My Cell Game

Jiang Zuo ran two streets out of breath, and when he looked back, Deadpool had long since disappeared.

The only few passers-by on the street were talking in low voices towards the direction where Jiang Zuo was running. They didn't know what happened a few streets away, and they seemed to want to join in the fun.

"Finally got rid of it."

Jiang Zuo breathed a sigh of relief for a while, and after he relaxed a little, the hunger in his abdomen became more and more obvious. He had dinner the night before, but he felt like he hadn't eaten for a few days.

Not daring to stay on the street, Jiang Zuo trotted back to the rental house.

Opening the door, little Lolita was sitting on the sofa, holding Jiang Zuo's fake tablet in her arms, her two porcelain-like legs were dangling in the air, biting her fingers, as if she was watching some cartoon.

Jiang Zuo ignored her and opened the refrigerator. He didn't know why he was so hungry, all he could think about was eating.

There are a bunch of bags of milk on the fresh-keeping layer of the refrigerator, which Jiang Zuo bought when he was working in the factory, for breakfast in the morning and supper when he came back in the evening.

A bag of milk only costs more than two yuan, which is much more cost-effective than ordering takeaway for supper.

The food delivery industry in the empire has not yet developed, and the delivery fee alone is worth seven or eight bags of milk, which is not something that Jiang Zuo's class can afford.

Jiang Zuo tore open the bag, put two "gudongdong" to his mouth and finished.

After throwing away the empty bag, Jiang Zuo opened another bag.

In less than two minutes, Jiang Zuo killed four bags of milk, and one-third of the milk in the refrigerator was eaten by him.

Jiang Zuo heaved a sigh of relief after slightly relieving his hunger. At this moment, Jiang Zuo suddenly felt a feeling of being stared at.

Jiang Zuo turned his head to look, and saw the little loli who was sitting on the sofa put down the tablet at some point, and was staring at him blankly.

To be more precise, it is watching the milk in the refrigerator dwindle.

Seeing the little loli's expression gradually stiffen, tears welling up in his eyes, Jiang Zuo suddenly remembered that this little loli seems to like to drink milk, she didn't go out for dinner at night, she just drank two bags of milk Back on the couch to play with the tablet.

Is this considered to win love with a knife?

Jiang Zuo laughed dryly, scratched the back of his head, and closed the refrigerator door smoothly: "Hey, don't be angry, I'll make it up for you tomorrow."

He was afraid that if he drank any more, the little Lolita would burst into tears and beat his chest with her small fist.

The milk was almost gone, so Jiang Zuo went to the house to move a box of instant noodles, put it by the table, and went to the kitchen to boil two pots of hot water.

The hunger in the abdomen was too tormenting, and Jiang Zuo felt a little uneasy. This hunger seemed to start to appear after he extracted the helium bowl of ethyl titanium.

Do you want to keep eating?

Will he be strangled to death?

Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Zuo stopped making instant noodles. He still felt hungry, but it was not unbearable. In comparison, his own life was more important.

"Shu Ran, do you know why I'm so hungry?"

Jiang Zuo shouted to the little loli on the sofa.

Little Lolita had told Jiang Zuo that her name was Shu Ran, but she didn't know if it was her code name or her real name.

Little Lolita shook her head, suddenly, she thought of something, jumped up from the sofa, stared at Jiang Zuo and asked:

"Have you extracted the helium bowl of ethyl titanium?"

"Yeah." Jiang Zuo didn't hide anything.

"What are you doing with that? You won't sell it for money, right?" Little Lolita's eyes widened.

Jiang Zuo rolled his eyes, do I like money so much?

Well, yes.

It's true that Jiang Zuo likes money, but he's not stupid. As a worker, he sells strategic resources such as helium, titanium, and titanium, for fear that the royal family won't notice him.

Jiang Zuo told Shu Ran what happened on the street, including the virus expert's introduction to Blood Death and Deadpool on TV.

Shu Ran obviously knew much more than Jiang Zuo, and Shu Ran didn't show any surprise when she heard that Deadpool's gas was atomized, as if this was the most basic common sense for her.

However, when he heard that Deadpool started attacking and killing passers-by on the street, Shu Ran's eyes flashed a rare solemnity.

"I had no other choice at the time, so I extracted the helium bowl of ethyl titanium. You said that I am so hungry, so I won't be starved to death?" Jiang Zuo asked worriedly.

"This is normal. A black crystal of a virus can't even reach one nanogram, but it can transform one microgram of helium-bowl ethyl-titanium. The poor quality naturally needs your body to make up for it.

So you need to eat a lot of things, extract the essence of the food, and make up for the loss caused by the extraction of helium and titanium. "

"Oh, that's good." Jiang Zuo felt relieved, as long as nothing bad happened, he could still afford the food.

After finishing half a box of instant noodles, Jiang Zuo gradually felt full. He stopped eating and rubbed his stomach.

Shu Ran also jumped off the sofa, ran to Jiang Zuo's bare feet, and stared at Jiang Zuo's right hand.

On Jiang Zuo's right hand, the light spots of the helium bowl and titanium titanium gradually dissipated, and the strong force on the palm gradually dissipated, and Jiang Zuo could feel that his hand was returning to normal.

Jiang Zuo half-lyed on the chair and began to recall what happened just now.

His own blood death disease, the incident of Deadpool's attack tonight made Jiang Zuo start to think seriously for the first time——

Is the incidence rate of one in a million said by the royal family true?

Or is it that the incidence rate was one in a million at that time, but as time went by, the incidence of blood death gradually increased?

Thinking about it carefully, it is very possible that Nanyang City has a population of only a few hundred thousand, but there are ten judges on the surface.

Jiang Zuo had vaguely heard rumors that the cultivation of judges required the consumption of helium-bowl di-titanium, and helium-bowl di-titanium could only be extracted from the corpses of blood-dead patients and Deadpool.

From the perspective of supply and demand alone, if the incidence rate is really one in a million, can the diseased Deadpool in Nanyang City provide the helium bowl and titanium titanium needed to train ten judges?

To train ten inquisitors, the amount of helium bowls and titanium titanium needed is definitely not a small amount. Could it be said that the incidence of blood death has risen to a high level?

Then why didn't I ever notice it?

Jiang Zuo frowned, and he felt more and more that the royal family had concealed some key information.

Jiang Zuo integrated every piece of information he knew, and began to speculate in his mind:

"The incidence of the blood death disease exceeded the royal family's estimate. In order to avoid panic, the royal family concealed the real information and deliberately downplayed the existence of the blood death disease in public opinion?"

Recalling the royal family’s report on blood death, Jiang Zuo remembered the only one time, and that was the science popularization by virus experts.

After the popularization by virus experts, there have been no reports on the blood death disease and Deadpool on TV, and the official announcement of Deadpool's attack has never been made.

All ordinary people, including Jiang Zuo, knew the blood death disease, but it was only limited to the concept.

Because everyone has no contact with the blood death disease at all, whether there are relevant reports and information, subconsciously, they all feel that the blood death disease is too far away from them, and some people even forget that the empire still has the blood death disease.