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Chapter 159 Influx
"Special medicine..."

"It's all special medicine, and there are still a lot left here."

Brother Zhu Jun and Brother Wolf stood together.

"What happened?" The Giant Spirit City man jumped down from the archive room above.

He saw boxes of special medicines at a glance, and the boxes were exactly the same as the ones he had found before.

The boxes were piled up to a height of two meters, but they were piled up in a mess in many places.

It was the first time that the exploration team leader had done field work in Giant Spirit City for so long, and had such a rich harvest.

"Now, the biggest problem is how to hide the special medicine from the tin cans outside," he muttered to himself, "Maybe, I'm going to be promoted this time. Come down, hurry up! "

The Giant Spirit City explorers jumped down one after another, and their eyes were reddened by the stimulation of a large number of special effects drugs—except for the face-modified Giant Spirit City people like the red-eyed monster, but their heart rate began to speed up.

With so many specific medicines, how much Groschen can be exchanged for?
Hiss!

Not far away came the sound of the snake man spit out a letter.

Brother Lang flicked out the mantis knife on his arm and followed the direction of the sound.

Hiding behind a shelf, he tosses a glowing toy ball, then pokes his head out cautiously.

A snake man, attracted by the luminous ball, chased it away.

Hey!
The ball rolled down the steps.

The familiar cold current poured in from the gate.

Hiss!Hiss!
Brother Wolf immediately retracted his body.

Trouble.

The warehouse where the special medicine is stored is probably connected to the guard area.

The special snake-man who can spit out freezing rays and whose voice can make people lose their resistance will always bring a chill that violates the law.

The cold air appears here, can the special snake man be far from here?

Brother Lang stretched out his hand, motioning for the brothers Zhu Jun and the veterans who were following behind to back off.

The players watching the excitement realized something was wrong.

One player whispered, "What's wrong?"

"There are basilisks outside," Brother Wolf said in a very low voice. "This hole should have been dug through the partition wall between the guarded area and the residential area."

Hiss!

Several snake men came retrograde along the direction that the glowing ball rolled out.

They seem to be much smarter than their cold-blooded counterparts who look alike.

[Wolf that meows like a cat]: We must not let these basilisks find us!Now go up and plug the hole, now!

[All gentlemen accompany me to kill the enemy]: Is there a rope?There is no rope to step on another person's shoulders, let's take a ladder to go up!

[If you stay in the house for a long time, you will naturally stay still]: Brother Zhujun, I found a rope on the top of the hole, but it is very short.

The players work together to climb up one by one.

First, one person squats down, and the other person climbs on the back; then stands up with the back on the back, waits for the player on the back to stand firmly on the shoulders of the player below, and pulls the rope to climb out.

The best news now is that the rusty metal wires that can only penetrate a little into the hole are still barely usable after all these years.

Hiss!

With a flash of cold light, a snake wandering in the warehouse was separated from its head.

Brother Lang lowered the mantis knife, letting a drop of snake man's blood drip from the tip of the knife.

Brother Zhu Jun flew out and pinned down the other snake-man before he gave an early warning, and stabbed its neck to pieces with a dagger.

"This is very strange, wolf," Zhu Jun said, "the blood of these beasts is hot. They are not cold-blooded animals. Looking at the body structure, they are basically people in snake skin. Oh, I'll go, how can the mosaic be pasted? up."

One player loses his footing and falls off another player's shoulders.

He rolled to the ground, knocking down a row of empty shelves.

Bang!

The sound of metal hitting the ground is extremely harsh here.

At first there was complete silence, and then there were a large number of snakemen vomiting messages outside the warehouse gate.

"No time, hurry up!" Brother Wolf shouted.

The last small group of players climbed up together with the two Giant Spirit City explorers.

"Give me your hand." The exploration captain held out his hand.

Brother Wolf grabbed the explorer's hand and climbed up to the archive room with all his might.

Hiss!Hiss!
The snake people also drilled their heads.

"Give me all the grenades!" Zhu Jun took a grenade and aimed it at the hole a few meters away, "I'll play the ultimate whack-a-mole game!"

The grenade was thrown out by him and hit the hole.

boom!
The ground trembled slightly.

The flesh and blood of the snake people rushed to the entrance of the cave like erupting volcanic magma.

But it didn't last long.

Within five seconds, a group of new snakemen poked their heads out.

"Give me another one, you go first!" Brother Zhu Jun was about to throw the grenade again.

He suddenly felt that the temperature around him dropped sharply.

"I'm afraid it's going to be GG," Zhu Junxiong shouted, "Wolf, shake people, let's call people from the queen!"

He pulled out the latch of the grenade vigorously, and suddenly felt that the surrounding air was bitingly cold.

"Wolf--"

Before Brother Zhu Jun could finish his words, a ray wrapped in cold mist shot out from the warehouse below and hit his body.

He felt suddenly...not so cold, his whole body was numb, and even his thinking seemed to stop.

The grenade fell and exploded at the entrance of the cave. At the same time, it also took away the last bit of Zhu Jun's life in advance.

Rumble!
……

world channel.

[Player A]: Come and help!
[Player A] shared the location.

[Player B]: Hey, there are a large group of grandmas here, they are super cute, and there are a lot of them, you can have one for each person.

[All gentlemen accompany me to kill the enemy]: Come quickly!I've already received a big blow head-on, and I'm lying dead!
……

A refugee, taking advantage of the fact that the soldier who distributed the special medicine was not paying attention, secretly took an extra one.

He didn't take it back to give injections to his relatives and friends, but only for himself.

In his simple logic, taking one more means more protection in this troubled world.

"Don't take it out, inject it here!" The soldier stopped a woman who had the same idea at the warehouse door.

"This one is for my child," the woman explained.

However, the soldiers did not let them go.

They just repeatedly emphasized that they have to come to the warehouse for injections, and it is forbidden to take specific medicines out of the house.

"I can't control so much." The refugees knew that the idea of ​​taking them out would never succeed.

He pulled off the clothes on his arm and injected a second shot of special medicine.

Injecting double doses of specific drugs in a short period of time is not common in laboratories.

"Those people in the laboratory, why did they go to the office?"

"I heard that the director of the Center for Disease Control and Prevention has a serious physical problem and needs to be taken to rescue him."

"That big talker director? It would be great if he died."

The refugees listened to the conversation of others, covered one injection port with their clothes, and showed the other injection port to the soldiers guarding the gate on their way out.

The soldier nodded and let him go.

The gatekeeper did not expect that the refugee in front of him had such weak medical knowledge that he would inject himself with two special medicines.

The refugee pulled up his trouser legs, feeling the heat and itching of the deformed infection on his calf.

He walked back to his settlement, and it hadn't been 5 minutes.

Pulling up the trouser legs again, the swollen calf has recovered a very small part visible to the naked eye.

"As expected of a special medicine," the refugee said while sitting on the ground. "It's very effective. After only 5 minutes, the swelling has subsided a little. If it weren't for the director, I would have had the injection a long time ago. Why should I suffer like this?"

After another 10 minutes, the swollen part on the calf was almost reduced, leaving only the skin color, which was still an unhealthy gray color.

When the old skin falls off, it will be completely healed, right?

The refugees slept on the resettlement beds with satisfied smiles.

He planned to sleep for half an hour, or an hour, and then get up to get the relief food at noon.

A glint of the strong light from the engineering lamps shines through the windows of the prefabricated houses and shines on the faces of the refugees, whose faces are mixed with light and darkness.

The skin on the face is wrinkled, like... snake scales.

(End of this chapter)