"team leader!"

"Brother Yang!"

The person who had just noticed over there had a look of shock on his face. When he saw the dark blood on Yang Changxu's arm, he was almost frightened out of his wits. He threw away the supplies in his hand and ran over.

"Brother Yang, how's it going? It's the blood of zombies, right?" The young man with a flat head looked desperate. He fell into the hands of the robbery gang from the first day, and his life would have been miserable if the man in front of him hadn't kicked him away.

He walked through that hellish door and pulled him behind him. He was afraid that he would have died a long time ago. Among this team, Yang Changxu was their guiding light and the spiritual leader of the shelter. If he was suddenly gone...

Yang Changxu endured the pain and opened his sleeves. As expected, he saw extremely clear claw marks on his arm. The wounds were rotten and broken, and black blood gradually covered the red blood and seeped out.

"The wound is on the upper limb. It's too late to ampute it. It's hopeless." He didn't sigh, but instead raised a smile on his face. His palm patted the shoulder of the young man who was about to cry: "What does it matter! I'll put this

After the batch of supplies is cleared, it will end itself. I have a regional map here. It's getting dark. Take it and go back quickly - everyone in the shelter is still waiting."

"Captain..." Another woman not wearing military uniform walked over slowly. She held Yang Changxu's hand and said sincerely: "It doesn't matter, there is still a chance. We are almost close to the central hospital. There must be someone there.

Clues to remove the zombie poison... Isn't Lao Qin, who was injured today, also in the shelter for observation? He hasn't turned into a zombie yet..."

"Aman!" Yang Changxu suddenly shouted coldly.

"Yes!" The woman suddenly stood up straight and tensed her body, as if she was doing it subconsciously.

"Now, immediately, take the supplies and rush back to the shelter!" His voice was extremely awe-inspiring: "This zombie is not simple, I may completely mutate into a mutant zombie... I can't be your time bomb - this

It’s an order, take these two students and go back immediately!”

"..." The woman's cold face slowly softened. Her cold jade-like eyes gradually flashed with blurred tears:

"...Yes." She replied hoarsely, saluting with great respect.

The other two people stood up straight and silently saluted the man.

The barrage condensed into a dull atmosphere, as if the color of the world suddenly turned gray, and the surroundings were extremely quiet for a moment, except for the low roars of the zombies outside the window.

At this moment, Su Mingan, who was stuffing something into the bottle with one hand, came over. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Yang Changxu's wound: "Was it scratched?"

"Well... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have underestimated you earlier. Thank you for your help, but I can't save you anymore..." Yang Changxu sighed, and suddenly saw a bottle of purple liquid swaying in front of him.

"Drink it." Su Mingan said.

The crew-cut man on the side turned his eyes sideways, with an extremely eager expectation: "Is... is it a vaccine?"

Yang Changxu's slightly surprised eyes also fell on the young man in front of him, and his fingers were slightly flexed.

"Hard to say."

"It's hard to say? What does that mean? Really?" The woman was slightly excited and wanted to catch him, but a cold light suddenly flashed in front of her.

Yueyue bit her chocolate bar and looked at her with calm eyes, the snow-colored sword in her hand reflecting like a mirror.

The woman stepped back subconsciously, her eyes full of fear of the sword.

A strand of hair floated to the ground.

"If my guess is correct, it should be. If my guess is wrong..." Su Mingan held his chin and thought, but before he finished speaking, he saw the man simply raised his neck and drank it directly.

.

"Team, captain!" Aman hurriedly looked at him.

"What will happen if I guess wrong?" Yang Changxu laughed heartily: "If it mutates into some other monster, let the little girl kill me. That sword is quite fast."

"Don't talk nonsense..." Aman was still looking at him worriedly, and suddenly he saw a touch of red gradually showing from the wound that was constantly oozing black blood.

The complexion, which was gradually turning gray, gradually became normal, and blood gradually appeared on the man's resolute face.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!" He spit out a mouthful of black blood, and the blood blossoms glowed red on the ground, blooming like plum blossoms.

Su Ming'an looked at him with slightly moving eyes, focusing on him.

Amid everyone's worried and expectant eyes, Yang Changxu slowly raised his head.

