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Chapter 37 Past events

 Seeing the person in front of him, Deng Xiangjie finally confirmed his inner suspicion. He was indeed the initiator of the zombie virus.

"Senior, don't be so serious. We haven't seen each other for almost ten years. Shouldn't we give you a hug? Oh, I forgot that you are tied up now." Fan Ming waved, and the soldiers outside the door walked into the room and untied Deng Xiangjie.
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Deng Xiangjie stretched his aching wrist and saw the dark muzzle of the soldier's gun. He resisted the urge to go up and beat someone. He pointed to Lin Lei, the forest farm guard next to him, and said, "Help my friend, let go."

Fan Ming nodded lightly, and the soldier went up to untie the rope from Lin Lei's hand.

Deng Xiangjie glanced at his former junior student. Although he had a genetic disease, it was undeniable that Fan Ming was a genius. Even his always arrogant teacher praised him as the most promising student.

"Teacher...is he okay?" Deng Xiangjie asked worriedly.

The information the teacher gave him was enough to put him in danger, otherwise he would not have been hunted down after receiving the information.

"Teacher originally wanted to commit suicide, but I saved him. Now he eats well and sleeps well." Fan Ming smiled, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

Fan Ming's smile gave Deng Xiangjie a chill in his heart. He instinctively took a step back and asked, "These zombies...are they you?"

"That's right..." Fan Ming smiled.

"How could you do such a thing? That's more than a billion people." Deng Xiangjie was emotional.

Lin Lei on the side couldn't help but cursed: "Damn white-haired monster! My colleagues, those tourists, and those children, you should pay for them with their lives!"

Fan Ming still had a smile on his face and looked at Lin Lei with his eyes.

The latter felt a chill on his back, and the instinctive fear overwhelmed him. His mouth was open, his whole body was shaking, and he was unable to move.

Even though he could only see the side face, Deng Xiangjie felt chilled in his heart.

Fan Ming turned around, stretched out his index finger and shook it: "You were wrong, it was more than six billion."

Hearing this number, Deng Xiangjie's mind went blank. He raised his hand tremblingly, pointed at Fan Ming, and his lips trembled: "Crazy! You will be nailed to the pillar of shame in human history!"

"Senior, you are still as serious as before, but...this virus was inspired by your and the teacher's research. I made some improvements and created this virus." Fan Ming tapped the tip of his nose with his index finger and looked for it.

He picked up a chair and sat down, "So... do you want to join me and witness the birth of a new world?"

Upon hearing what the other party said, Deng Xiangjie was stunned at first, then his expression turned painful and he fell into grief.

Gene-controlled cells can control carcinogenesis and treat cancer from the DNA level.

At that time, with the investment of Tianxia Pharmaceutical Group, he and his teacher developed a technology to treat cancer. Then he discovered the horror of this technology. Cancer cells that can divide infinitely mean the possibility of immortality. This kind of disease that destroys the laws of life.

Technology would bring disaster to the world, and he had a disagreement with his teacher. Finally, he left Tianxia Pharmaceutical and went to work in a pharmaceutical factory.

Unexpectedly, it would eventually lead to a catastrophe, and I was also an accomplice of this disaster...

Fan Ming didn't speak, quietly waiting for the other person to adjust his mood. Seeing the other person's sad face, he felt a little dazed, and his thoughts went back to his college days.

At that time, Deng Xiangjie looked excited. He held his shoulders and said seriously: "Fan Ming, just wait. As long as the research is successful, your disease will definitely be cured."

He came here in person today, with a glimmer of hope, and asked Deng Xiangjie to join his hope.

"My way is to save people, your way is to harm people, don't change your mind, I will never cooperate with you." Deng Xiangjie said categorically.

Fan Ming's eyes turned cold and he said calmly: "What does the message the teacher gave you mean?"

"Do you think I will tell you?" Deng Xiangjie sneered.

Fan Ming nodded and stood up, walked slowly to the door, and waved to the soldiers behind him.

Several gunshots came from behind...

He held up an umbrella, came outside, and looked into the distance, his eyes a little lonely.

At this time, a student in school uniform came crookedly. He was already infected, his eyes were red, and he was grinning.

The two soldiers at the door immediately entered combat mode. Fan Ming stretched out his hand to prevent them from shooting.

He glanced at the zombie, and there was a red light flowing in his pupils. The zombie suddenly grabbed his head with both hands, twisted it hard, and fell to the ground.

The soldier who finished handling the matter walked out of the room, lowered his head and said: "Professor Fan, the inspection of Baixi Mountain has been basically completed, and no living people have been found. However, there are many mountain streams and caves in Baixi Mountain. We are short of manpower and cannot completely investigate."<

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Fan Ming smiled and said: "Withdraw it. Even if the information is leaked, the other party only has one year. If things go too smoothly, it will be less fun."

The team in Baixi Mountain evacuated. On the road two kilometers away from Baixi Mountain, a high school student wearing a blood-stained school uniform held a bloody fire ax in his hand. Rain mixed with blood flowed down his face.

After sliding down, he looked back at the mountains, his eyes full of sadness and anger.

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On the pedestrian street, Deng Yun quickly found a hot pot restaurant. As the glass shattered, several hungry zombies with red eyes fell from the second floor window and fell into the rain. They struggled to get up and rushed towards Deng Yun.

Scar's corpse was about to be eaten clean, and Deng Yun quickly attracted the attention of other zombies.

He ignored the zombies behind him and rushed into the hot pot restaurant with a slingshot. Stones flew and the zombies shot their heads. The zombies behind the store door were wiped out. Before the zombies could follow behind him, he immediately closed the door and moved in tables and chairs.

Block the door.

He fought his way into the kitchen. After several zombies wearing chef hats fell, he closed the kitchen door.

The roar outside became inaudible. He changed a bottle of healing fluid to repair his body. Then he went to the refrigerator and finally found the white pig brain.

The faint fishy smell made him swallow his saliva, and his inner resistance and body's needs made him feel strange.

He tried to take a bite, and the taste was so good. The suppressed impulse in his body was relieved. He couldn't stop eating it. He killed three pig brains in three strokes, five divided by two.

It’s hard to imagine that I would actually eat this kind of thing, or eat it raw.

At this time, the sound of a mobile phone receiving messages came from inside the schoolbag.

This is He Chao's mobile phone, he hasn't had time to check it yet.

He took off his wet short-sleeved shirt, wrung it dry, hung it casually on the kitchen cabinet, took out the clothes he had just left from the clothing store from his backpack and put them on, feeling instantly refreshed.

Taking out his cell phone, he found that it was from a netizen named Da Biao Ke.

"Is Superman here? Is he dead? If you don't reply tonight, I won't include you in the group."

Deng Yun didn't reply for the time being. He browsed the chat history first and immediately understood what happened.

He Chao found a message from a blogger on the Internet. Since he could not contact official assistance, the blogger was gathering capable people to fight against zombies together.

Before joining the group, you must go through an audit to confirm that the other party has certain abilities.

He Chao claimed to be a missing member of the rescue team and sent several photos showing shotguns and blasted zombie corpses.
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