Apocalyptic Rebirth: Earth’s Vast Changes

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If Qin Luo didn't guess wrong, Gu Qingyang might have been injured, and it wasn't bad. This completely exceeded Qin Luo's expectations, and he was a little confused now.

When Qin Luo first met Gu Qingyang, it was half a year after the end of the last days. Although Gu Qiyang was in a bad state at that time, he was definitely not injured. I have been together for a long time, and each mentioned some things at home. He said that Gu Qingyang had bereavement and reminded him of the phone call because Gu Qingyang had told him. At the beginning of the last days, because he was too busy working, he hung up the phone call from his only brother, and that phone call might have been a call for help.

Gu Qingyang noticed the difference when his brother did not return home for two days. When the other party's villa was rushed over, there was only a house full of zombies except blood and meat. There was no Gu Shunyang in the zombies. His end was not It goes without saying.

Gu Shunyang's death has become a heart knot that Gu Qingyang will never solve, or it can be said to be a demon. He repeatedly emphasized Gu Shunyang's name and cause of death in the last days, as if he kept punishing himself. For a time, he even regarded himself as Gu Shunyang. If there is no ancient thunder, perhaps Gu Qingyang will not survive it. As a companion born and dying, Qin Luo certainly hopes to make a comeback once again and help him untie the knot. But he had counted so many things that he did not expect Gu Qingyang to be injured.

Qin Luo's brain turned quickly. "Gu Qingyang, have you been injured? Where are you?"

Gu Qingyang over there coughed a few times. "I just want to know, know, are you talking about it?"

If it wasn't for the phone, Qin Luo would like to rush to him for two slaps. When is this guy, and still thinking about the problem here?

"Forget it, can you stop talking nonsense and stay a little stronger, where are you tmd?" Qin Luo said, gritting his teeth, because he heard the sound of gunfire.

I did not expect that Qin Luosuowen would speak to himself in this tone. Gu Qingyang, who was on the phone, hesitated and said, "Shuangshi Road, Tianding International Building, 5568, 5th floor. Come up the stairs, be small and watch out for virus carriers in this building. "

"Okay, I'll be right there." Shuangshi Road is not far from Qinjia Villa. If you drive by, it may only take more than ten minutes.

"Mr. Qin, I know, I know I shouldn't call you, it's dangerous, but I really don't know ... who else can I help ..." Gu Qingyang's voice shuddered.

"Let me talk nonsense when you survive." Qin Luo hung up the phone and turned to Modao. "Come out with me, we have to rescue the individual back."

Mo was a little upset. "Can't you save it? I hate that policeman, I hate it."

Qin Luo squeezed his nose. "Others you hate and hate, but Gu Qingyang can't. He is our teammate ... well, he can be said to be a relative or family member."

Mo was defamated stiffly, but his family did not have that stink police officer.

Qin Luo also ordered Liu Ye to take something and drove Mo to the address Gu Qingyang said.

The road was extremely depressed, and almost all military vehicles passed by occasionally. Although martial law is not clearly stated in the city, it will definitely be returned to the country if found. They had to walk around and hide, avoiding the eyes of those people. When driving to Shuangshi Road, it was an hour since Gu Qingyang called for help.

Qin Luo was extremely anxious, but there seemed to be a large-scale throbbing around Shuangshi Road. Many cars have been smashed, and they are chaotic on the road. This kind of throbbing has happened recently, and the news has been lazily reported as carefully as it was at the beginning.

I took out two hidden Tibetan knives I bought some time ago and lost one to Mo. "If something threatens your life, kill him."

Mo Yan looked at the hidden knife in his hand and seemed not very satisfied. In his opinion, his nails were sharper than this thing.

Qin Luo knew what he was thinking and explained, "It's bad for us to expose your identity prematurely. The lunatics at the research institute have very good noses, and I'll have to drag you around to escape."

The corners of Mo's mouth were slightly indistinguishable, and he was very happy that Qin Luo did not leave him alone, but used the word 'we'. The dissatisfaction with which Gu Qingyang was rescued has also been greatly reduced.

The two carefully crossed the messy vehicle and approached quickly to the Zenith Hotel.

It seems to have been cleaned up once here, and there are not many remaining zombies. It is still easy to pass if prepared. The skylight is very good, everything in the hall is very clear. Qin Luo saw the staircase on the left-hand side of the hall at a glance. Although there is no full power failure, no additional light source is needed. There are external glass windows in the staircase. Even if it is not as bright as the hall, the viewing is not a problem.

The two climbed to the fifth floor and soon found a room with the number 5568. Qin Luo was about to knock on the door and was stopped by Mo.

"In addition to Gu Qingyang, there is an infected person in the room." Mo frowned and whispered softly. Although he didn't care about Gu Qingyang's life or death, he didn't want Qin Luo to take risks.

Qin Luo frowned. "Look first and then say, not all infected people will become zombies." Then he raised his hand and knocked gently on the door. "Gu Qingyang, I am Qin Luo."

"The door, the door is unlocked ... you open it yourself." A voice came out clearly from the room, but not Gu Qingyang.

Qin Luo wondered that he slowly pressed the door handle, and slightly opened the door inward. What he saw was a pile of cluttered furniture. A young man with a pale face was hiding behind the furniture nervously, staring at himself half-faced. His eyebrows are somewhat similar to Gu Qingyang, most likely his brother.

