The Infinite Journey Of The Prototype

In the morning, Rob was awakened by the watch on the bedside table. Before he opened his eyes, he felt Sam's big tongue licking back and forth on his face.

After the thoughts in his mind recovered a little bit, he immediately got up, started a handful of dog heads, and then began a regular life for the day.

"How did you sleep last night? The sound scared me!"

After hiring Roar with the dog Sam, Rob started his morning routine, washing exercises, and took Sam to run for two kilometers on the treadmill. After taking a shower, he entered the laboratory transformed into the basement of the villa alone. Check Vaccine sample situation.

Taking a white coat full of ritual sense, taking some hand sanitizer, and washing his hands, Rob's expression is somewhat bad.

Because today may be the same as many times before, it will be a disappointing day.

But at the same time, he was constantly thinking about the loud noise he heard from the Empire State Building last night. What was it?

bomb? Not very similar, but what makes the sound?

Was it a zombie, or was it... a person?

The foam in his hands had been washed away by the water, Rob shook his head, grabbed a disposable paper and wiped his hands dry.

No longer thinking about outside matters for a while, pushing the second iron gate open, Rob walked into the laboratory.

Open the compartment, wake up the computer on the workbench, turn on the video function, and record his face to the portable camera.

"Dr. Rob, September 21, 2015, the serum of GA-391, the animal experiment began to be videotaped."

After speaking this routine speech, Rob installed the camera above the display on the glasses, took it and entered the simple biological laboratory in the glass compartment.

After turning off the ultraviolet light, he lifted the black cloth covering the glass cage.

Suddenly, the originally quiet hairless mice instantly became mad, and kept hitting the glass plate, shouting madly at Rob.

If you don't know what the shout is like, you can refer to the angry lemming.

Looking at the row of manic mice, Rob began to record, "Compounds 1, 3, 4...no response, compounds 2, 5, 6...kill the host."

After reading one failed experiment after another, Rob's tone became calmer and calmer. He experienced more disappointments and became accustomed to it...

"and many more!"

It was just that after he had read the numbers of all the mice killed by the new medicine, the hairless mice judged to be dead in a cage on the edge of the shelf suddenly moved.

His heart jumped suddenly, although reason had been telling himself that he couldn't judge so early, but Rob still couldn't help it.

Get close to the cage and lean down to observe the mouse in the cage.

The mice all fell off after being infected with the KV virus, their pupils lost their due feedback to the intense light stimulation, the muscles on the body became solidified a lot, and the skin seemed to have gotten rid of the pain and torment.

This hairless mouse was just like before it was caught and injected with the virus, shaking its nose quietly and curiously in the cage.

In addition, the color of this hairless mouse is slightly different from other hairless rats.

After watching the hairless mouse carefully, Rob looked a little bit more expectant. He took out a small flashlight and irradiated the quiet hairless mouse, and recorded: "Local pigmentation recovery, slight pupil contraction, The GA-391 serum compound No. 6 will be tested in humans in the next step."

His experiment is to make those zombies infected with the KV virus become human again, so the human experiment mentioned here definitely refers to the arrest of zombies for experimentation!

"You have to hold on, number six..."

After tapping the glass plate of No. 6 twice with his finger, Rob left the laboratory with anxiety and expectation.

After returning to the first floor, he found that Sam was still waiting for him at the entrance of the underground laboratory, rubbing his dog's head, "I know you are looking forward to it, let's go!"

Putting on his favorite black coat, putting on the shoes he wore when he went out, and picking up the discs he rented from the video store yesterday, Rob walked to the front of his house.

There is a wooden wardrobe in the hallway. When the door is opened, a row of guns and bullets appear.

There are also some keys and maps hanging behind the cabinet door. Take Sam's favorite ball, take the key to the video store, and finally the most used M6920 rifle with the most complete accessories.

When he was ready to go out, Robert took the gun and opened the door. When he saw the bright sunlight outside the door, he couldn't help but pause, looking at the stone arches that were shining brightly in the distance. If it was the end of the day, this would be a good one. good weather.

...

He drove out of the villa area, entered the city where weeds were everywhere, and came to the video store he often visited.

Two dummies were placed at the entrance of the audiovisual store. When Rob took out the key to open the audiovisual store door, he inadvertently glanced at them, seemingly surprised and said, "Hey! Good morning Maggie, good morning Fred~ What are you doing so early? Your clothes are beautiful, Fred, don’t crease them!"

While speaking, he had already opened the store door, said "See you later" to the two, and walked into the video store.

There are also many dummies in the video store. On the left side of the entry shelf, there are three dummies. They are dressed as a family bringing their sons to buy movies.

Rob smiled and raised his hand to make a silent call to them Roar, as if he could hear a warm greeting from the three of them, and the smile on Rob's face became a bit brighter because of this.

There was also a box of discs in his coat pocket, which was rented by Rob when he came last time, because he saw two ladies on the shelf, he specifically asked Sam to stay where he was and not to follow in.

Walking into the row of shelves easily and naturally, Rob put the disc in his pocket back to the previous position.

Suddenly, he noticed a girl on his left. She often went to the shelves to find some romance movies.

Rob's face showed a shy and shy expression like an innocent boy. He peeped at the girl many times, trying to pluck up the courage to strike up a conversation, but was afraid of being rejected, so clumsy that he couldn't stand it.

After choosing a film at random, he walked towards the counter.

Say hello to Roar, the familiar cashier Hank, hoping to know the girl's name from the side, "Good morning, Hank! I watched half of the movie with G, hey, who is that girl over there?"

The dummy's vision was locked on the table, wearing a peaked cap, unable to see his face.

The expression on his face slowly disappeared. He hadn't figured out what the girl's name should be in his mind, so Hank couldn't answer his question...

"Forget it, see you tomorrow!"

Giving Hank one last smile, Rob took Sam and left the video store. He went to a nearby park again and harvested the corn he planted in the field.

While picking it up, he still remembered the girl, thinking about how to call Roar, and decided to call Roar with that girl tomorrow.

After picking the corn, Rob went to a high-end apartment area again, took out the map and began to determine the target of today's search.

Kicking the door of a certain room in the apartment with a gun, Sam, who cooperated well, entered the apartment first, and after a brief search, he confirmed that there was no danger in the apartment, and called out to show his safety.

Complimenting Sam, Rob began to search for useful supplies in this apartment. When passing by the door of a room somewhere, he saw a sticky note on the door.

It says: To Lucy, don't open it before Christmas!

Rob opened the door and saw a room that was very beautifully dressed and full of childishness. After shaking his eyes a few times, he gently closed the door again.

Leaving the apartment, turn on the full AM channel to scroll the assistance information, as long as the car radio in New York City can receive his assistance information from the AM channel.

After filling up the car, Rob drove to the wharf on South Street, with the paper data of GA-391, ready for theoretical demonstration and analysis.

Pulled a chair and sat down, took the document out of the briefcase, tried to take the pen on the table, but found that the pen was missing.

"Where is my pen?"

I looked around the table and didn't see it. Finally, Rob looked at the "housing register" on the table and found that its face seemed to be slanted.

Opened the book with a look of doubt, saw the pen he was looking for, and also saw a crooked sentence written in English: You are not alone!

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