"Okay, I'm done crying, Xiaomei, Agui, Mrs. Zorah, what are we going to do next?" Wiping away the tears with the back of her hands, she didn't notice that there was still snot hanging under her nose, and Hana's eyes were red. ask.
This is a strong child, and the grief of witnessing her father's death again has not passed, and she is already thinking about what to do next.
"Is the antidote enough? If not, I…" Rolling up her sleeves, Hana revealed a small thin arm.
Xiaomei glanced at the girl's firm face and shook her head for a while: "Enough, after extracting the foreign cells in your body, Mr. Hanalens and I have restored it to its original state, which was originally a kind of division and reproduction. Very fast cells, and after using special agents to speed up their reproduction, we now have enough embryoplasma."
"The next step is mass production."
"To produce such a large amount of antidote in a short period of time, I can't operate it alone. The fusion process requires extremely subtle manual operations. This antidote cannot be produced in large doses at the same time." Xiaomei said the current difficulty.
His eyes moved away from Hana's face, fell on Mrs. Zorah's face, fixed on Ronggui's black eyes for a while, and finally landed outside the door.
The slaps from the door panel were getting heavier and denser, indicating that there were more and more undead crawling up to surround the door.
Everyone was silent.
Except for the deceased Mr. Hanarens, there was not a single person at the scene who could help Xiaomei, and the antidote could not be made even though the antidote had been researched. This... this is too...
Just when the room was dead silent except for the sound of fingernails scratching the door getting louder and louder, Ronggui suddenly spoke:
"If Xiaomei can't make the antidote for the whole city by herself, then... can you let the whole city make it together?"
"This is not Ciciro City, are everyone basically pharmacists?"
Everyone looked at Ronggui.
Holding Xiaomei's arm tremblingly, Ronggui looked so nervous that he couldn't tell that he was the one who just came up with such an idea.
Looking back at Ronggui, Xiaomei glanced at him quietly, and said after a while, "This method is feasible."
"However, there are two problems that need to be overcome before this approach can work."
"First, how to get the embryoplasma into the hands of other pharmacists."
"Second, how to release the prescription to the whole city."
"This..." Ronggui was dumbfounded. He thought anxiously. In his anxiety, he heard a heavy slap on the glass. He followed the sound and suddenly saw a familiar face. He was startled!
It's Horsen Lind! How did that guy climb to the third floor window! ! !
These zombies are too persevering, too able to find, right? As long as there are people in there, there is no place they can't get to...
and many more-
So, everyone watched Rong Gui's expression firstly nervous, then turned into panic, and suddenly turned blank, turned into the expression of a contemplative.
As a robot, his expression changed too much.
If facial expressions correspond to psychological activities, his psychological activities are too rich!
Xiaomei stared at Ronggui, just when he was thinking about whether Ronggui was frightened and stupid, commonly known as the program went wrong, Ronggui suddenly raised a finger and pointed to the zombies outside, he said with a serious face:
"We can let these guys send embryoplasma~"
"I just thought, these guys can really climb, as long as there are living people, there seems to be no place they can't reach, even the third floor window can climb up, then... go anywhere in the city, as long as there are living people Where can they go?"
"Since this is the case, can we put the embryoplasma on the zombies, and then remind everyone to be brave and get the embryoplasma necessary for making the antidote from the zombies, so that this problem will not be solved. La?"
After Rong Gui finished speaking, he looked at everyone nervously. He originally had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he was a little unconfident when it came to the end. After all, these zombies are so scary, and asking them to send things is a little bit... Not reliable...
Ronggui scratched his head.
However-
"This method is also feasible." Xiaomei spoke again.
Oh yeah! Rong Gui secretly clenched his small fist!
"And then there's one last question left."
"How to spread the prescription."
As soon as Xiaomei's voice fell, Mrs. Zora suddenly took out a large box from the corner of the room, opened the box, and she took out a...
loudspeaker? !
"Before I bought a walkie-talkie online, the seller sent this speaker."
"The seller said that the speaker's amplification function is very good, and it can completely replace the walkie-talkie, but—"
Mrs. Zola turned on the horn and coughed softly.
