This serious attitude of wanting to live gave him a deep impression of all the places he had been to.
The infirmary was on the fifth floor. The young man had been there before, so he remembered it very well.
Mo Qiong opened the door and the young man sent him to the bed. Then, he looked around as if he was looking for something.
"I don't know how to use the equipment here, but I know a medicine that can stop the bleeding when applied to external wounds. It will form a scab very quickly." The young man said as he searched.
"What does it look like?" Mo Qiong knew that Lan Bai She's medical skills were superb. This kind of medicine for external wounds must be very powerful.
After all, they had to face all kinds of dangers. In order to reduce the number of casualties, medical science had to be developed. It was fine if there were some strange effects, but normal injuries were nothing.
The young man described, "It's a green bottle, just like this, but there's a sign on it that forbids oral ingestion. There's also a special number, 96. Normally, we call it Jiu Liu Ointment. "
Mo Qiong was in great pain. Seeing that he was still searching, he threw a drop of blood.
The drop of blood flew straight to a cabinet. Mo Qiong slapped the blood away and opened the cabinet with the door lock.
There were rows of green bottles inside, all of which contained the Jiu Liu Ointment.
"Is this it?" Mo Qiong asked weakly.
"Yes, yes, yes!" The young man quickly nodded.
Mo Qiong pointed the gun at the young man. The young man was shocked and said, "What are you doing!"
"Turn around … and raise your hands!" Mo Qiong shouted.
The young man turned around nervously, then bent down and raised his hands. Then, he heard a gunshot and was shocked.
However, he realized that nothing happened to him. Instead, his handcuffs were broken.
He immediately knew what Mo Qiong meant. He immediately ran to the cabinet and took out the ointment. He opened it skillfully and sprayed it on Mo Qiong's wound.
Like spraying mousse foam, Mo Qiong's wound was covered with a layer of ointment.
He found gauze and slapped it on the wound. Then, he quickly wrapped a bandage around Mo Qiong's chest. The wound was treated.
Mo Qiong could feel that the bleeding stopped immediately. Moreover, the wound was numb, which greatly reduced the pain. Unless the movement stretched the wound, the pain was completely bearable.
"It's really a godly medicine. I feel like it's almost healed." Mo Qiong said in shock.
"How can it heal? This thing can heal wounds quickly, but it's impossible for your flesh to heal completely. There will be a scar on your heart. "The young man said.
Mo Qiong said nonchalantly, "What's the big deal about a scar? It's just losing a head. It's better than losing your life."
The young man laughed, "Yes … life is the most important thing."
"What's your name?" Mo Qiong finally asked for the D-grade personnel's name.
The young man said, "They call me 80083. Uh, if you want my real name … Xiao Feng."
"Xiao … Xiao Feng?" Mo Qiong
The young man smiled and said, "My father is Jin Yongmi, you know. What's your name?"
Mo Mo Qiong, "Mo," Mo Qiong Mo Qiong
"Qiong" Qiong Mo Qiong is Qiong killed killed killed "
As he spoke, he looked at Mo Qiong and said, "I killed five people. What's even more laughable is that I did it for a woman … Now that I think about it, I was really young. I let my parents down.
"Used?" Mo Qiong asked.
"Qito Mo to love love love love love to sleep sleep sleep Qiong. to to Qiu to To do to kill to die to Because when I went to look for her that day, I saw four of them on her body … "
Mo Qiong scratched his head, not knowing what to say. Indeed, he was too stupid.
Xiao Feng shook his head: "When I was in prison, I thought I was very arrogant to protect my dignity. My fellow inmates even praised me for being so arrogant. I also thought I was arrogant and wasn't afraid of death … but after coming here … I realized how stupid I was."
"Ah?"
Xiao Feng looked at Mo Qiong and said: "Most D-class personnel would understand the meaning of life as long as they survive an anomaly experiment. No matter if it's someone else's, or my own, when I saw the D-class personnel around me being twisted into sausages by my own shadow, my arrogant self was already dead.
"Every time I was lucky enough to survive, I would think about my past. At the time, I had nothing to do. At least I wouldn't starve to death by doing odd jobs, occasionally eating skewers and playing games. Now that I think about it, I felt like a god.
"Living is better than anything else, even being paralyzed is better than dying … even if it's just to eat one more meal or drink one more water, it's still worth it.
"Even if I had to risk my life to live for a few more days, I still wouldn't choose to end my life with a bullet. Some people didn't understand and chose to be executed, but I'm sure they regretted it because they had at least one less day to live.
Mo Qiong was surprised: "So you chose to continue being a D-class personnel … could it be that you want the D-class medal of will?"
"What's the D-class medal of will?" Xiao Feng was surprised.
Mo Qiong hurriedly replied: "It's nothing, I'm just complaining, I've watched too much of One Piece …"
He realized that the Blue and White Society didn't tell the D-class personnel about the D-class medal of will, because the Blue and White Society tried their best to prevent those who had it from participating in dangerous experiments.
