Fan Xin was a little surprised.

What a strong mental power!

After her rebirth, the starting point of her mental power was already very high, and the mental power just now was actually comparable to hers!

After the mentally charged roar disappeared, there was no more movement.

Fan Xin waited for a while, and the zombie seemed to have reached its limit and no longer made any sound.

Gone so soon? Something's wrong.

Fan Xin walked to the door, opened it and walked out.

In an instant, the lights in the corridor inside the laboratory flickered and a shrill alarm sounded.

Everyone who heard the alarm rushed over here.

When Fan Xin heard their running footsteps, she stood in the corridor without moving, waiting for these people to come to her door.

"The experimental subject has escaped, hurry! Get ready..."

The first person who ran over saw Fan Xin and immediately contacted the others, but before he could finish his words, Fan Xin rushed forward and knocked him unconscious with a knife.

Fan Xin stood in place and knocked out everyone who came over one by one.

Before long, more than a dozen people in white coats, both men and women, gathered around Fan Xin.

Fan Xin tilted his head and looked towards the corner at the end of the corridor with an expressionless face.

The sound of hurried footsteps became increasingly distant, accompanied by rapid breathing.

Fan Xin curled the corners of his lips slightly and chased after him at an extremely fast speed.

"Ah—" the woman screamed in fear, squatting on the ground with her head in her hands and crying: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I don't know anything..."

Fan Xin squatted on one knee, pinched the woman's chin and lifted it up.

The cold and temperatureless hand made the woman tremble, revealing a tearful face.

"Tell me, where is the chip?"

"I, I don't know." The woman was shaking violently, tears streaming down her face, and she looked extremely pitiful.

Fan Xin curled the corners of his mouth and slightly tightened the hand that was pinching the woman's jaw: "Really? Then there's no point in having you."

"No!!" the woman screamed, her eyes filled with fear. "I really don't know. Only the doctor, his assistant, and his students know."

Fan Xin thought of the person whose blood she had drained before and fell silent.

"Where are the doctoral students and assistants?" Fan Xin asked coldly.

"Upstairs." The woman cried miserably, her voice trembling. "We've never been upstairs. Only the doctor and his friends can go up there."

Fan Xin knocked the woman unconscious with an expressionless face and dragged her to the pile of unconscious people.

There was no other human scent here. Fan Xin took out a blood bag and a blood collection needle and drew blood from these people.

Each person draws 1200ml of blood. Taking so much blood at one time will make them weak for a long time. Fan Xin feels that they should be grateful that she has spared their lives.

After drawing blood, Fan Xin searched the laboratory one by one.

On the bed in the laboratory next door, there was a corpse. It was a human corpse. It was obvious that the experiment had failed. The person's body was cold and there was white foam at the corners of his mouth.

Fan Xin put the body down, collected all the equipment in the laboratory, and turned to go to the next laboratory.

Most of the laboratories were filled with zombies. Fan Xin destroyed the chips in the zombies' brains and then released the zombies.

After putting all the equipment in the laboratory into the space, Fan Xin returned to the previous laboratory, found Xu Yan, brought Zhou Jinchen and Zhong Yi, and returned to the mall along the same route.

Back at the mall, Fan Xin moved a container over to block the underground exit. Of course, if they had other exits, they would not have died.

Fan Xin checked the conditions of Zhou Jinchen and Zhong Yi. Both of them were still in a coma. It seemed that the effect of the drug was quite long.

She raised her head, looked upwards, then found a place to sit down and waited patiently for Zhong Yi and the others to wake up.

After a while, Zhou Jinchen, who was lying on the ground, moved.

He turned over, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, opened his eyes drowsily, and met Fan Xin's cold gaze not far away.

Zhou Jinchen: “…”

He shuddered and woke up instantly. He turned over and sat up, staring at Fan Xin blankly: "I, I fell asleep? When did I fall asleep?"

Fan Xin picked up the still unconscious Zhong Yi and placed him in Zhou Jinchen's arms: "Hold him and come upstairs with me to take a look."

"Huh?" Zhou Jinchen caught Zhong Yi, a little stunned. Seeing Fan Xin heading towards the stairs, he quickly called out, "Brother, Fan Xin, can we not go up? You know the saying that curiosity kills the cat? Or, there's another saying that goes, 'If you don't do it, you'll die!'"

Fan Xin picked up the machete that Zhou Jinchen had dropped from the ground and pointed it at Zhou Jinchen.

Zhou Jinchen's whole body stiffened. He felt the cold blade against his neck and instantly dared not move.

Fan Xin expressionless: "You talk too much."

Zhou Jinchen opened his mouth, but under Fan Xin's gaze, he forced himself to hold it back, not daring to speak anymore.

Fan Xin grabbed Zhou Jinchen by the collar and pulled him upstairs.

Zhou Jinchen carefully followed Fan Xin's footsteps, looking at the knife on his neck with trepidation, fearing that he would accidentally cut his neck.

"Fan Xin, brother, I'm just saying a few words. No, it shouldn't be that serious. Put this thing away. It's too dangerous!" Zhou Jinchen couldn't stand it anymore. With a sad face, he whispered, "Can't I just shut up?"

Fan Xin glanced at him and retracted the machete.

Zhou Jinchen breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Zhong Yi with one hand, and touched his neck with the other. Fortunately, it was intact.

He couldn't help but sigh and said, "Brother, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but your temper is too extreme. You always use a knife. This is not good..."

