Chapter 99 What the Plunderers Know
Jun Mo's strength was also accumulated bit by bit after the end of the world.
Although Qiao Bai hardly saw him fighting bravely, he could still vividly remember the time when he went out early and came back late, and when he was so tired that he only cooked for him and slept.
Jun Mo's strength was accumulated bit by bit.
It's not just some fancy moves.
Jun Mo walked slowly to the front of those psychics, his voice low and with some unspeakable tone.
"Who wants to be the first to tell me the secret about Subject No. 1?"
Qiao Bai stretched out his hand and pointed at himself with a puzzled expression.
Why is it my business again?
Bah! Bah! Bah!
Who is the test subject?
Jun Mo had his back to him and didn't see his actions or expressions.
Seeing that Jun Mo couldn't see his movements, Qiao Bai wanted to ask directly, but before he could say anything, the plunderers spoke first.
The first person to speak was the psychic who was standing next to the man in black and witnessed firsthand how Jun Mo twisted the man in black's neck.
"Test Subject No. 1, the king of zombies. His ability to spread the zombie virus is weak, but his blood can heal all wounds. He can make all zombies obedient, regardless of their level."
Qiao Bai fell silent after hearing this.
Then the second predator continued to speak.
"Test Subject No. 1's appearance is not much different from that of a human. The crystal nucleus is stored in the back of the brain, the exact location is unknown. It can continuously regenerate severed limbs. The genes are extracted from mutated HeLa cells."
Qiao Bai didn't quite understand this part, so he subconsciously opened his phone and typed the words "HeLa cells" on the web page.
...Damn it, cancer cells.
So his whole body is made up of mutated cancer cells?
Qiao Bai was even more confused.
Jun Mo obviously knew about HeLa cells, so he asked, "Which kind of mutated HeLa cells are they?"
This time, all the predators were stuck.
Jun Mo felt a little regretful.
If we can decipher the secret of HeLa cells, we may find the secret to human longevity.
He was actually quite afraid that he would grow old as time passed, but his little zombie remained as young as ever after ten years.
After becoming a zombie, Qiao Bai has not changed at all from ten years ago to ten years later.
Everyone has become more or less mature, or has developed wrinkles, but only Qiao Bai has been frozen in time by the years, and his appearance has never changed.
Jun Mo sighed and walked towards Qiao Bai.
Then he hugged the person tightly weakly.
"After a snap of the fingers, you will return to God's arms."
Jun Mo snapped his fingers.
Then Qiao Bai saw all the psychics raise their hands and kill him with their own psychics.
Mass suicide!
Before Qiao Bai could see those people falling to the ground, Jun Mo covered his eyes.
"They are really ruthless. Baby, cover your eyes. Let's go home." Jun Mo didn't even look at the corpses. He took Qiao Bai's hand and was about to leave.
Qiao Bai grabbed Jun Mo's hand and took a look at him.
It's indeed a bit cruel.
But he is not a saint, so he has no sympathy.
"Amo, do you think what they said is true?" Qiao Bai looked at himself in Jun Mo's eyes.
It seemed that he was eager to get Jun Mo's answer, and the white in his black eyes looked particularly shivering.
Jun Mo directly packed Qiao Bai into the car, then leaned over to fasten Qiao Bai's seat belt.
After doing all this, Jun Mo got into the car from the other side.
The accelerator was pressed, and the two of them went straight back to the base.
Jun Mo didn't say a word along the way, and Qiao Bai felt uneasy.
Even after getting off the car, Qiao Bai was still waiting for Jun Mo's answer.
Jun Mo sighed.
"No matter whether what they say is true or not, you are my baby," Jun Mo said helplessly, "So, are their words that important?"
Qiao Bai didn't understand. He felt that there was a huge gap between him and Jun Mo.
If he was really as those people said, then he would not be able to grow old with Jun Mo.
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