The original light cough resounded in Ronggui's ears like a nine-layered thunder.
OMG! What kind of speaker is this! The sound is so loud, it is estimated that the whole city can hear it, right
While covering his ears habitually, Ronggui shouted madly in his heart.
and many more-
Can the whole city hear it
Mrs. Zora turned the switch off again, as if nothing happened, she said indifferently: "That's it, as soon as you speak into this loudspeaker, the whole city can hear it, it can't be used as a walkie-talkie at all, so I threw it here. ."
Looking at Mrs. Zora in a stunned manner, Ronggui put down his little hand for a while, and said with emotion: "This is too amazing! But this room is amazing, why does it have everything?"
"It's very simple. This room is also idle when I'm idle. I use it as a storage place for online shopping." Mrs. Zora raised her chin slightly.
In exchange for Ronggui's stunned expression.
Oh my god! Thinking of a three-story mansion as a stacking place for online shopping, Mrs. Zola turned out to be the legendary online shopping madman!
as well as-
That seller, you send things indiscriminately all day long, will your store really not be complained about going bankrupt
There are so many grooves in my heart that Ronggui doesn't know how to vomit.
But thanks to Mrs. Zora's hidden attributes, the last problem of antidote production was perfectly solved.
Next is who will announce the prescription.
"I want to pack the embryoplasm." Xiaomei said.
"I'm going to put embryoplasma on the undead outside. I, my current body is a machine, and I'm not afraid of biting! And I can disguise zombies!" This is Ronggui.
Not to mention, when it comes to the skills of disguising zombies, Ronggui is really the number one here!
However, other people's reactions to encountering zombies will not be the same as his, because they are too afraid to pretend to be part of the other party, and Ronggui's brain circuit is a bit strange.
"I provide the trumpet." Mrs. Zora said this sentence, and the old man said it decisively.
then-
The only one who didn't claim the job was Hana.
"Hana, come on!" Ronggui encouraged her.
"Add a sentence after saying the prescription and tell them that if they don't have enough herbs, they can come to me to get it for free." Mrs. Zora was generous to the end.
Xiaomei... Xiaomei had already started packing the embryoplasma, so he copied out the prescription and handed it to Hana.
So, when everyone performed their duties, Hana stood stiffly in the center of the room, holding a trumpet in one hand and a prescription in the other.
Her eyes slid across the faces of everyone in the room, and finally landed on the face of Dad, who was lying quietly on the carpet.
The originally nervous and overwhelmed heart suddenly calmed down, pursing her lips, the little girl resolutely pressed the switch of the horn.
So the next second—
Centering on the dark alley where Mrs. Zorah lived, Hana's voice echoed over the entire city!
"Hello, everyone! I'm Hana, the pharmacist who made the elixir, the daughter of Gobney Hanarens, the father has really died after eating the antidote for the elixir, and he used his own body I have personally proved that the antidote to the elixir has been made."
"My father is not the only one who is studying the antidote, but also Mr. Xiaomei. Dad has passed away, and Mr. Xiaomei can't make enough antidote alone, so everyone's help is needed now."
"Next, we will read out all the prescriptions and the specific production methods. We will also tie the embryoplasma necessary to make the antidote to the undead wandering outside. These undead will instinctively move in the direction of ordinary people. The embryoplasma will be brought to every pharmacist in town."
"It's a small red capsule, it may be green, we don't have enough utensils here, we can only hold one, please, the pharmacist who gets enough embryoplasma will distribute the excess to the others as much as possible. pharmacist."
"In addition, if you don't have enough herbs in stock, you can find a way to come to Mrs. Zora's herb garden. She is willing to donate all the herbs in the garden for free!"
"Next, I'm going to read the prescription for the antidote for the elixir—"
From stammering at the beginning, to the very smooth speech at the end, Hana read every word on the prescription seriously.
The little girl's hoarse voice reverberated over the whole city because of her crying. She read it so seriously that there was nothing in her mind except her father's face.
Ronggui and Xiaomei were already shaken by her voice, Xiaomei had turned off the sound receiver, pulled Ronggui over, and he also turned off Ronggui's.
