Chapter 605 Melting 57

The morning of the twenty-eighth day of the game.

What Fu Anan worried about happened.

The acid mist outside was getting thicker and thicker, soaking through the acid-proof materials.

A foul, pungent smell slowly seeped out from the wall, making people feel very uncomfortable.

"Is that acid mist coming in?"

"Comrade, when will the rescue team you mentioned arrive?"

"Aren't you a research institute? Even a research institute can't deal with this weird acid rain?"

…

The people who fled here cried out in grief.

They regard the institute as their last straw, but they also feel resentful because the institute has not taken any action.

Until Chen Wan and Du Shen came out with two boxes of acid-proof masks and distributed them one by one.

"Everyone take one each first."

Fu Anan took it and looked at it carefully.

Unlike the filters in protective suits, these masks are completely black. They look like ordinary cloth masks, but they are indeed more comfortable to breathe in.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Some people expressed their gratitude repeatedly while holding masks.

Some people still complain, "Why didn't you bring out such a good thing earlier?"

Shen Wan didn't answer this person.

After these few days, she finally understood that she couldn't be too friendly to these people, as they were all trying to take advantage of her!

If this level of odor pollution persists, each of these masks will be effective for 12 hours.

It seemed long, but they were outnumbered. They'd stockpiled some, but with both sides combined, they'd need to replace 40 at a time. And that was assuming the acid gas wouldn't worsen.

Why didn’t you take it out earlier? Because there are not enough masks!

Moreover, their mentor's asthma and other illnesses began to relapse due to acid gas.

These things weighed on the two young people at the same time, making them start to worry for the first time whether they might die too.

The two of them couldn't hide their thoughts, and their faces became increasingly heavy.

Many people would observe their expressions and feel that something was wrong when they saw their faces.

The atmosphere in the laboratory was extremely solemn.

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This day felt like a year.

The spread of acidic gas was faster than expected, so they had to change their masks from once every 12 hours to once every 10 hours.

Day 29 of the game, 2:00 PM.

They changed their masks for the fourth time, this time after only 7 hours.

The two boxes of masks that Shen Wan and the others carried out were decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Will the effectiveness of masks be reduced to one or two hours, half an hour, or ten minutes in the future?

By then, will there still be enough masks?

Anyone who paid a little attention started to worry, and even Fu Anan and the others were thinking about what to do in the last remaining day.

There are more than twenty sets of protective clothing in her space.

The worst-case scenario is to abandon all the NPCs, and the three of them will rely on these protective suits to survive.

If it gets any worse...

Fu Anan's gaze moved between Fu Yizhi and Zhang Zedong, and finally looked at Fu Yizhi.

Anyway, her brother Fu must be protected at all costs.

"An An!"

Shen Wan suddenly appeared, interrupting her thoughts.

"Professor, please come over with you and Captain Fu."

##

In the innermost laboratory.

Professor Deng, strapped to his insulin pump, sat in a chair waiting for them.

Compared to the last time I saw him, he looked even more haggard. His hair was completely white, his face was sallow, and his hair was dull. He looked at them, took off his glasses, and rubbed his eyes.

"You are here, sit down."

The old professor stood up and said to them,

"I asked Captain Fu to come here today because I want to discuss something with you."