Lei Chuan has been with Bai Mohan for two months, and his mood has changed from the rage of wanting to tear him apart to the calm he is now. He wanted to see if Bai Mohan's so-called great cause of saving all mankind could succeed. He firmly believes that Bai Mohan is a psychopath, and his so-called medical research is just to satisfy his destructive fantasies.
It is because of people like him that the end of the world will happen. They are dirtier than zombies and should be completely obliterated. If he can return to his body and escape from the institute, he must make everyone here pay the price.
Because of hatred, he paid special attention to Bai Mohan, and followed him every day to observe his every move. He found that he knew nothing about common sense in life, and he didn't even know how to soak instant noodles. He only slept for two or three hours a day. In order to save time, he was reluctant to take off his clothes. Once the experiment made progress, he would not sleep for several days and nights.
He is like an iron man, and the intensity of work is unimaginable to ordinary people.
Right now he's looking at a petri dish through a microscope, puts the petri dish in the incubator a few minutes later, and walks to the bathroom. He closed the door of the compartment tightly, opened the toilet seat, bent over, bent his knees, and spat out a mouthful of blood. The splashed blood dyed the water in the toilet red.
He scooped a ladle of water from the bucket placed next to him, flushed the bright red liquid into the pipe, then wiped off the scattered blood droplets with a rag hidden in the water tank, and then went out to wash everything until the compartment was cleaned as usual. hands.
His expression was so indifferent, as if he was not spewing out a big mouthful of blood, but a ball of saliva. Lei Chuan stood beside him, staring at his extremely pale profile with complicated eyes.
Lei Chuan knew that in order to prevent himself from exploding, this person must have paid an unimaginable price. His body was almost torn apart by the shock, and he certainly wasn't much better, but he had healing powers, but he didn't even want to see a doctor, otherwise he wouldn't have gone so hard to cover it up.
He remembered what he had said - I'm on the right path, and I'd pay any price for it.
Does this so-called cost include himself
Thinking of this, Lei Chuan smiled sarcastically. He warned himself not to be fooled by a devil, and never to forget the severe pain when the other side cut his body with a scalpel.
Zhou Yun Sheng suppressed the severe pain from the double trauma to his body and soul, and moved back to the laboratory one step at a time. He can't let anyone discover Bai Mohan's true physical condition. He doesn't have time to stay in the medical center for treatment. If a vaccine is not developed as soon as possible, his remaining energy will not be enough for him to return to Xinghai space.
If the soul is seriously injured but cannot return to the Xinghai space, the consequences are very serious. He is very likely to be thrown into the turbulent time and space by the consciousness of this world. Without the Lord God's action, he will be violently The data blasted into slag.
So this task can only succeed and not fail.
As soon as I walked to the door of the laboratory, I heard a female researcher shout in panic, "Dr. Bai, the effect of the dormancy agent injected into Subject 1 should have passed long ago, but he has not woken up. Is there something wrong with him? already?"
Because of Lei Chuan's strength, Bai Mohan regularly injected him with a dormancy agent in order to ensure that he could stay on the test bench honestly, and each injection would allow him to sleep for at least a month and a half. It has been more than two months since the last injection, but he has not opened his eyes.
Zhou Yun Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and he walked quickly to Lei Chuan's side to check his pupils. There was no response, but his heartbeat and breathing were normal. Could it be that he was brain dead? Or fell into a deep sleep subconsciously? So what's the use of developing your own vaccine? Lei Chuan would never know! When he can't afford to leave, even when Lei Chuan is reborn, he will still kill Bai Mohan in the cruelest way as before, and nothing has changed.
Zhou Yun Sheng covered his face and shed tears of sympathy for himself.
No, Lei Chuan's healing power is so powerful, he will never be brain dead, he just doesn't want to wake up. A strong man like him, even if he falls into a deep sleep, will always leave a trace of perception of the outside world. This vigilance is rooted in his bones and will never change easily. Just bet this one, my gambling luck has always been good!
When he comforted himself, he calmed down.
Lei Chuan looked at his red eyes, and at the trace of sadness he showed, the tip of his heart trembled, so slight that he didn't even notice it himself.
Subject No. 1 has not been able to wake up, but as long as he is still alive and the blood remains fresh, the researchers will not pay too much attention. Zhou Yun Sheng would carefully wipe his body for No. 1 every day, trying to brush up the negative infinity favorability a little bit, which could be regarded as doing his best for the future Bai Mohan. He had a hunch that when Lei Chuan was reborn, he would be rejected by the world consciousness, and the real Bai Mohan would come back.
