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ICP filing number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet publishing qualification certificate: Xin Chu Wang Zheng (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Internet culture business license: Wen Wang Wen [2010] No. 129
Jiujiu raised her head and looked at Eighteen obediently and softly. However, her eyelids were slightly drooping and she looked listless, like a tired cat that had lost its spirit.
When Eighteen saw Jiujiu's obedient and cute appearance, his eyes couldn't help but soften. He raised his hand and gently stroked Jiujiu's forehead. From the space bag, he took out the clothes, shoes, food, and nutrients that he had specially collected for Jiujiu yesterday. He even thoughtfully prepared a bowl of egg shredded chicken porridge.
"One night at most. Wait for me."
"Okay!" When Jiujiu heard the words' one night ', the corners of her lips curled up imperceptibly. But in an instant, her eyes swayed and her voice became soft. "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Jiujiu's obedient words made the last trace of doubt in Eighteen's heart disappear. He pursed his lips and said, "Okay, then I'll go. If you need anything, you can use this to find me."
Eighteen stuffed a small device that looked like a mobile phone into Jiujiu's hand and whispered.
Jiujiu nodded obediently. "Okay."
Eighteen turned and walked away. After he turned his head and looked at Jiujiu hesitantly. He opened his mouth and said, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"
Jiujiu smiled. "Be careful on the road."
After receiving Jiujiu's concern and advice, Eighteen curled up the corners of her mouth in satisfaction and strode away.
One hour after Eighteen left, Jiujiu stayed in the room obediently as Eighteen had hoped. She even ate the egg shredded chicken porridge that Eighteen had prepared.
The porridge was fragrant, soft, sticky, and delicious. In the apocalypse, it was no different from a delicacy.
Jiujiu carefully ate all the food one bite at a time. Then, she carefully preserved the tube of nutrient fluid. After that, she lay down on the bed, covered herself with a blanket, and closed her eyes.
Eighteen rushed to the research lab while observing Jiujiu through the surveillance camera.
She thought that Jiujiu would run away while she was away, but she didn't expect that Jiujiu would follow her order and eat the egg shredded chicken porridge. She even put away the nutrient fluid that attracted her attention. Finally, she went to rest as she said.
After watching for more than an hour, Eighteen even heard Jiujiu's snoring when she fell asleep.
She arrived at the research lab at this moment.
Eighteen raised her wristwatch and pressed the switch. A straight road suddenly appeared under the ruins. Eighteen drove in. The moment she drove in, the road disappeared.
As Eighteen went deeper, airplanes, tanks, and even mechas appeared little by little. The size of the equipment was no less than a small army. Now, all of these belonged to Eighteen alone.
Stop the car.
Eighteen dragged the level-two zombie out of the car.
The level-two zombie, who was so arrogant that day, instinctively trembled when he saw Eighteen, like a mouse that saw a cat.
Eighteen raised the corner of her mouth and sneered. She looked at the level-two zombie and said, "I remember now."
The level-two zombie paused for a moment. After a while, it nodded slightly.
Eighteen raised his eyebrows in surprise. Although he had some ingredients in the drug that could restore the zombie's consciousness, he didn't expect it to be so effective.
However, even though Eighteen knew that the level-two zombie had recovered, his men didn't relax their movements. They almost violently threw the level-two zombie to the ground. Then, robots appeared and tied the level-two zombie up and sent it to the research lab.
Because of fear, the level-two zombie let out a terrible roar. However, in Eighteen's eyes, it was the last wail.
It was just an experimental material. He didn't need to spend any effort on it.
Eighteen walked towards the changing room at the side.
After changing into a white coat, Eighteen habitually pushed the frame of his glasses and turned on the screen. When he saw Jiujiu lying on the bed obediently like before, he felt relieved and turned off the surveillance camera. Then, he strode toward the research lab.
The moment Eighteen turned off the surveillance camera, Jiujiu, who he thought had fallen asleep, directly sat up on the bed. Her eyes were so clear that one could see the bottom. She didn't look sleepy at all. She was just pretending to deceive Eighteen. However, Eighteen didn't know that.
Jiujiu blinked and glanced at the clothes Eighteen put aside. She sneered and walked toward the bathroom.
Ordinary people didn't have the right to enjoy this kind of treatment. However, thanks to Eighteen, not only did the two of them occupy a large apartment, but there was also a bathroom in the apartment. They could take a hot bath once a day.
After taking a bath and changing into the clothes Eighteen prepared for her, Jiujiu didn't look at the bedroom door. Instead, she turned and walked toward the window.
Eighteen was very cautious. Even if he believed her just now, he would definitely set up double insurance. She couldn't take this risk. Instead of going through the bedroom door, she might as well climb through the window.
Jiujiu and Eighteen lived on the sixth floor. Next to the window was a railing with a fixed air conditioner. Although there was no electricity because of the end of the world and the air conditioner was no longer useful, the railing was particularly strong.
Jiujiu's figure was very petite. The railing of the air conditioner was enough to support her weight. Because of Xu Wan's physique, the current Jiujiu was simply useless. Moreover, because of Eighteen's chip, she had a physical body. The current Jiujiu couldn't cultivate at all. She couldn't even practice martial arts. Her brain was probably the most valuable part of her body.
Jiujiu carefully climbed down the railing of the sixth floor bit by bit. Because of her weak body, she had to rest on the railing of the air conditioner for a long time after climbing up one floor. By the time she reached the bottom of the building, it was already half an hour later.
Raising her arm to wipe the sweat on her forehead, Jiujiu thought about the route she and Eighteen took when they came and walked toward the place where there were soldiers.
Jiujiu had Xu Wan's memory. Naturally, she also had the memory of how to develop a vaccine. As long as she was given some time, she would definitely be able to develop a vaccine.
Taking a deep breath, Jiujiu walked toward the soldiers who were standing guard.
At this moment.
Eighteen's fingers gently pinched the scalpel. Under the shadowless lamp, the blade flickered with cold light.
The originally mighty and domineering second-level zombie was cowering in fear. However, its body was firmly controlled and it couldn't even make a small struggle.
Because it recovered a part of its reason, the second-level zombie's eyes revealed a human-like look of fear. Its gaze toward Eighteen was filled with awe.
Eighteen raised his hand and waved the scalpel in the air. Then, he cut.
Wherever the blade went, it was instantly cut open. The second-level zombie's rotten internal organs instantly emitted a sour smell like sewer.
Eighteen's expression didn't change as he continued to dissect the zombie. In his eyes, the smell could be ignored. The most important thing now was the data.
And this second-level zombie that seemed very powerful to outsiders was just a pile of rotten feces in Eighteen's eyes. Its only value was probably that it could help him get the data he wanted.
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