Nan Qu frowned as she looked at the man in black: "What are you doing?"

The man in black said matter-of-factly, "Doesn't your experiment require samples? These are people who haven't been infected with the apocalypse virus."

"Get out! You use human bodies for experiments, what's the difference between you and those beasts?"

Nan Qu was furious; these people didn't value their lives at all.

The man in black remained indifferent: "What are you angry about? The world outside is in its apocalypse; they might still have a chance to survive here."

Nan Qu firmly stated, "If you still want to continue the experiment, then take all these people with you. Otherwise, I will not continue the experiment!"

The man in black paused for a few seconds, and Nan Qu heard the command coming from his earpiece. These people were eventually taken away.

Nan Qu knew that in this world, their fate might be worse if they went out than if they stayed here, but that couldn't be a reason for her to kill.

Nanqu has no interest in controlling other people's fates.

For the next two days, Nan Qu still had no solution for this first-generation pathogen. If things continued like this, she might very well have exhausted all the experiments on it.

Because she had no ideas, Nan Qu started to think outside the box. What if she still couldn't find a treatment method after finishing this first-generation bacteria?

We can't exactly train more people, can we?

Train some?

Nan Qu's mind lit up, and she excitedly walked to the experimental table. Nan Qu had always chosen to think in reverse about how to solve this bacterium.

It seems that bacteria and viruses are adept at being dealt with using antibodies. For example, the current doomsday virus, and smallpox in the past.

It's like you've been given a problem, and you instinctively look for the answer. Then, you try to apply a formula to that answer.

Because Nan Qu was unfamiliar with viruses, she instinctively treated them as viruses. However, her profession was traditional Chinese medicine, and her expertise lay in treating the symptoms and creating antidotes based on the specific poison.

Of course, compared to detoxification, antibodies are the simplest and most direct way. However, for the human body, having antibodies means you've become accustomed to the virus, not that you've detoxified it.

This is not good in a certain sense.

To be honest, Nanqu was initially at a loss. When encountering such patients, her first thought was to boost the patient's immunity and let the body fight the virus itself. Traditional Chinese medicine and the concept of antibodies both stem from this perspective.

However, Nanqu suddenly wondered, why can't we find something that can cure the virus?

This idea is crazy, but it's not necessarily impossible.

So Nan Qu changed her approach. Instead of researching how to cure the virus, she began to study how this first-generation virus was cultivated.

Nan Qu began working on the pile of materials she had previously ignored.

The research started with a single pathogen, using a combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine, employing Western medical experiments and traditional Chinese medicine detoxification methods to gradually advance the research.

The researchers of Nanqu were almost driven to madness. After an unknown amount of time, Nanqu finally found a method.

Nan Qu never expected that it would require He Shou Wu, Cassia Seed, ginseng that is over ten years old, and other medicines to be boiled together into a medicinal decoction, and then the decoction extracted from it through chemical extraction technology could be purified to cure this primary virus.

Nan Qu was overjoyed to see the result.

Currently, we are eagerly beginning to study the second-generation virus.

With the success of the first generation, the next step is simply to build upon that foundation, further understand the virus, and then develop an antidote.

When Nan Qu saw the apocalyptic antidote she had created, she couldn't help but smile.

Just as Nan Qu was thinking, she could now leave with peace of mind. She wouldn't take the research data with her; if the people here needed it, they could use it directly.

However, just as Nan Qu was thinking about knocking out the man in black who had been watching her and leaving, the masked woman who had only passed by at the beginning suddenly appeared.

Because this woman felt familiar to Nan Qu, she never expected that this person would shoot her directly.

Despite her disheveled state, Nan Qu managed to dodge the bullet that could have been fatal.

"Who are you? Why are you trying to kill me?"

The woman looked at Nan Qu and couldn't help but laugh: "Who am I? Am I you? Ah, no, I'm not you."

Nan Qu frowned. Although the woman's voice sounded old, Nan Qu still recognized it: "You are Nan Qu?"

Nanqu removed her mask, and sure enough, she saw her modern self, now aged.

But at a glance, Nan Qu recognized that this was not herself, but the original owner of the body!

Wait, why is the original owner here? Where is she?

However, the person on the other side didn't give Nan Qu any time to think. The next shot swept across Nan Qu's ear and hit the opposite wall.

Nan Qu was filled with questions, but had no chance to ask them. The enemy's guns always seemed to pinpoint her landing spot, making her even more flustered.

Seeing Nan Qu in such a sorry state, the "Nan Qu" in front of him laughed even more heartily: "Hahaha, give up struggling, you are no match for me at all! If you count the time, you have only been practicing martial arts for less than a year, while I have been practicing for forty years. How can you compare to me?"

Nan Qu dodged and dodged while quickly thinking in her mind. It was now 2068, 39 years since 2029. According to what the space had said before, each spacetime was a branch derived from the timeline.

In other words, the person in front of you is the future of "Southern Music".

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