At this moment, he was wiping Lei Chuan's arm with a clean white towel, his pious and focused expression as if he was treating a priceless treasure. Lei Chuan stood opposite him, his eyes becoming more and more complicated.
This person's physical condition is getting worse day by day. Today he vomited blood again. Lei Chuan could even find solid pieces of meat in the bright red blood, which seemed to be the internal organs he coughed up. His body was completely exhausted, and that kind of severe pain in the five internal organs was not tolerable for ordinary people, but his calm expression remained unchanged, not even frowning, but fell to the ground as he walked out of the bathroom.
While he was struggling to get up while supporting his body, Lei Chuan stretched out an arm to help him, but was shocked by his subconscious action.
He was irritable, angry, and his mood fluctuated violently. He hid in a corner and pondered for a long time before returning to Bai Mohan.
He watched him clean up his body, watched him carefully observe the petri dish, watched him discuss the experimental process with the researcher, and watched him sleep with his clothes on the cold floor.
After many days like this, Lei Chuan became more and more calm.
The three computers in the laboratory kept calculating day and night, and the progress bar increased from 50% to 80%. Every researcher who passed by the computer could not help but stop and look with hope. Staring at the progress bar, it was as if when it reached full, it would cast a magical magic, restoring the purgatory world to its original beauty.
Lei Chuan also formed such a habit. At this time, he was standing straight in front of the computer, staring at the constantly beating data above. Hearing Bai Mohan's footsteps, he immediately stepped aside, for fear of blocking his sight, he laughed at himself after reacting.
Zhou Yun Sheng leaned over to see where the computer was running. Just yesterday, 007 had stopped running due to energy exhaustion. To restart, unless the soul power was input into it. But the world consciousness's rejection of him is getting stronger and stronger, he can only barely keep this body, and there is really no excess energy to supplement 007.
So to calculate the correct result, you can only rely on these three computers.
Fortunately, the 007 ultra-high-speed calculation helped a lot before, and the results will be obtained in two months.
Zhou Yun Sheng stood up straight and let out a turbid breath. At this moment, the overhead lights suddenly flashed twice and then went out completely, the three computers hummed, and the screens turned from blue to black.
"Power outage! Why is there a power outage? Didn't it say that the laboratory must never have a power outage, and the people above are all shit?" A researcher yelled angrily.
Although these computers are the most advanced computers that can be found in the apocalypse, many functions have problems due to their long use years. One of the biggest problems is that data cannot be saved after a power failure. Bai Mohan has repeatedly asked the upper levels of the base to ensure the power supply of the laboratory. They agreed, but they obviously did not take it to heart.
It doesn’t stop early or late, but it stops when the result is about to be calculated, which means that the calculations of the previous years are all in vain, and everything has to start all over again.
And this world has long been devastated and bruised, and no one can say how long it can wait.
A sadness that was condensed to the extreme and almost condensed into a solid body spread in the institute. A female researcher sobbed, followed by another person who couldn't stop crying. Soon, the desperate cries became one. They have worked hard for more than a thousand days and nights, and they sacrificed so many compatriots, but in exchange for only the darkness in front of them.
At this moment, Lei Chuan forgot those hatreds and felt a heavy heart because of their despair. No longer an experimental subject lying on the bed, but a bystander floating in the air, he seems to be able to look at everything around him more rationally.
The captain of the escort team ran over quickly and explained, "A level 11 zombie suddenly broke into the base and destroyed the motor room. After the zombie was strangled, the mechanic could carry out emergency repairs, so they didn't know when they would call. "
The full level of superpowers is level 12, and further up is the realm of the king, and then there may be the realm of the saint and the realm of the gods. Excluding the three legendary realms, the eleventh and twelfth level zombies can be It is considered to be the top existence in the world, and it would take many lives and time to kill it.
The waiting time seemed infinite, and the cry of the researchers became more and more desperate.
Zhou Yun Sheng was the only one who remained calm, he said quickly, "Are there any lightning-type abilities in the base? Can you send one or two over?"
The captain of the guard smiled wryly and shook his head, "There is no one in a million people with lightning abilities. There is only one Lei Chuan in our base, and he is currently lying on the test bench."
Zhou Yun Sheng was silent, his pale face could not be hidden even in the dark. Lei Chuan thought he would gloat at the misfortune, but when his eyes touched his paper-thin figure, he felt inexplicably tight in his chest. He turned his head away, not wanting to look at him again.
"Find me a pen and paper and candles, I'll do the math myself." Zhou Yun Sheng groped and sat down.
What is your concept? A serum protein molecular formula takes several minutes to calculate with a computer, and it is estimated that it takes several days and nights with the human brain. And the check calculation of those three computers contains tens of millions of molecular formulas, and the human brain simply cannot have such powerful computing power.