Mrs. Zora, on the other hand, with a calm face, dug out a package from the room, and found a pair of exaggerated earplugs to plug it.
The four people at the center of the whirlpool calmly performed their duties, and sat down carefully on what they should do, completely unaware that the outside world had been turned upside down by their tossing up and down!
"Oh my God! The antidote has actually been invented?!" This was a certain otaku pharmacist who was burying his head in antidote research.
"Hanalens? Isn't this the goddamn pharmacist who invented this goddamn medicine?" This was a certain Cicero who was struggling with the zombies that broke into his home.
"What is the prescription? Where is the prescription! Hurry up and read it! I can do it! I can do any medicine!" This was an old man with a beard.
However, no matter what they thought at first, when Hana announced that she was about to recite the contents of the prescription, everyone stopped what they were doing, found a piece of paper, and carefully copied the prescription.
And when they were transcribing the prescription, Ronggui and Xiaomei had already packed the embryoplasma.
It uses the small capsules most commonly used by pharmacists here. It is very sticky and can stick to the clothes of zombies. It is not easy to break. It is a kind of inexpensive storage.
Carefully imitating the movements of the surrounding zombies, Rong Guimeng walked out of the house guarded by the zombies.
Looking at Xiaomei, who had an expressionless face and no camouflage, but also walked out of a group of zombies unscathed, Ronggui couldn't help complaining: "It's all a robot body, why are they so excited when they see me, I don't have much reaction when I see you!"
Xiaomei glanced at him: "Because you are too noisy."
The two little robots looked at each other.
"Do you work?" Ronggui said.
"Yeah." Xiaomei nodded.
Then, the two little robots moved, and they found Rhubarb who was still mighty and unyielding while being stepped on by a group of zombies from the next door, and they launched Rhubarb directly.
The freezer containing the two people's bodies is still in the dark compartment, and the rhubarb's outer shell has been stepped on. However, his center of gravity is very stable, and he has never overturned the car, so the two people who were hidden in the dark compartment of the chassis by him are in good health. Nothing happened.
"Rhubarb is great!"
With Ronggui's praise, Da Huang quickly drove out of the dark alley.
They deliberately found a location close to the city gate and city wall. There, there was an endless stream of undead people coming in from outside the city, mingling among these new entrants, and Ronggui carefully glued the small capsules to their faces. .
It's easier to see if you put it on your face - Ronggui thinks it very intimately.
And Xiaomei's approach was more efficient, he directly threw his own capsule on the ground.
Honor: =-=
"The capsule has good adhesion and can stick to the sole of the shoe. Their body may be damaged, but ordinary people will not attack the sole of the foot, so it is safer. In addition, the material of the capsule is very elastic and will not be cracked by stepping on it." Just to Ronggui, Xiaomei also explained two sentences.
Then, Ronggui saw a new zombie who had entered the city stepping on the capsules on the ground, with a few sticking to the soles of each zombie's feet, and they entered the city like this.
It doesn't matter if the location is good or not, it just works.
In this way, a large number of zombies carrying embryoplasma capsules also entered the city.
Then, the response was extraordinary—
"Oh my God! Whoever came up with the idea to hide the capsule under the soles of the undead's feet!!!! God knows, in order to find the capsules, I have to touch the whole body of the undead! I finally found out that it was under the soles of the feet—" This A poor pharmacist with mud and bugs all over his hands trying to find capsules.
"Come on, how good is it to put it on the soles of your feet? You can get it when you put the undead on it, but the one on my side is stuck to the face! It's still on the lips! I almost got bitten when I took something from the mouth of an undead! "This is a sad apothecary who risked his life to touch the lips of an undead man in order to make an antidote.
The city is full of clamor from pharmacists. However, the hustle and bustle at this moment is not due to despair. Almost every family has obtained some germplasm, and if they can't get it, they go to the side to get the medicine for germplasm. With the help of the teacher, the zombies outside were still approaching layer by layer, but the city of Ciciro suddenly became quiet.
When the pharmacists started to make the potions, at this moment, not a single pharmacist could speak.
This is when they are at their quietest.
So, when all the pharmacists started to make medicines, the entire city of Cicero became extremely silent except for the sound of the undead.
