figure silently emerged from the ground behind them, knocking them unconscious to the ground with a wave of his hand. After a successful blow, Liao Fan quickly rummaged through the two of them and found four bottles of blue potion. His eyes lit up and he immediately put the things into the bag behind his back.
He had seen the people of Ningcheng use this potion several times from afar, sometimes they drank it by themselves, and immediately transformed into Spartan warriors after drinking it, unstoppable, even the high-level supernatural beings in Liaocheng couldn't do anything to them. Sometimes they are used to splash hostile supernatural beings on the body. Once they touch the potion, those supernatural beings will be as limp as mud and can only be slaughtered by them. They are also vicious in their actions. In order to prevent the potion from spreading to the outside world, they even did not spare the corpses of the killed supernatural beings. They poured the venom of mutant spiders on all of them, and melted into a puddle of stinky pus on the spot, allowing outsiders to investigate. can be checked.
Song Haoxuan sent people to snatch this miraculous potion several times but all failed. No matter how strong the supernatural beings are, they will become helpless when they meet these ordinary people who are good at using poison and are covered in poison. Now, this potion is in his own hands, and he can hand it over to the pharmacist at the base to imitate it after returning home, greatly improving the strength of the base.
Thinking of this, Liao Fan was a little excited, couldn't help taking a deep breath, then his face turned pale, and he held his breath, because there was a faint scent of dementor grass in the air, although the scent was washed away by the rain, but the smell After a long time, it will still make people fall into the magic barrier, and then they can't help but walk into the flower field, and become the fertilizer that nourishes the flower field.
Speeding up his movements, he searched the two of them again to make sure that there was no such light green potion that Gong Xiangyi gave him back then. Liao Fan didn't dare to delay any longer. He covered his nose and burrowed into the ground, trying to find a few more targets to attack. He didn't know that Jin Shangyu had already improved the rattan repellent and made it into a scented body pill and planted it under the armpits of Ningcheng people. The fragrance was stable and strong and could last for three years. In this way, even if a careless ghost forgets to spray the potion, he will not be hanged by the Vajra Vine.
Whether he can find the unused first version of the vine repellent and leave Ningcheng safely can only depend on Liao Fan's luck.
While perplexed by the strong physique of the people of Ningcheng who are invulnerable to all poisons, while looking for prey underground, Liao Fan was lucky, and soon found a guard who was alone. Unused vine repellent. Sneaking into the loosely guarded outskirts of the city, Liao Fan didn't dare to stay in the ground where the rhizomes of Vajra vines were all over the place. When he found no one on it, he got out of the ground and patted off some of the blood-red soil stained on his ears.
This kind of soil is rich in a large amount of iron elements, which is a major feature of Ningcheng, and Vajra Vine loves this kind of soil. Only in this kind of soil can it grow extremely luxuriantly, and the vines are also the strongest. The reason why Ningcheng took root but no longer spread to surrounding cities. Once the iron in the soil is depleted, the vines will be much less strong and less active.
Liao Fan stayed in Ningcheng for more than ten days, often sneaking underground, observing the lives of Ningcheng people, and was shocked by the sturdy Ningcheng people time and time again.
They can walk in the rich fragrance of dementing grass without being tempted by this fragrance; they can eat the meat of different animals without being poisoned to death; even ordinary people can instantly transform into supernatural beings and exert their strength to the limit The limit; they wandered among the diamond vines that were discolored by the outside world, irrigated and fertilized these murderous plants, maintained the soil quality, and made them grow more luxuriantly. Liao Fan was startled by the maverick and unpredictability of Ningcheng people. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that human beings could live so easily and comfortably in the crisis-ridden apocalypse.
However, now is not the time to envy and hate the people of Ningcheng. As long as they take away these medicines and reveal the secret veil of the people of Ningcheng, they can live the same life. Thinking of this, Liao Fan poured the potion on himself, and ran out of the city as fast as he could. The rain was too heavy, and if he didn't leave in the shortest possible time, the medicine on his body would be washed away soon, and he would die without a place to bury him.
After pouring the potion on his body four or five times in a row, Liao Fan finally left Ningcheng safely. Panting, he turned his head and looked back, trying to see the figure that moved his heart in the endless green sea. After a while, he wiped off the rain on his face, gritted his teeth and left.
Thunderstorm night is the best time for Song Haoxuan to practice. When Liao Fan returned to the base in the morning, he had just finished a night of training and was about to fall asleep. Hearing the news, he was refreshed and immediately interviewed Liao Fan.
When he arrived at the laboratory, four of his capable subordinates and a group of scientists in white coats had already gathered, and they were gathering together to test the composition of several bottles of blue potion with various instruments.
"How is it? Did you get the result?" Song Haoxuan walked over and asked in a deep voice.
"The ingredients of these medicines are very simple, but..." the leader in a white coat paused in embarrassment.
"But what? Don't tell me you can't do it! Back then, the pharmacist of the Gong family could improve your disinfectant just by looking at it. If you were incompetent, I wouldn't waste food to support you anymore." Song Haoxuan's tone was grim. , Sight cut through these scientists like knives.
Within a year, the Gong family had gained a firm foothold in the northeast by relying on improved disinfectants. If the Gong family hadn't been extremely xenophobic and had little contact with the outside world, the right to speak in country C would have been taken away by the Gong family long ago.