He saw Qin Luo standing alone at the door, stood up a little nervous, and pointed his gun at Qin Luo. "You, why have you been here so long? Did you tell someone about my brother calling you?" ? "

Mo Yan saw him stab his gun at Qin Luo, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. Qin Luo pinned the back of the Buddha's head with ordinary eyes, and waved at the appeasing ink from behind, motioning him not to mess around. Mo was a little sullen and snorted heavily.

Qin Luo looked at the youth helplessly. "We also want to hurry up, but there are military vehicles along the way. You should know what the outside looks like now. Besides, if you can see the outside here, have I brought my tail over, you should see Clear. "

The young man slowly put down his gun, and just about to say something, a muffled sound came from behind the furniture. The young man quickly turned his head, "Brother, don't move any more, the wound is still bleeding."

Qin Luo was anxious when he heard what he said. He walked into the room in a few steps, crossed the piles of furniture, and saw Gu Qingyang lying on the sofa's backrest at a glance. His right arm, right leg, and right waist were all wrapped in light-colored cloth strips, which should have been torn from sheets or quilts, and was still bleeding.

Mo Wei licked the corners of his lips, and a red light flashed in his eyes.

Gu Qingyang gritted his teeth and barely supported his body. "Qin Luo, thank you, I think, I want to borrow your car to take us to the suburbs. Whether we can survive in the future depends on our lives."

Qin Luo gave Gu Qingyang a white look. "You blood, you have to get a bunch of zombies when you go out. Besides, if the wound is not treated, you won't have to go far if you take him to the suburb.

Gu Qingyang's lips trembled and his voice was dry. "I'll be a relative of Asun. In any case, I can't send him away and keep them with the zombies."

Qin Luo looked up at Gu Shunyang. "Where is your wound? Let me see."

Gu Shunyang glanced at his brother, and Gu Qingyang nodded slightly before he bent down and picked up some of the pants. There was a wound on the calf of his calf. The blood in black and purple had solidified, and the blood vessels around the wound had become dark purple. The cobweb was horrible.

Qin Luo squatted and looked at the wound carefully. He stretched out his hands in the shocked eyes of them, and gently pressed the muscles around the wound with his fingers.

Gu Shunyang hesitated and shook his head. Qin Luo added a little more force and asked him, "Do you feel now?"

Gu Shunyang shuddered a little, frowned, and shook his head, but was glanced at Qin Luo.

"You should feel it, and you have a few days to talk about this wound."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, Gu Qingyang stared at Qin Luo with his eyes dead, Gu Shunyang exclaimed, "How do you know?"

Ordinary people are infected with the "zombie" virus, which spreads very quickly, and the wound is numb without pain. Within 36 hours, all cells will be infected by the virus, including brain cells and various organ cells, of course. During the infection, their physical functions gradually fail until they die.

This death is not death in the true sense, but a dormant process between transformations. In other words, on the surface, they died again for a certain period of time. Given that the human brain is an extremely complex system, although viral cells have infected brain cells, in order to fully use them for their own purposes, a process is required, and this process takes a short time. At the beginning, the zombie was stiff, but later it became more and more difficult to deal with, even with a relatively high intelligence, it is for this reason.

But one thing will not change. When the virus cells shuffle the infected somatic cells, their pain sensory nerves are weakened. This kind of finger pressure wound zombies or people who become infected will soon become zombies. . Those who still have normal pain are only half-corpses. Although they also mutate due to infection with the virus, this mutation is not complete. The virus cells encountered the stubborn resistance of their own cells, and they were even less able to damage the neurons and glial cells in their brains. This allows the half-corpses to retain their pain perception, as well as a lot of memories belonging to humans.

Looking at the two people in shock, Qin Luo stared at the two brothers with annoyance. "You ask others for help, so show some sincerity. Although I do n’t come out every day in the villa, I wo n’t notice There was a sudden increase in patrol cars. If this injury was not wrong, I think it was a gunshot wound and an infected person. It would be hard to think of it.

Gu Qingyang bit his lip and was about to speak, but Gu Shunyang took the first step. "As long as you can save my brother, I am willing to go to the army to collect the bounty."

Gu Qingyang stared and hated, "Ashun, what are you talking about?"

Gu Shunyang sighed suddenly. "Brother, we can't escape this way, we figured out that I survived. You are dead, what's the point of my being alive." He smiled bitterly and then said, "You might as well give me to those research institutions. , Maybe you can make any vaccine. "

Gu Qingyang hissed, his tears couldn't stop and he fell. "I can't give you up even if I die, those guys will cut you into pieces."

Gu Shunyang shook his head. "I don't want you to kill me because of me and I don't want you to die."

Qin Luo couldn't stand to interrupt them. "Even if you hand them over and cut them into pieces, the guys will not be able to toss out any vaccines. It might as well save your life and should be of some use. . "

The two turned their gazes at him at the same time, and Qin Luo was very polite and glared at them again. "Now the worst result has been finished by both of you. Even if I really betray you, this is the end. But I think The explosive power of fighting back with two people should have a chance to arbitrate, so in the end it is just a death. Since you are not afraid of death, then you can trust me.

Gu Shunyang sighed as if they had no choice.

Gu Qingyang gritted his teeth. "I believe you."

Although Qin Luo looks like a hairy boy under twenty, in his eyes, he has neither the impetuousness that his peers should have, nor the abuse of hypocrisy and obedience by his sister-in-law, nor the sly eyes of a snob. So when he was desperate, he would call Qin Luo. Intuition tells him that this person can be trusted and capable.