Global Games: Comes with a portable store

Chapter 52 Black Expectations

The little boy noticed bloodshot streaks in the whites of his mother's eyes and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with your eyes?"

The woman's skin was very fair. When she heard this, she was silent for a while and said, "I didn't sleep well last night."

"Then you have to sleep well and don't be too tired from work."

The little boy saw a large number of people holding signs in front of the company and was a little confused: "What are they doing?"

The woman didn't say anything, and she trotted into the company through the back door with the little boy in her arms. At this time, there were a large number of security guards standing around the company. She led the little boy and climbed from the safe passage to the fifth floor.

A man was smoking a cigarette and was standing by the window sill waiting for them. His expression seemed very anxious. When he saw the mother and son approaching, a hint of joy appeared on his face: "You are finally here. Come on, take Huihui in."

That man is his father.

The man led the mother and son all the way inside. There was a thick alloy door at the end with a blue shield logo printed on it.

The man stood in front of the alloy door, knocked hard, and shouted: "Old Chen, open the door quickly, it's me."

"Kakaka~"

After a few seconds, the disc on the door began to rotate slowly.

A man in a white chemical protective suit appeared in front of the door, glanced at the little boy, and said, "You only have one spot, are you sure you want to give it to him?"

The couple nodded affirmatively, and then the little boy was led in by people wearing white chemical protective suits.

Although there was no electricity, the room inside was very bright, surrounded by experimental beds with corpses lying on them, and a large number of people in white chemical protective suits walking around.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and the white floor was full of red traces, as if blood had dripped on it and had not been wiped clean.

The vast hall seemed very noisy.

"The image quality of the a303 sample is seriously distorted, please replace it with a304."

"Adding highly radioactive elements can increase the success rate by 0.5 percentage points."

"Type O blood seems to have more affinity."

"How can those complete failures be used by others?"

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The little boy lowered his head and was taken all the way to the innermost passage leading upstairs. He was taken over by a man in a blue chemical protective suit. He walked from the white stairs to the upper floor and stopped in the fourth room in the corridor.

Down.

The room was dimly lit, with a fluorescent pillar placed, surrounded by rows of cabinets, filled with boxes of various sizes.

The man in blue chemical protective clothing took out a silver-gray box from the cabinet and opened it. Inside was a syringe of medicine glowing with blue fluorescence.

The man in chemical protective clothing picked up the potion, was silent for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice: "It may hurt a little, just bear with it."

"Um."

"This is the potion that is currently estimated to have the highest success rate. It can only be used by children... although the success rate is less than 5%."

The man in chemical protective clothing looked at the little boy and said, through the glass of the mask, there was the face of a young woman.

The little boy thought deeply and said: "Five percent... is very little."

"Cherish it and live on."

The little boy was a little confused at this time and didn't understand what was happening. He just watched obediently as the needle was inserted into his tiny arm.

"Zi~"

The blue fluorescent liquid bottoms out in the needle.

After that, he felt dizzy and confused, and was carried all the way out again. Then, there was a noise around him, and there seemed to be many people shouting and cursing around him.

They were holding signs, holding weapons, and were very emotional...

When his consciousness became clear, he found that the man had disappeared.

The woman was running on the street with him on her back. He could hear her rapid breathing and noticed some blood on her body.

"I will send you to your uncle later. Your uncle is a policeman and he will protect you. Just wait for your parents there."

The woman turned back to look at him and smiled softly, her eyes shone with sunlight, and there seemed to be some unknown white horniness on her forehead.

The little boy knew that his mother might be sick, so he obediently agreed: "Well, I will definitely wait for you obediently there, for sure."

The woman said with absolute certainty: "Definitely."

The man in police uniform was a little surprised when he saw them coming. When he was about to say something, he was interrupted by the woman forcefully:

"Immediately register Xiaohui as an out-of-control person, a high-risk one, and let him stay in an isolation room alone."

"this······"

The man in police uniform was hesitant. No matter what happened, he always dealt with business matters.

The woman pulled down her mask and said solemnly: "To tell you the truth, there is a big problem in this world. I can only save Xiaohui now."

The man in police uniform was startled by the woman's face that was peeling off a large area, which is a symptom of a person who is out of control.

He suddenly understood something and said in a deep voice: "Okay, come with me."

The two followed the man in police uniform to the third underground floor of the police station. The iron door in the corridor kept banging, as if someone was constantly banging on the door.

The man in police uniform pointed to a door and said: "These people don't seem to know they are tired and keep banging on the door."

The little boy was very scared. He didn't know what happened to these people. They didn't go to the hospital when they were sick, so they were locked up here.

When they reached the innermost room, the woman took him in, grabbed his shoulders, stared at him, and repeated again: "You must wait for us here, my father and I will definitely come back to pick you up..."

·Mom loves you.”

"I love you too."

In the helpless eyes of the little boy, the iron door slammed shut.

The woman gave a few instructions to the man in police uniform and ran out quickly, as if she had something important to do.

Crouching in the dark room, the little boy felt dazed and did not feel that time was passing slowly. Scenes of various cartoon characters appeared in his mind, and the world in front of him began to become bizarre.

The man in police uniform came to deliver meals 7 or 8 times but never came again, and he never felt hungry.

But the screams of the patients and the sound of banging on the iron door kept coming from all around, which made him feel very noisy and made him a little angry.

But he has always been a good-tempered boy and shouldn't be angry.

"Yes, you shouldn't be angry."

The boy kept saying this to himself.

I don't know how long it took, but there were voices outside the door.

"This place is full of zombies, but there is actually a child locked inside."

"Then what should we do, let him out?"

"You're stupid. Letting him out creates another mouth, but it's of no use."

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I don't know how much time passed, but there were voices outside the door again. There seemed to be many people.

"We are almost starving to death, but the child is not dead yet."

"He's going to die anyway. We, let's eat him first. Maybe we can survive this way."

"...I agree, some people have to be sacrificed."