While the pharmacists were making medicines, the convoys of the City Security Patrol were heading for the corner of the city, Mrs. Zola's house.
Knowing from the trumpet that the pharmacist who invented the antidote was here, the captain of the patrol team immediately ordered that all the team members come over to help those who can stick the capsules to remove the capsules, and those who can help make medicines to make medicines, and what? If you can't do it, you can help pack the herbs. It takes a lot of antidote to make antidote. Many pharmacists' herbal medicines have begun to run out.
"It turns out that Xiaomei, you are actually a master of medicine!" Qilu admired and looked at Xiaomei while driving: "You and Mr. Hanarens actually made the antidote together. Fortunately... Fortunately, you didn't leave and came back again. ."
When the patrol team hurried to Madam Zola's house, someone found two small robots among a group of zombies.
At first, they thought that the two little robots were also zombies. Later, they thought they were ordinary people surrounded by zombies. They didn't know until they were forcibly "rescue" from a group of zombies. The person who is sticking embryoplasma on the undead, and even one of the little robots is Mr. Xiaomei who made the antidote as mentioned in the loudspeaker broadcast!
Who is the most respected person in Cicero
Not a doctor who spends a lot of money on drugs, but a master of pharmacy!
Although he was unknown before, or even a foreigner, but—
From the moment Xiaomei developed such a drug, without any qualification test, there is no doubt that in the hearts of everyone in Ciciro City, he is already a master of pharmacy.
Respectfully invited the two little robots to the car, and found that Qi Lu was familiar with the two, so he specially assigned Qi Lu to them as a driver.
=-=Although there is rhubarb, the two little robots don't really need any drivers~
But with an entire convoy on the way, their journey back went a lot smoother. In addition, more people help them distribute embryoplasma, and more people help them transport the medicine out. In this way, the process of making the antidote is extremely smooth!
When there is an antidote, there is hope, and when people hold hope, miracles can often occur.
In the process of making drugs, the zombies in the outside world are still scary, but the pharmacists who put all their energy into antidote production are no longer afraid.
On this day, the failure rate of antidote production was exceptionally low.
After six tense hours, one after another, the pharmacists hung a red cloth on the window of their pharmacy.
This is required by the security patrol. As long as the pharmacist who has made the antidote hangs a red cloth out, after all, it is the limit of many pharmacists to dare to take embryoplasm from the face of the zombie. Let them put the medicine in the mouth of the zombie. really… really…
Many pharmacists don't have red cloths at home, so they hang up red pants.
There are not a few pharmacists who come out with red pants~
For a time, red pants were hung all over the city.
A red pants represents an antidote. The more pants, the more the antidote. However, the captain of the patrol team is not happy at all.
How to make these zombies eat the antidote is a difficult problem.
After all, not all zombies can voluntarily drink the antidote like Hanarens Pharmacist.
Until Xiaomei suddenly said to him:
"Collect all the antidote. Is there an atomization mode in the urban irrigation system? Pour the antidote into it and cut it into an atomization mode."
He just said this, and then went on to do his own thing.
However, the patrol captain was overjoyed!
Yes, it is difficult for zombies to take the initiative to drink the potion, but it is easy if the potion turns into mist. The extremely fine atomized particles will enter the mouths of the undead, fill their nasal passages, and drill into the pores...
Maybe this is a better way to take medicine!
Feeling refreshed, the patrol leader immediately ordered his subordinates to go from house to house to collect the antidote, and the collected antidote would be immediately sent to the city center, where the control center of the city's irrigation system is located.
"Next, the entire city of Cicero will use the atomization irrigation mode to deliver the antidote. Please don't worry when you see the fog, please stay at home and wait quietly..." Before the antidote was put in, the patrol leader also made a final attempt speech.
He still uses the loudspeaker that Mrs. Zola bought. When there is no time to go to the radio station, there is no better tool to use than this high-power loudspeaker~
After that, he ordered the antidote to start.
One after another, the antidote was put into the atomization chamber, and the white mist was sprayed out from the mist outlet. As more and more drugs were put in, the mist became thicker and thicker.
Until the white mist shrouded the entire city of Cicero.