Fan Xin glanced over and Zhou Jinchen froze. He silently reached out and pulled on his mouth, shutting it.

Zhou Jinchen looked at Zhong Yi, who was still asleep, and muttered softly, "This little brat, he sleeps so well."

Fan Xin: “…”

This man was too noisy, and she regretted bringing him along.

Walking up to the second floor, Zhou Jinchen was tense all over, but when he saw that the second floor was empty and there was not even a place to hide, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Fan Xin glanced at the second floor, raised his head and looked upstairs.

Zhou Jinchen didn't know what she was looking at, but after confirming that there was no danger here, he felt relieved. He held Zhong Yi and looked around: "Tsk tsk, this place looks like it's been looted. It's too clean. There are only some scrap metal left."

When he reached the window, he glanced down.

"Huh? The zombies are gone! Fan Xin, come and see, all the zombies are gone!" Zhou Jinchen almost stuck to the window looking down.

The zombies that were originally densely packed have all disappeared, and the streets are empty.

"Hurry, hurry, let's leave now!" Zhou Jinchen was so excited that he kept waving at Fan Xin.

Fan Xin walked over and looked down, then turned around and walked upstairs.

"Hey! Fan Xin, what are you doing? The zombies have all left, why are you still going up there?" Zhou Jinchen was anxious.

Fan Xin glanced at him: "Where's the car?"

"Car..." Zhou Jinchen subconsciously looked downstairs, his pupils shrinking. He asked in surprise, "Car, where is our car? Why is it gone?"

He was stunned for two seconds, then quickly followed Fan Xin's footsteps.

"What happened? Why is our car gone? Could someone have stolen it and run away? What should we do? How are we going to get to the city center without a car?"

Zhou Jinchen frowned anxiously and walked beside Fan Xin, muttering, "There don't seem to be any cars around. Should we go out? We don't know where the zombies here have gone. What if the zombies come back as soon as we go out..."

Zhou Jinchen's voice suddenly stopped. He sniffed and said, "What's that smell? Why does it smell like blood?"

The end of the stairs is the third floor, but the door to the third floor is closed.

Zhou Jinchen felt that something was wrong and didn't dare to speak loudly. He carefully pulled Fan Xin's clothes and said, "Brother, I think it's very dangerous in there. Let's go down."

Fan Xin raised his foot and kicked directly towards the door.

Zhou Jinchen was so frightened by her kick that his face turned pale and he couldn't help but take a step back.

The door that Fan Xin kicked made a crisp cracking sound and fell heavily to the ground, splashing thick dust.

"Cough cough cough..." Zhou Jinchen was hit in the face by dust. He waved his hand to clear the dust in front of him and kept coughing because of the choking.

But Fan Xin in front of him was fine.

The dust cleared, revealing the situation on the third floor.

Zhou Jinchen unconsciously hugged Zhong Yi tightly, his pupils trembled, and he sucked in a breath of cold air. He bit his teeth hard to prevent himself from crying out.

His hands and feet were weak. He turned around while holding Zhong Yi and staggered down the stairs.

When he reached the second floor, his legs went weak and he sat down on the ground, gasping for breath.

"Brother, I, I'm serious, let's leave here quickly, if we don't leave, we..." Zhou Jinchen was speaking, and when he turned around, the back was empty, Fan Xin didn't come down at all.

Zhou Jinchen quickly stood up from the ground and looked upstairs.

Standing on the second floor, he couldn't see the situation on the third floor at all, and he didn't know how Fan Xin was doing now.

Zhou Jinchen's heart was beating violently.

He covered his chest soothingly and murmured, "Don't blame me, he was the one who wanted to go up there. I told him not to go up there... He just didn't listen."

Zhou Jinchen gritted his teeth and continued running downstairs.

After going down two steps, he stopped again, his expression changing constantly, and he walked up and down the steps, back and forth.

"Ah—I'm so annoyed!"

Zhou Jinchen took a few steps back to the second floor and put Zhong Yi in the corner. He kicked the pile of scrap metal around him and found a long wooden board that could barely be used as a weapon.

He gripped the board and swallowed nervously, feeling his hands and feet still limp.

Zhou Jinchen took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and rushed upstairs waving the wooden board.

Fan Xin watched Zhou Jinchen leave without stopping him. She glanced at the densely packed zombies on the third floor.

There are tubes inserted into the bodies of these zombies, and human blood is injected into their bodies through the tubes.

Although these zombies had their eyes open, their scarlet pupils were dull and lifeless, and they stood there motionless.

Fan Xin drew her knife and chopped off the head of the zombie closest to her.

The chip in the zombie's brain is the same as the chip in the brains of those zombies in the laboratory. The zombies in the underground laboratory have their skulls opened and have not been sutured yet. Fan Xin can destroy the chip directly, but she has no other way to deal with those that have already been sutured.

Thinking about the thousands of zombies with chips implanted in them out there, Fan Xin felt a headache.

"ah--"

A distorted and piercing scream came from behind.

She looked back and saw Zhou Jinchen, who had already run away, rushing back. He closed his eyes and held a long wooden board in his hand, waving it around.

The wooden board had a very wide range of swinging, and Fan Xin took a few steps back to avoid the attack of the board.

"Fan Xin, hurry up, I'll be the last one to follow!" Zhou Jinchen shouted loudly with a trembling voice and a determination to face death.