When the npc became a goddess, she became a Buddha

Chapter 79 The Abandoned Experimental Hut

The river water is cold.

After Ding Chan entered the water, the system covered her and Meng Zan's bodies. It was the energy of Banma, which cut down the biting coldness.

This feeling is like the feeling after devouring the core of a zombie, like a spring breeze and full of energy.

Meng Zan can't use the ability now, and he knows that this feeling is transmitted from Ding Chan.This made him very curious. Ever since he saw Ding Chan, he had a strange feeling. This was his sixth sense. He thought such a person was amazing.

This big businessman who suddenly appeared in front of him was like a puzzle.Obviously she also has a restraining ring on her body, but it can't restrict her abilities.

interesting.

Ding Zhan's own mental power cannot be used, and the half-ma energy implanted in the system is consumed now.With the output of Banma's energy, the two continued to sneak in the river without coming out of the water.Ding Zhan can't swim, and his mental power can't be expanded, so the command is all in Meng Zan's hands.

They dived in the river for half an hour, but seeing that there was no one on the bank, the two climbed along the river bank to the grass.

Both of them were wet from top to bottom, and there was a stench of river water on their bodies.

Even the incense on Meng Zan's body was covered.

Seeing Ding Chan sniff the air twice, Meng Zan asked, "What's wrong?"

Ding Chan said calmly, "It's okay."

In fact, he wanted to know why the fragrance on his body was gone, it smelled very good.

Maybe the smell is too strong.

"Where are we now?"

"Not out of the institute yet."

Looking at the bewildered man, Meng Zan said: "This river is inside the research institute. We can't swim out. We can only go here at most."

"Then will they come and chase us?"

"Of course, so we need to find a place to hide first."

There is an old hut next to the river bank that swims up.It is said to be old because it looks in disrepair from the outside.

Pushing open the door, the two walked in, only to find that there were many bottles and jars inside.It was covered with cobwebs, and the air was filled with dust.

Many bottles and jars contain human organs, which look very similar. The blood is black, and their original appearance cannot be seen clearly.Only the top two rows were filled with other things, and Ding Zhan could not analyze the substances inside.

Meng Zan said: "This is the heart of zombies in the early days of the end of the world."

Meng Zan seemed to be familiar with everything here, skillfully opened all the drawers, only to find a pile of rusty surgical knives.

"Have you been here?"

"Yes, I have been staying in this house for nearly a month before."

Meng Zan tiptoed to the highest counter and groped, "This place is very secret, and those people can't find it for the time being, but we can't stay here for too long, we have to find a way to get out. Before that, we Get your stuff off your hands."

"Didn't you come here voluntarily? Why did you run out after entering the research institute?"

It just doesn't fit Ding Chan's understanding of human beings at all.

"Volunteering does not mean that I am willing to let them treat me as a research object."

Meng Zan's hand only reached a rusty iron bar and a handful of ashes.

He asked Ding Chan for a lighter: "Big merchant, borrow a lighter."

"I never borrow, only sell."

"Then you are simply a black-hearted businessman."

Ding Zan's suppression ring has little effect on her, in a sense Meng Zan needs it.If there is demand, then she has business.No matter how thin the mosquito legs are, they are still meat.

"It's a shame if you don't become a capitalist." Meng Zan said, "Then sell me one."

Ding Chan stuck the note on Meng Zan's body and handed him the lighter.

There is a transparent glass window on the left side of the hut, and the dust floating in the air can be seen through the white light.

Ding Chan rubbed his nose, the smell here is not good, there is an old decayed smell.

Fortunately, she listened to Zhang Jianshan's suggestion and built the house into a concrete building. Thinking of this, Ding Zhan even wanted to get a car in the base to go back.

Ding Zhan was not interested in what Meng Zan was doing, and wandered around the long wooden table in the middle.

A crow took off from the edge of the window, flapping its wings loudly.Ding Chan saw its silhouette passing by the window, and when he turned around, he accidentally knocked the glassware on the table to the ground, making a crisp and shattering sound.

The smell in the room became even stronger, and Ding Chan couldn't open his eyes because of the smell.

Ding Chan bent down in discomfort, his eyes turned to the table, and he saw a closed lock on the back of the glassware just now.

She found that the raised layer in the middle of the long table was not pure wood, but a storage space.

I don't know what's in it, is it also a glass vessel containing human tissues and organs?

Ding Chan touched it lightly, and with a click, the lock fell off automatically.

The sound also attracted Meng Zan, he turned around, and the movements of his hands were carried out in an orderly manner.

Under Meng Zan's gaze, Ding Chan lifted the lid off the table.

After seeing the contents clearly, the eyes of the two met each other in unison.

The secret storage space is not the glass vessel Ding Chan imagined, but a mummy.

The body of the child.

Meng Zan's eyelids twitched almost imperceptibly, and the movement of his hands stopped.The air pressure of the whole person was low, and he calmly walked to the bone pile, carefully identifying the child's skull.

There is an obvious indentation in the middle.

Meng Zan's lower jaw protruded from the outline of the skeleton because of the tight jaw.

"You know him?"

Meng Zan gradually clenched his fists, trying to suppress the anger in his heart: "Yes."

"Someone you care about?"

"Yes." At this time, Meng Zan had controlled his outburst of anger, and his mentality gradually calmed down a lot: "I didn't expect him to be here."

"Then where should he be?"

"At least it shouldn't be here. It used to be an operating table. He's still so young. I don't understand." I don't want to talk about it.

Meng Zan pulled out a piece of yellowed and blackened cloth from the drawer, which was the only one that was usable among all the items inside. The other cloths were either shrunk to deformed, or hardened into a dry mass.

Meng Zan put the child's body away, lowered his head silently, and continued to roast the suppression ring with fire, to be precise, facing the lock in the middle of the suppression ring.

The fire swallowed into the lock, and with a snap, the restraint ring fell to the ground.

Ding Zhan's lighter was a very ordinary lighter, nothing special about it, she looked at Meng Zan inexplicably.

Meng Zan held the cloth containing the bones in his hand, and handed the lighter to Ding Zhan, who explained a sentence: "There is a heat sensor on the suppression ring."

As long as the temperature is too high and the above sensing device is destroyed, the suppression ring will be useless.

(End of this chapter)