The alarm in the quarantine area was still screaming miserably, and the red warning lights were flashing wildly, making the laboratory look like purgatory.

Mou Xuan held the unconscious Chen Yao in his arms, his heart seeming to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand.

The Yin Shang Dynasty lines that spread across Chen Yao's wrist were like a black poisonous snake, lingering in his heart and unable to be shaken off.

He carefully placed Chen Yao on the laboratory table, tremblingly took out the blood-stained isolation suit from his backpack, took a deep breath, and injected Chen Yao's blood sample into the culture dish.

In the petri dish, the Yin and Shang Dynasty patterns squirmed like living things, emitting a strange black light.

Mou Xuan stared at the data on the display screen, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

The activity of the virus was far beyond his expectations and it was still constantly mutating. Ordinary antibiotics were simply unable to inhibit its growth.

"The virus is imitating the energy of the crystal core!" The young researcher Zou suddenly shouted, his voice distorted due to nervousness, "It is absorbing the energy of the experimental equipment! Turn it off quickly!"

The energy readings on the display screen dropped sharply, and the experimental equipment made a buzzing sound as if it was overwhelmed and could collapse at any time.

Mou Xuan's brain was working rapidly. If the experimental equipment was damaged, they would lose their last chance.

At the critical moment, Mou Xuan decisively activated his time ability.

0.5 seconds, as short as a flash of lightning, but enough to change everything.

He accurately extracted twelve bottles of crystal core extract from the storage box and injected them into the culture dish.

Golden light burst out instantly, like a flash of lightning cutting through the darkness.

The crystal core energy and the black virus engaged in a fierce tug-of-war in the centrifuge tube. The culture dish vibrated violently, as if it could explode at any time.

Mou Xuan held his breath, staring at the petri dish without blinking, beads of sweat oozing from his palms.

As time passed, the golden light gradually gained the upper hand, and the spread of the black virus slowed down significantly.

Just when Mou Xuan thought victory was in sight, the crisp sound of breaking glass broke the silence of the laboratory.

Pharmacist Lou's face was pale, holding an empty medicine bottle in his hand, and he said tremblingly: "The antibiotic raw materials... are only enough to make three..."

Three doses of medicine are just a drop in the bucket considering the speed at which the virus mutates.

The feeling of despair surged like a tide, almost drowning Mou Xuan.

Could it be that he is ultimately unable to change Chen Yao's fate?

"With my blood!"

Mou Xuan suddenly tore open the isolation suit, revealing the Yin Shang pattern on his chest that was shining with golden light.

His blood contains powerful crystal core energy, which may be the last hope to fight the virus.

Pharmacist Lou was stunned. She didn't expect Mou Xuan to make such a decision.

Using your own blood to make medicine is extremely risky and can be life-threatening if you are not careful.

"There's no time to hesitate!" Mou Xuan said firmly, leaving no room for doubt, "Hurry up!"

Pharmacist Lou took a deep breath, picked up the syringe, and tremblingly reached towards Mou Xuan's chest...

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard and the warehouse manager He rushed in. His face was flushed, his breathing was rapid, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"I...I seem to..." He spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse, "I seem to be infected too..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly slammed into the glass window of the laboratory...

The alarm in the quarantine area was still shrill, like a rooster with its neck strangled, making people feel creepy.

He, the usually honest warehouse manager, was like a madman at this moment. He smashed the reinforced glass of the laboratory with his head. The fragments flew everywhere, flashing an unsettling light under the red warning light.

"I have the password to the medical store!" he roared, his voice hoarse like a broken bellows, and he took out a blood-stained badge from his blood-stained pocket. The badge was of ancient style, and it was the logo of the Governor's Mansion from thirty years ago!

This thing is more antique than an antique, and he actually found it!

Everyone, including Mou Xuan, was stunned.

The plot changes too quickly!

More exciting than riding a roller coaster!

"Virus samples from thirty years ago..." He spoke intermittently, his eyes unfocused, as if he was lost in some memories, "My grandfather... He was a researcher back then... He left behind... samples..."

Virus samples from thirty years ago?

This is simply a divine soldier sent from heaven!

Mou Xuan's brain was working rapidly. The virus from thirty years ago might be the key to unlocking the mutated virus today!

This is even more exciting than winning the lottery!

He snatched the badge from He's hand. It was cold to the touch, and a smell of rust came to his nose.

On the back of the badge, there is a string of complex numbers engraved, which is the password to the medical library!

"Take me to the medicine store!" Mou Xuan growled, leaving no room for doubt.

Pharmacist Lou and Researcher Zou looked at each other, still not recovering from this sudden turn of events.

This reversal is faster than the face-changing in Sichuan Opera!

He staggered to his feet, pointed to an iron door at the end of the corridor, and said weakly: "There... is..." After that, he fell to the ground and fell unconscious.

Mou Xuan didn't dare to delay, picked up Shen Yao, and signaled Pharmacist Lou and Researcher Zou to follow.

The three of them ran wildly all the way, their hearts pounding like drums.

The door of the medicine storehouse is heavy and exudes a cold metallic smell.

Mou Xuan entered the password, the door slowly opened, and a long-forgotten smell wafted into the air.

The medical warehouse is filled with various medicines and equipment, and is covered with dust, as if time has stopped here for thirty years.

At the deepest part of the warehouse, they found a locked iron box.

Mou Xuan used the key on the badge to open the iron box. A glass test tube lay quietly inside. In the test tube, the bright red liquid emitted a strange light.

"This is... the virus sample from thirty years ago?" Researcher Zou's voice trembled with a hint of disbelief.

Mou Xuan picked up the test tube carefully and observed it carefully.

The virus in the sample is strikingly similar to the current mutated virus, but the color is brighter, like solidified blood.

"With this sample, we can develop an antidote!" Pharmacist Lou said excitedly, with hope gleaming in his eyes.

Time is running out and every second is precious.

Pharmacist Lou and Researcher Zou immediately began to work on their research, while Mou Xuan stayed by Shen Yao's side, never leaving her side.

In the laboratory, various instruments made buzzing sounds, mixed with the smell of medicines, filling the air.

Mou Xuan's heart became more and more nervous as time passed.

Finally, Pharmacist Lou took the newly developed medicine and walked quickly to Shen Yao.

The potion was light gold in color and emitted a faint fragrance, as if it contained the power of life.

Mou Xuan took the medicine, took a deep breath, and stabbed the needle into Shen Yao's heart.

The medicine was slowly injected, and a hint of golden lines appeared in Chen Yao's eyes!

At this moment, the surveillance screen in the quarantine area suddenly flickered, showing that the body of volunteer Tao was moving autonomously...

"Wait..." Researcher Zou pointed at the screen, his voice trembling, "What is that..."