My Cell Game

In less than a minute, E went and could not return to the entire cell membrane, covered with a thick layer of black virus, and the entire source cell began to swell from the inside.

Not only E will never return, but also the rest of the players.

Facing tens of thousands of injectors, the player's strength seems a bit insufficient.

Although the injectors are not strong, this special skill of crazily multiplying makes players feel that it has never been more difficult.

The injector is a predatory attack. As long as the injectee finds a host, within a few minutes, tens of thousands of offspring will be crazily reproduced.

This situation lasted for more than a minute, and some players have already started to ask for help from their friends in the portal through the voice channel.

But there was still an hour or two to go from the portal of the duodenum to here, so it was too late.

At this moment, a player suddenly shouted: "Look! White blood cells!"

Following the player's instructions, a group of white blood cells covered with tentacles are wandering towards here, and there are hundreds of them in number.

"NPCs are here to support us!"

Seeing that white blood cells came to support, E went and never returned, and the others suddenly became refreshed.

Among other things, I came out to pioneer today, the first time I met a bacterial NPC, the first time I met an injector, and now it is the first time I met ordinary white blood cells. I have seen this wavelength!

Who would have thought that when these white blood cells pass by the player, they don't stop at all, and they have no intention of dealing with the injector at all, as if the injector does not exist in their eyes.

what happened? White blood cells don't kill viruses?

E seems to have thought of something, and his heart sank: "Fuck, I remembered! The immune system can't recognize the blood death virus!"

With such a roar, some other players also reacted.

It seems that except for the mutated white blood cells that can recognize the blood death virus, ordinary white blood cells can't recognize the blood death virus at all!

It can't even be recognized, let alone attack!

Sure enough, this group of white blood cells was indifferent to the blood death virus, and several blood death viruses even swam over on their own initiative and injected their own DNA into a certain white blood cell.

Until they are injected with foreign DNA, these white blood cells still have no sign of attacking the injector.

On the contrary, the white blood cells injected with DNA were recognized as "infected" by several large white blood cells in the white blood cell population, and were swallowed and destroyed before struggling twice.

Facing this group of "not doing business" white blood cells, the player uses the analysis panel to check their identities.

This group of white blood cells, which number in the hundreds, is made up of two different types of white blood cells.

One of the white blood cells is smaller and more numerous, accounting for about 90% of the total.

The other type of white blood cell is very large, several times the volume of the former type, but the number is less, only 10%.

It was these bulky cells that had just phagocytized the infected white blood cells.

The player first aimed the analysis panel at the small white blood cells.

【New Creature: Eosinophils

Cell introduction: A type of white blood cells, accounting for about 0.4%-8% of the total white blood cells, the main function is to kill parasites.

When there is a parasitic infection, the number of eosinophils increases and they gather together and move towards the site of the parasitic infection.

NOTE: Normal eosinophils do not recognize blood-killed viruses. 】

Then, the player aimed the analysis panel at the large white blood cells.

[New creature: macrophage

Cell introduction: A kind of white blood cell, the larval state is mononuclear cells, accounting for about 5% of the total white blood cells, mainly used to clear foreign viruses and abnormal cells.

NOTE: Normal macrophages cannot recognize blood-killed viruses. 】

Two different types of white blood cells are clustered together, protected by macrophages on the periphery and a few hundred eosinophils on the inside.

It appears that this population of eosinophils is heading somewhere, with macrophages guarding them along the way. Like a fighter escorting a bomber.

In the process of passing by the player, the player tried to ask the white blood cells to release information molecules for help, but at this moment, too much foreign DNA was injected into the player's body, and his own function has been severely damaged, and the information molecules sent out are also noisy and meaningless, and are directly captured by the giant. Phage cells filtered.

In the face of harassment and attacks from injectors, macrophages and eosinophils simply ignored them, or they believed that the blood-killing virus was safe.

Fortunately, there are enough macrophages to guard those infected white blood cells, which will be quickly discovered by the macrophages, judged as abnormal cells, and phagocytized and destroyed.

Eventually, after sacrificing half a dozen macrophages and two dozen eosinophils, this passing population of white blood cells scurries away deep into the gut.

E going and not returning is a bit helpless, watching myself being crazily imported by dozens of unknown viruses, and looking at my swollen stomach, E going and not returning suddenly has a strange feeling.

Having said that, in the face of injectors, players currently seem to have no effective means of dealing with them. If the injector finds the portal, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for the player.

The only possible effective way to deal with it is like macrophages, as long as they are infected, they will be destroyed by themselves to prevent the injectors from multiplying and spreading. But that would be too costly.

In less than five minutes, with the sound of cracking, the source cells completely exploded, releasing more injectors. At the same time, the players' screens gradually turned gray.

Gao Kang'an sighed, and when he was about to play another 100 million rounds, a pop-up window popped up on his screen-someone is knocking on his game warehouse door!

"Are you going to get an injection again?" Gao Kang'an was a little bit reluctant, "I don't know how many days you can play this kind of game."

Thinking of this, Gao Kang'an felt desolate in his heart, he quit the game silently, and his soul returned to his body in the game cabin.