The arm that was originally green and black gradually exuded the normal color of red.

...All the characteristics that tend to become zombies have completely disappeared.

The air became silent for a moment.

The next moment, Aman suddenly fell on him, with tears all over his face.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa," she cried without concealment, as if the steel bones she brought from the team had softened, and she just threw herself on people like a little woman, never letting go.

"Okay, okay..." Yang Changxu's hand touched her head a little at a loss, then gently pushed her away, looking at the young man in front of him with respect, and bowed deeply, deeply.

made a bow:

"Thank you, thank you for saving my life. I don't know how to thank you. In the future, Changxu..."

"It's okay, you have verified one of my guesses."

Su Mingan immediately interrupted his excited words of loyalty and took the half-filled bottle of liquid in his hand. However, he noticed that the woman named Aman was staring closely at this side.

"That... that is the antidote to the zombie poison?" Aman repeated, as if confirming his guess, and suddenly became very excited: "Yes, it is the antidote - Lao Qin, Lao Wang, and

Those who are under observation... everyone can be saved! At least, if everyone takes a sip, they will be relieved..."

"Yes, yes!" The eyes of the two men next to them shone brightly: "Old Qin and the others can be saved! All it takes is a small bite..."

Aman approached Su Ming'an in an instant and put his hands on his shoulders: "Thank you, thank you! Little brother, you are such a good person, that... that antidote, anyway, you and the little girl were not poisoned, can you give it to me?

Let’s take it back…”

"Aman!" Yang Changxu interrupted her immediately, frowning: "My little brother has already done his best to be benevolent and righteous."

"But...Old Qin!" Aman was extremely excited: "You can still find the antidote anyway, right? But Old Qin...Old Qin has been in a very bad state since this morning...He is about to turn into a zombie! Old Qin is about to become a zombie!

Qin is also our companion, do we still need to kill him with our own hands?"

Yang Changxu faced the sparkling look in Aman's eyes. Even though he knew he shouldn't force others like this, when he thought of Lao Qin, who was in a similar situation to himself, and of himself who was out of danger, he didn't know where to speak.

Lao Qin is the earliest founder of the base. He is a Ph.D. in the Department of Chemistry. He is also very skilled and has done a lot of work in finding clues. As long as he is still there, there is still hope for a vaccine...

Aman blinked and looked at Su Ming'an with great expectation. His fingers inadvertently exerted force to hold his shoulders: "Little brother... you, you will agree, right? Can you give us the antidote, let us

Go and save our companions who share life and death..."

"No." Su Mingan threw her hand down with a strong force, holding the bottle and taking a half step back.

"Why, why——!" The boy with a flat head behind suddenly became excited: "You can obviously look for us again, right? We, we can accompany you to look for you later, but now our lives are at stake, and we are fighting against death.

Time!"

"When money was extremely scarce before, Brother Yang could go without food for a day and give it to the people in the shelter. Why can't you give it up? It's obvious that vaccines can be found again..." Aman looked at him desperately.

…

At this time, the barrages from the players present also became a row.

Some people think that it should not be given, but there are also many people who think that the antidote should be given.

[Anyway, the Central Hospital should have one, but it won’t be used for the time being...everyone wants to be like that. 】

[Don’t blame these people, if your loved ones were to lose their lives, you would react the same way.]

[But there shouldn’t be moral kidnapping...Why should the anchor let others know the clues he found...]

[The anchor is so cold-blooded and just throws it away after use. I’m really speechless.]

[Have you not already completed the advanced mission? You are unwilling to save anyone for possible extra rewards...]

[I have seen through the nature of this anchor before. He is unmoved even when he sees a girl dying on the street. He is a selfish villain.]

[This military brother is so pitiful. He is obviously very strong, but he can give up his mission and search for supplies to protect the people in the shelter, but the anchor refuses to even raise his hand. 】

[Hey, hey, is there a certain level of moral kidnapping? I pinned it to the top of the forum and didn’t read it? What’s wrong with saving clues just to keep going? And the anchor is about to go to the most dangerous Central Hospital, so keep the antidote just in case...

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Chapter completed!