Everyone thought that Dr. Bai was crazy. A female researcher forgot to cry and discouraged, "Doctor, do you know which step is checked before the computer is powered off? If you don't know, how do you calculate it? Your face is getting worse and worse, so you should take a good rest during this time. Bar."
"I know, I was just looking at the computer before the power outage. Go back and rest, I'll do the math. I have a sense of my own body." Zhou Yun Sheng waved his hand and took the candle and pen and paper handed over by the captain of the guard.
The dim candlelight illuminated his resolute face, and everyone could not be persuaded, so they had to leave one after another.
Lei Chuan stood up straight, stared at the man's dark head and sneered, "Are you measured? You have a fart!"
"Dr. Bai, you haven't slept much for two days in a row. You should go back and lie down. Maybe you will call when you open your eyes." The captain of the guard had already left, and after thinking about it, he walked back and comforted in a low voice road.
"This world can't afford it, the surviving humans can't afford it, and I can't afford it." Zhou Yun Sheng replied without looking up while writing a series of formulas on a piece of paper.
The captain of the guard was helpless and could only stand by and stare at him.
Lei Chuan folded his arms and stared blankly at the man writing and drawing on the paper. He is a ghost, he doesn't know he's tired, and the man doesn't seem to know he's tired either. This counts as three days and three nights. When the lights came back on, he looked up, and it took several minutes before he stood up stiffly and slowly to turn on the computer. He's as dull as a robot now.
When the researchers heard the news, they held their breath to watch the screen that gradually returned to the boot screen.
Zhou Yun Sheng called up the calculation program and found that the progress bar had indeed returned to zero. The blank space was so dazzling that everyone's eyes were red, and some even let out a scream like a trapped beast.
Zhou Yun Sheng didn't even frown, and put the result he calculated into the program. The computer immediately calculates according to the formula entered in advance. It is much faster to verify the right and wrong after having the result.
Everyone was stunned to find that the blank progress bar was climbing at a speed visible to the naked eye. After ten minutes, it finally stopped at the 83% position. Then the three computers started the normal calculation again. various molecular formulas.
They clearly remembered that before the power outage, the progress bar displayed eighty percent. That is to say, Dr. Bai has calculated 3% of the molecular formula with his own brain, and it is completely correct. What kind of terrifying computing power is this? Is he still human
Everyone suddenly remembered that Dr. Bai was a spiritual psychic in the realm of kings, and his computing power was comparable to that of a computer.
The researchers looked at Dr. Bai with fanatical admiration. The depression and despair before were all gone at this moment. Their leader is so strong that he can make all the good visions a reality, and all they have to do is follow in his footsteps.
The captain of the guard recovered from his astonishment, and said softly, "Dr. Bai, you've worked hard. Leave it to them here. You can go back and rest."
Zhou Yun Sheng nodded and walked towards his lounge with a normal expression. Locking the door behind him, he took off his white coat and glasses. He lay down on the sink and gasped for breath. As he gasped, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the sink and mirror red.
Standing beside him, Lei Chuan was taken aback and couldn't help roaring loudly, "What's wrong with you? Are you okay? You fucking need to go to the medical center to take a look! If you continue like this, you will die! "
This person is so ruthless, ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to himself. His so-called "whatever it takes" also includes his own life, right
Lei Chuan tried to hug him, to carry him, to grab his collar, but all he touched was a cloud of air. In the end, he could only tug at his hair and watch the man clean up the blood splattered with a flat expression, then fainted on the cold floor tiles.
"Come on, Bai Mohan fainted!" He hurriedly ran to the corridor outside and shouted at everyone who passed by, but no one paid him any attention. Instead, he slowed down, for fear of disturbing Dr. Bai. rest.
"Your boss is going to die, hurry up and save him! Do you hear? He's going to die!" He ran to every corner of the institute, roaring hoarsely, hoping that someone might see him , hear him.
He is obviously a ghost, and he doesn't feel tired and hungry, but when he returned to Dr. Bai's rest room and saw the people who were still lying on the floor tiles, he suddenly felt extremely tired.
He stretched out his hand, trying to probe the man's breath, but found that his skin had no touch at all. He stared unblinkingly at the man's chest with red bloodshot eyes, hoping to see a slight rise and fall.
But he was too weak, the ups and downs seemed to have, and they didn't, making his heart tighten and shrink. He felt that he had no strength in his body, and he slid down the wall and sat on the ground, burying his face deeply between his knees.
One person and one soul ushered in the dawn quietly.
Zhou Yun Sheng coughed twice and woke up with a severe headache, which was the aftermath of overuse of his brain. If it was him in his heyday, he could calculate the formula given by Bai Mohan in less than a day.