Gao Kang'an, who was half lying in the game cabin, opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were full of blood at some point. ,

He wiped it with the sleeve of his hospital gown as usual, and opened the door of the game cabin as if nothing had happened.

Outside the barn door stood Gao Kang'an's sister.

His sister carefully helped Gao Kang'an out and lay him down on the hospital bed.

Beside the hospital bed stood Dong Yan in a white coat.

"Doctor, are there any successful cases of your vaccine?" Gao Kang'an's sister asked in a low voice, the corners of her eyes were full of redness and tears.

Dong Yan shook her head. Serum experiments have been done on 10 cases, none of which were successful.

With a low sigh, the atmosphere in the ward became oppressive and dull.

This is Gao Kang'an's daily routine every morning. At five o'clock in the morning, Gao Kang'an would wake up from the hospital bed on time.

He never sleeps in. No, it should be said that Gao Kang'an has never slept in since he suffered from the blood death disease. His daily sleep time has been compressed to four or five hours.

Only those who are infinitely close to death understand the preciousness of time. For Gao Kang'an, sleeping is a waste of his time.

After getting up at five o'clock, Gao Kang'an will get into the game room with the help of his sister and enter the world of cell online.

It's not that he's addicted to games. For a blood-dead patient like him whose time is running out, the pain of bloodshot disease tortures him every minute.

In the real world, his body was already extremely weak, and he couldn't do anything except lie on the bed and suffer from pain all the time.

Only in the world of cell online, can he wander around like an ordinary person without suffering any pain.

From five o'clock to eleven o'clock is Gao Kang'an's game time. After the six-hour anti-addiction period is up, Gao Kang'an will quit the game and wait for the doctor's ward rounds and injections.

Dong Yan did some inspections, and ticked √ in each column of the inspection form, which means the inspection is over.

There is no good news in the inspection results, and every indicator of Gao Kang'an is getting worse.

For bloodshot patients, their bodies are going downhill from the moment they get sick, and it will only get worse. How can there be any good news?

After the routine inspection, Dong Yan ticked √ on the column of time.

It's been 24 days and the teenager has less than 4 days left.

The atmosphere in the ward was heavy and depressing, Dong Yan said nothing, Gao Kang'an bit his lip and stared at the ceiling, his sister's eyes were red and swollen, and she wept softly.

Dong Yan patted Sister Gao Kang'an on the shoulder, got up and left the ward.

After Dong Yan left, Gao Kang'an turned to look at his sister, and smiled softly at his sister: "It's okay, sister, I've made up my mind. After I leave, you and your parents will be fine, Don't cry for me."

Hearing this, the young girl's eyes became even more red and swollen.

It is not uncommon for this kind of scene where the patient in turn comforts the family members in the hospital. Gao Kang'an was already prepared for death, and what he couldn't let go of was his sister and parents.

Dong Yan outside the ward sighed, walked to the next ward next door, and knocked on the door.

"Come in, the door is unlocked." Jiang Zuo's voice came from the ward, and that voice didn't sound like a patient waiting to die.

Dong Yan pushed open the door of the ward and was about to go in, but was stunned at the door.

Ward rounds are a doctor's daily work. After checking so many wards of bloody patients, Dong Yan has seen too many partings.

Every ward of a blood-dead patient is dull and depressing, with tears, crying, silence, and forced laughter, which is the normal state in the ward of a blood-dead patient.

However, the scene in front of her made Dong Yan stunned for a moment.

I saw that the two beds in the ward were put together to form a big bed.

On the big bed, Jiang Zuo was holding a notebook, and Shu Ran was holding a tablet, scrolling through various news and forums on the bed.

There were several bags of half-opened potato chips and milk beside her. Shu Ran was rubbing a bag of milk on Jiang Zuo's body. Jiang Zuo pushed her away in disgust, playing like a pair of brothers and sisters.

The whole room is full of cheerful atmosphere

I. Wrong way? Or am I opening it the wrong way?

Dong Yan checked the ward round form again, and confirmed that the patient was indeed Jiang Zuo.

It’s just that the atmosphere in this room is a bit wrong, why does it feel weird, Jiang Zuo and Shu Ran are a big boy, the kind of smiles and ease are obviously not pretending, it’s more like they’re here for an outing rather than coming to the hospital .

"Dr. Dong is here for rounds?" Jiang Zuo put down his notebook and pushed Shu Ran aside.

"Well, routine inspection." Dong Yan didn't know what to say, and came over to check Jiang Zuo.

After the inspection, he hung up Jiang Zuo's bottle and gave Jiang Zuo a drip.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Jiang Zuo asked.

"Normal saline, glucose, supplement energy." Dong Yan said.

No one has a specific medicine for blood death. For blood death, there are no effective measures other than administering glucose to supplement energy.

"After the beating, a nurse will come to help you remove the needle." Dong Yan ordered a few words and left the ward.

As soon as Dong Yan left, Jiang Zuo pulled out the needle himself, took off the hanging bottle, and told Shu Ran, "Go, take it to the toilet and throw it away."

"You made me run errands for you again." Shu Ran muttered, and obediently got out of bed with the bottle in her arms.

glucose? Jiang Zuo really didn't need it. It takes an hour or two to play the bottle, and he is too lazy to spend time on it.