Sensing Song Haoxuan's killing intent, the faces of these scientists were paler than the lab coats they were wearing. Swallowing with difficulty, the chief scientist had to bite the bullet and finish the sentence, "The ingredients are as simple as they can be, but they cannot be replicated with our ability."
"What do you mean?" Song Haoxuan's face became very ugly.
"These potions are not well-made, and can even be said to be very rough. But their processing methods are beyond our current technology." The white coat pushed the frame of the nose, and held up the rattan with only a few drops left The agent said, "This is the juice of the purified Vajra Vine, without any added ingredients. However, no one in our base can crush the indestructible Vajra Vine and extract the pitifully small amount of juice in it."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was an eerie silence in the laboratory, and even Song Haoxuan was speechless. He is now a fourth-level high-level lightning and fire dual-line supernatural power user, and his thunder and fire can only barely burn the leaves of the Vajra Vine, and can't hurt this perverted vine in the slightest. If you want to crush this kind of plant whose hardness is close to that of the zombie crystal nucleus, you must be a person with enhanced or gold abilities of the fifth intermediate level or above. Such a strong man, Gong Lixin is the only one in the world today.
Indeed, this potion cannot be replicated for the time being, and the plan to break into Ningcheng had to be shelved. Song Haoxuan suppressed the unwillingness in his heart, pointed to the other four bottles of blue potions, and asked, "Where are these potions?"
Picking up one of the bottles of potion with a lighter color, the white coat continued to explain, "This is the concentrated and purified juice of Dementor Grass. Sprinkling it on the supernatural person can instantly make the supernatural person lose their power. However, to make this The potion needs to plant a large amount of dementor grass. Plants such as dementia grass cannot be planted in the base, or even appear around the base, so I don’t need to explain too much, do I?”
The laboratory was so quiet that a needle could be heard. The flower fragrance of Dementor Grass is poisonous and can confuse people's minds. Planting it in large quantities in the base is tantamount to asking for death, but it is also troublesome if it is planted outside the base. As we all know, there is a strange symbiotic relationship between soul-destroying grass and zombies, but wherever there are soul-devouring grass, it will definitely attract groups of zombies to wander. Ningcheng is surrounded by vajra vines, so they are not afraid of zombies coming to smell the fragrance, but Liaocheng is no good. If they really do that, it is certain that they will attract a wave of zombies to besiege.
Therefore, it is completely feasible to make one or two bottles of this blue liquid for self-defense, but it is extremely difficult to equip a bottle like Ning Cheng. The white coat sighed for a long time, and suddenly thought of something, looked at Liao Fan who couldn't hide his disappointment, and asked, "The scent of dementor grass is poisonous, why can the people of Ningcheng plant it in large quantities?"
"The people of Ningcheng seem to be invulnerable to all poisons. They are not afraid of the poison of the dementor grass, nor the poison of exotic animals. I found that they even make a living by eating the meat of exotic animals." Liao Fan frowned.
Everyone's expression was horrified when they heard the words, especially the white coats, trembling with excitement, grabbed Liao Fan's sleeve and asked if it was true. Liao Fan nodded resolutely. He swallowed excitedly, his words trembling, "If that's the case, the pharmacists in their base are far superior to me, and it is very likely that they have already produced an anti-toxin. The poison can resist poisonous insects and poisonous weeds, and can also prevent infection from zombies and alien beasts. My God~ Who is this pharmacist? A genius! Absolutely a genius!"
A group of white coats showed longing expressions, but Song Haoxuan and others lowered their faces, with viciousness and greed in their eyes. They must find a way to obtain such a heaven-defying potion, and the talented pharmacist will do everything possible to capture it.
"Liao Fan, you have been in Ningcheng for so long, have you seen that pharmacist?" Song Haoxuan turned to look at Liao Fan.
"I've only seen his assistant from afar, a girl aged sixteen or seventeen, but he's never seen him himself." Liao Fan shook his head.
"A girl aged sixteen or seventeen?" The white coat pondered for a while, and exclaimed after a while, "That's not an assistant, it should be the pharmacist himself. Her name is Jin Shangyu, a talented girl who has been famous in the medical field since she was fourteen. I can't think of anyone who can perfectly improve my disinfectant just by looking at it." The other white coats also showed thunderous expressions, and nodded in agreement.
"Jin Shangyu?" Song Haoxuan chewed on the name, a dark light flashed across his eyes, and an idea gradually formed in his mind. Looking down for a moment, he looked at the white coat, pointed to another bottle of blue medicine with a darker color and asked, "Is this the medicine that can turn ordinary people into supernatural beings after drinking it? How did you get it?"
"It should be made by incorporating the energy in the crystal nucleus into the blue liquid just now. But the energy inside cannot be extracted just by soaking the crystal nucleus, otherwise the Dementor Grass will not give up energy-rich food like zombies. I guess, they should grind the crystal nucleus into powder and soak it into the blue liquid, so that the energy inside can be extracted quickly. This is also impossible for us.”
Song Haoxuan was silent, after all, it was because of their low strength. If their strength reached Gong Lixin's level, they wouldn't be so aggrieved by a few bottles of potions like they are now.
With a sneer, Song Haoxuan waved to Zheng Chaohe and said, "Go, call the leaders of other bases, they should be interested in Ningcheng's information and Ningcheng's medicine."
Zheng Chaohe agreed with his lips, and left in a hurry.