If this was told to the D-class personnel, the D-class medal of will wouldn't be so simple.
Seeing Mo Qiong still complaining, Xiao Feng lowered his head, chuckled self-deprecatingly, then resolutely … clipped two bottles of ointment to his belt.
Not only that, he also took out a pair of medical scissors and a scalpel, wrapped them in bandages and hung them on his body.
Seeing Mo Qiong staring at him, he hurriedly said: "Don't be nervous, you should take some of these things as well, they might come in handy."
"Don't think that these things can't harm anomalies, for some anomalies, cold weapons are sometimes more useful than guns."
Mo Qiong nodded. Since he helped Xiao Feng remove his handcuffs, he wasn't afraid that Xiao Feng would try anything.
For what? Guns or access cards? These were all on the corpses of the security guards outside the door.
This guy obviously only wanted to live, and he also wanted to live, so they had to cooperate.
After taking some things, Xiao Feng added: "Right, if you trust me, get off the bed and stand over here."
Mo Qiong asked: "Why?"
Xiao Feng stood close to the door, but not too close to it. He explained: "The entire underground research facility is no longer safe, from the looks of it, at least a few of them have lost their effectiveness. In this situation, hiding in the room won't be of any help, there's a chance that one might pop out from under your feet.
"When that happens, you won't be able to run even if you want to while lying on the bed. Furthermore, the access card is in your hands, I won't be able to open the door, nor will I be able to escape."
This was true from experience, if Mo Qiong didn't stand a bit closer to the door, it would be too late to open the door when the situation called for it.
He immediately jumped off the bed and squatted at the door.
The two of them squatted facing each other. While there was nothing to do for the time being, Mo Qiong asked: "Tell me what you know, start with 382."
Beta-382 was the one mentioned in a room on the fourth floor of the basement.
Xiao Feng nodded and said quickly and concisely: "382 is a painting of an old villa in the forest, and a black figure is standing in the window on the first floor of the villa. It must be observed by at least two D-rank personnel in turns, two in a group, one every three hours. There are a total of eight groups of D-rank personnel in charge of this task. "
"I'm not, I was sent here because I needed to move it. I put it in the room on the fourth floor and came out, but as soon as I came out, the containment failure occurred. The person who brought me here handcuffed me here and went to the bottom floor."
"What happens if you don't observe it?" Mo Qiong asked.
Xiao Feng said: "That figure will slowly turn around. If only one person observes it, they will realize that with every blink of an eye, the figure will freeze a little. Every time they blink, they will see a different figure, so there will be at least two people in each group.
"Once his face is shown on the painting, he will turn into a physical body and run out of the painting …"
"I don't know how to bring it back into the painting, but I do know that it's impossible to even get close to it. That thing will carry the painting, causing people to fall into confusion, collapse, madness, and hysteria."
At this point, Xiao Feng appeared to be terrified. He took two deep breaths and continued: "I'm telling you, the most terrifying anomalies are those that are impossible to defend against, unreasonable, and inexplicable, capable of causing you to collapse. The method we used to struggle to survive is definitely not something that can be used on an anomaly like that. "
"It's best if it doesn't come out. If it does, we can only hope that we don't run into it …"
Hearing that, Mo Qiong was stunned.
Isn't this a classic case of mind distortion?
Then, he remembered that there was a preacher in this research facility.
Preacher David, a humanoid anomaly, the most powerful existence known to possess mind distortion.
382 was terrifying as Xiao Feng described it, but Mo Qiong knew that since this thing had been taken in, it wouldn't be able to harm David.
With David here, at least a few mind distortion anomalies wouldn't be a problem, they would be able to easily bring them back.
This was something worth celebrating, because Mo Qiong really didn't have any confidence in dealing with mind distortion anomalies, unless it was a dream type, then there was still a chance.
"Will 382 lose its effect? If they hear the broadcast, they will definitely panic … "Mo Qiong asked.
"I'm also worried that it might lose its effect, but they definitely won't panic. You have to believe in the survival instincts of a veteran D-class personnel. Especially at a time like this, they would know that they can't let the painting go out of control. Even if they have to stare at it for one more day, for the sake of survival, they would still stare at it without eating or drinking! "Xiao Feng explained.
Mo Qiong nodded: "The survival instincts of a D-class personnel … then what we should be worried about is … ah!"
"The cactus?"
Xiao Feng confirmed: "That's right, every room will change after a certain period of time. If the cactus doesn't come looking for us, that would be bad, because that would mean that it went looking for them …"
Mo Qiong also commented: "If they die, the painting will go out of control …"
"It's not just the cactus, there are also other anomalies that might have already gone out of control, any one of them would cause the painting to go out of control …"
Xiao Feng scratched his head: "If 382 comes out, we're done for"
Mo Qiong thought for a bit: "We'll go find them … and bring the painting with us! That way, there will be four of us, not only will we be able to keep an eye on the painting, but we'll also be able to help each other out "
"Furthermore … we should go downstairs and look for the preacher David"
Xiao Feng was surprised: "What? There's a preacher here? "
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