Damn B-class world! He cursed fiercely in his heart the world consciousness that was always trying to exclude him, then staggered up and cleaned the bathroom with the remaining water in the bucket.
Finding blood stains on his clothes, he tucked them into a ball under the bed, changed into a set of clean clothes, and looked in the mirror to make sure there was nothing wrong before opening the door and walking towards the laboratory.
"Anything unusual while I was away?" he asked the researcher sitting in front of the computer.
The researcher immediately stood up and bowed 90 degrees, and said in a reverent tone, "Report, Doctor, there is nothing wrong. The progress bar has risen to 83.5%."
"Very good, keep watching." Zhou Yun Sheng patted him on the shoulder, walked over to the incubator to check the condition of Subject No. 1, took ten milliliters of blood from his carotid artery, mixed it with the zombie virus, and observed it under a microscope .
He was so absorbed in his work that he forgot everything around him.
Lei Chuan roared loudly at his ear, "You are a fucking human, not a god, you also need to eat and sleep! You haven't eaten or slept for three fucking days and three nights, do you remember? You thought you fainted on the floor tiles. Even if you sleep late? You will lose your life sooner or later!"
But the man couldn't hear anything, still staring at the microscope motionless, his back was slightly curved, and he could even see the abrupt butterfly valley and vertebrae through the fabric, thin and frail as if they were broken.
If he took off his clothes, Lei Chuan would bet that he would have less flesh on his body than the zombies outside. He remembers the last time he took a bath a month ago, which is common in the end times of water scarcity, and was taken aback by his sharp ribs. Now that another month has passed, he is consuming his life uncontrollably, and those ribs are probably even more frightening.
Lei Chuan hovered beside the man like a trapped beast, punching him in the back of the head from time to time, but he didn't realize that there was no resentment in the blow, only full of helplessness and worry.
In getting along day and night, he gradually understood what a beautiful future a man is willing to sacrifice his life for. There is a photo in his drawer. In the blooming lavender field, a little girl in a lavender princess dress is smiling brightly against the golden sun, with a blue sky above her head and a lush forest behind her.
Every day, he takes out photos and looks at them, with an unprecedented bright smile on his face. In this quiet and tender moment, Lei Chuan couldn't help but smile along with him.
Lei Chuan was tired from tossing, and walked slowly to the man's side, staring at the top of his dark head in a daze.
Just then, a researcher came over to inform Dr. Bai to attend the seminar.
Zhou Yun Sheng showed an impatient expression, but he still led the guard captain to the conference room. Every month, the upper management will hold a seminar, or check the progress of the work, or increase or decrease the project cost. Moreover, Zhou Yun Sheng gradually felt that the upper management seemed to have doubts about his research.
Sure enough, this month's budget was reduced by 20% compared to the previous month, which was a fatal blow to Zhou Yun Sheng, who was at a critical stage in the experiment.
"My research is the most important thing. You can't cut anyone's expenses. You can't cut me. In two months, I will be able to develop a vaccine. This is the most critical moment. You can't hold me back." He closed the budget sheet and said coldly.
"In another two months, in another two months, Dr. Bai, you say that every time you have a meeting, who has seen the results again?" Wu Hanyuan, another medical scientist with the same status as Bai Mohan, asked.
He threw a stack of documents in front of Zhou Yun Sheng, and smiled proudly, "Dr. Bai, take a good look, this is the true savior of mankind, a zombie that devours zombies."
Wu Hanyuan is the real medical scientist with anti-human tendencies. Before the end of the world, he secretly carried out human hybridization experiments, created a lot of monsters, and made fun of it.
Zhou Yun Sheng quickly read the information, and a thick layer of frost formed on the bottom of his eyes.
"The earth is in a desperate situation because of the rampant zombies. You don't want to destroy the zombies to save the survivors. Instead, you create monsters that are more terrifying than the zombies. Your actions are tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst, and you will kill yourself sooner or later!" Open your mouth.
"Dr. Bai, you are worrying. As long as the chips I developed are implanted in the zombies' brains, they will completely obey my commands. If you tell them to go east, they will go east, and if you tell them to go west, they will go west. They will never treat human beings. Cause harm. I have done several successful experiments under the supervision of the leader. If Dr. Bai has any concerns, you can come and see. "
Zhou Yun Sheng reluctantly suppressed his anger and nodded in agreement. It is useless to say anything now. Only by letting these idiots learn a painful lesson will they understand what it means to be self-inflicted and not live.
For Bai Mohan's wish, and in order to get the energy of this world to mend his soul, he must let the experiment fail.