Doomsday: I have a super farm

Zhuang Chen glanced at the corpse on Brother Jiu's shoulder and the people in the distance, and he knew what was going on.

"It's just a corpse. Is there any secret that cannot be told?

Is it so impatient that I want you to take our lives?"

Zhuang Chen's words made Kong Ci and the others feel incredible.

Several people stood in front of Brother Jiu, knowing what kind of secrets should be hidden in this corpse.

"You leave here first and leave this place to me."

Zhuang Chen asked Kong Ci and the others to escape to another place and not care about the situation here. Everyone was stunned.

"Can you deal with so many people alone?"

"Don't underestimate my strength, leave here quickly."

Under Zhuang Chen's determination, Kong Ci and the others stepped away with doubt.

The group of people in the distance narrowed their eyes and divided them into two groups.

One side chased Kong Ci, and the other stayed to deal with Zhuang Chen.

But before they ran out three steps, they were all controlled by Zhuang Chen with mental power.

Slowly floating in the air, their fierce eyes turned into panic.

As if seeing a devil, waving their limbs.

"What kind of person are you?"

"Possessing such a terrifying power, but so low-key."

"We are blind to the truth, please let us go, okay?"

"Even if we are your slaves."

"..."

Hearing their begging for mercy, Zhuang Chen's heart did not fluctuate at all.

"But what if I let you go and you bite me back? You can only blame yourself for offending someone you shouldn't have offended."

"Crack!"

As soon as Zhuang Chen finished speaking, he heard several crisp bone breaking sounds.

The bodies of the group of people were like rag dolls, drooping their bodies weakly.

He threw them aside with a wave of his hand.

In the survival rules of the end of the world, Zhuang Chen did not dare to be too soft-hearted, and he could not leave any hidden dangers for himself.

After finishing the matter here, he quickly caught up with Kong Ci and the others.

The group returned to the hospital smoothly.

When Professor Li saw them appearing in front of him safely, he looked at Zhuang Chen meaningfully.

Zhuang Chen directly passed Professor Li and followed Kong Ci to the operating room.

"Don't come in, lest you affect my judgment."

Seeing Professor Li shamelessly following him, he was about to enter the operating room.

Zhuang Chen immediately blocked his way with his body and said this to him coldly.

As soon as the voice fell, the door was slammed shut, and Professor Li was so angry that he jumped outside.

He pounded the door of the operating room and cursed Zhuang Chen for being ignorant of the world.

Zhuang Chen skillfully put on the surgical gown hanging on the wall and asked them to carefully move the body in the sack to the operating table.

The body in front of him could no longer distinguish his appearance, and the rotten flesh and blood exuded an unpleasant and pungent smell.

They all covered their mouths and noses in disgust and subconsciously took a half step back.

His messy long hair covered his forehead, and his clothes were tattered.

Zhuang Chen used a piece of iron to forcefully pry open his mouth, took out a cotton swab and stained his throat with saliva.

He skillfully sucked out the blood from the aorta on his left hand with a needle.

Then he walked to the medical equipment and tested him.

"Didn't you find anything special on him at the time?"

"It was found that all the indicators of his body seemed to be much higher than those of other patients."

Kong Ci stepped forward to answer Zhuang Chen's words, and whispered to him what he found.

"The white blood cells in his blood have mutated."

Zhuang Chen came to the conclusion after a simple test. When he looked at the body.

He found that his right arm seemed to be much more swollen than the left arm.

Under his careful observation, he found the pinhole.

"Did he inject any medicine before he died?"

"Yes."

"Show me his medical record."

Zhuang Chen felt that his illness was too strange, and the blood infection indicated that it was caused by the outside world.

Looking at the medical record that Kong Ci found, he found that the ornidazole contained in the injection conflicted with his white blood cells.

This led to the infection.

What made Zhuang Chen feel strange was that he should not have injected this medicine for his condition.

There was no name of the doctor at the bottom of the medical record.

Everything was too strange.

"Is there anything wrong with this medical record?"

Kong Ci really couldn't see the problem, and asked Zhuang Chen anxiously.

Zhuang Chen told them the problem he felt, and didn't say other doubts.

Kong Ci didn't believe it a little, and found the medicine and slowly merged it with his blood.

The result made her petrified on the spot, and the fused thing really overlapped with the virus infection produced this time.

"Then how did he infect others?"

"If someone didn't do it on purpose, then you were not careful in using the needles."

"How is that possible?"

Kong Ci waved his hands repeatedly to deny Zhuang Chen's words, and his eyes moving left and right revealed his guilt.

The people standing by also lowered their heads, not daring to look at Zhuang Chen.

Zhuang Chen also had a clue in his mind, and did not hold on to this matter with them.

Because of the end of the world, everything fell into insufficiency.

"How are we going to solve the crisis this time?"

"That still requires me to study it carefully."

"Bang!"

As soon as Zhuang Chen finished speaking, the door of the operating room was suddenly kicked open by brute force.

"The president is Kong Ci, who indulged this kid of unknown origin to run wild in our hospital."

Professor Li's voice sounded in exasperation, and he said Kong Ci to an old man beside him.

Zhuang Chen saw the old man surrounded by the crowd.

He was not tall, with a few black hairs in his gray hair, and his drooping eyelids almost covered his eyes.

Severity was revealed in his narrowed eyes.

"Do you want to explain what you are doing now?"

"I have a clue to benefit the people for the things you have not made any progress on. What's wrong with that?"

Zhuang Chen's arrogant words shocked the old man, and he frowned and looked at the boy.

Professor Li felt that he was being mocked by Zhuang Chen.

"Tell me, what kind of clue do you have?"

Zhuang Chen repeated what he had just said to Kong Ci and the others without missing a word.

The president sat in his seat with some disbelief, carefully examining the hair, saliva and blood on the corpse.

"The president must be playing tricks."

The president ignored Professor Li's words, he stood up and walked to Kong Ci's side, watching her verification.