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That's it, such a separation, and the possibility of seeing each other again in the future is unlikely. The second area of ​​detention and the place where medicines are distributed are relatively far away, and there is no intersection between the two places.

"Okay, in the second detention area, you just follow me. I advise you to work hard. People are replaced here very quickly." The man who led Zhang Bufang away was wearing a mask. Zhang Bufang didn't know that he was

What does he look like, and he doesn't have an identity tag on him.

"Yes." However, silence is golden, and this method is particularly practical in this place. Zhang Bufang looked back, and he could no longer see Taylor.

"Don't look at it. Most of the people here are single. They are all a group of people who plan not to get married for the rest of their lives, so they just contribute to the experiment." The man in front noticed Zhang Bufang turning his head.

Life in the laboratory is not the kind of "life" in real life where people live to be eighty or ninety years old. Most of the people here are young. Those in their twenties, thirties, and forties and fifties are basically the main researchers. However,

Most of these people did die in experiments throughout their lives. Otherwise, why would there be so many limbs in the dissecting room every day?

"Oh, okay, in the second area of ​​detention, I am D1. The D on the right side of the letter, No. 1, does not have a name for easy identification. It just so happens that No. 3 died, so you are D3." D1 said.

"Yes... but the second area of ​​detention is underground?" Zhang Bufang looked at the scene in front of him, a little surprised.

"Yes, in order to prevent zombies from escaping, and if something happens, we just need to destroy this place." D1 said it very easily.

"Destroy it? What should the researchers here do?" Zhang Bufang was a little unbelievable.

"Oh? Do you think of yourself as a researcher? The researchers here are those who are close to the operating table. People like you, me, or others are no different from the zombies imprisoned here. They are all experimental subjects.

Otherwise, how could he not even have a name?" D1 is used to the life here, and to him, these are very common things.

"So destruction means... once there is any riot among zombies and we cannot control it, we need to self-destruct and die together with the zombies?" Zhang Bufang said.

"More or less, it's underground. As long as that gate is not opened, no one can get out. This gate can only be opened from the outside, and you won't be able to escape even if you want to. So, work hard." d1 clapped sympathetically.

Pat Zhang Bufang on the shoulder.

"Then what do I need to do?" All lights were installed next to this underground room. The floor was dirtier than the dissecting room and there was no need to clean it. Zhang Bufang even felt that he could not breathe smoothly here.

"Check every imprisoned zombie to make sure they don't show any abnormality every day, and if the above experiment needs to provide low-level zombies, you have to be responsible for transporting them there, and there will be zombie screening every week, and you will not need any zombies

You have to be responsible for killing them... It’s a little too much, but you just came here, I will take you to complete the task once every day, and then it’s up to you.”

"In addition, I warn you not to follow the old path of D3. You know, d3 is not a qualified person here."

"Do you understand? I may have taught you step by step the commonly used things and daily tasks, and then it's up to you." D1 was probably very busy, and he didn't say anything about his daily tasks.

What it is, I just left after teaching Zhang Bufang on the first day.

Zhang Bufang felt that there might not be anyone in the second detention area. After d1 left, Zhang Bufang completed all the daily tasks by himself, which was very fast. The part he was responsible for sounded like a lot, but it was

It doesn't rise much.

The schedule starts at 7 o'clock in the morning, and then I am usually busy until three or four o'clock in the evening. The most troublesome time is when I am busy until 8 o'clock in the evening, but there is not much time like this.

Zhang Bufang repeated the same things for the rest of the time. In the second detention area, Zhang Bufang took the place of No. 3, but he did not see No. 2 at all, nor did he see the next one.

No. 4 and No. 5, even when he faces an empty corridor, he will feel that he is alone.