Chapter 30 Research and capture a zombie!
"You said there is a lack of research subjects?" After learning about the difficulties at this stage, Ye Xing was not worried at all.
That's it? He thought he had encountered a serious bottleneck.
"Yes," Director Qin's pride had been worn away by the changes that had happened over time. He looked as obedient and serious as a primary school student answering a question. "We can't bring back the volunteers who escaped. It's hard to draw conclusions based on the data of new patients alone."
The young man pretended to be nonchalant and said lightly, "Aren't they running around the streets right now? If you wait for them, you'll always catch them."
"Not enough time," the young man did not think this was a good suggestion, but he was asking for help at the moment, so he could not point it out directly. "Senior, we obviously do not have enough time. The probability of success of this method is too small. We cannot afford to wait."
When Ye Xuan heard the other party calling him "senior", he couldn't help but start thinking about a question.
Traditional Chinese medicine, is he considered a senior researcher? This person doesn't feel awkward at all, so he must have a good mental state.
Qin didn't know that his casual call of "senior" would make his role image in the other person's mind more vivid. At this time, he was worrying about how to effectively "catch" the escaped volunteer.
This was of course an impossible task for him to accomplish alone, but most of the other people in the institute were timid and cowardly, and they wasted the last good opportunity to "catch the turtle in the jar", which made it easier for the volunteers to escape.
He got angry when he thought about this. He felt like a king leading a group of bronze and silver players in a team fight. Not only were his teammates unable to help him, but they also caused trouble for him.
However, he also knew that things were different now. Given his reputation after the failure of his team in drug research and development, he couldn't afford to lose his temper like before. Any dissatisfaction he had to keep to himself.
He wanted to find someone to listen to his complaints - yes, to confide his troubles to others. This was an idea he had never had in the past ten years of his life, but at this moment it was so strong that it seemed as if he would be overwhelmed by endless negative emotions if he didn't pour it out.
But Director Qin had no friends, and no close colleagues in the institute. He always maintained his aloofness, believing that geniuses should be like this, and that being in groups of three or five was the behavior of mediocre people.
So when he really wanted to have a good talk with someone, unsurprisingly there was no one.
But the senior in front of him was different from the others. He felt it was okay for him to tell him all his worries and troubles.
There are roughly two types of people who are suitable for confessing: strangers and acquaintances. People who are awkwardly sandwiched between the two are basically not considered.
Qin is unwilling to talk too much with strangers. Even to his colleagues, he tends to give orders and scold them. He didn't often interact with his classmates at school, so he didn't have any acquaintances.
He knows that there are some psychological counseling options that might satisfy his desire to talk, and at his age he can also go to a free youth mental health center to get professional help.
What was strange was that he was determined to be with this person whom he had just met for less than half a day. He looked like a trustworthy senior.
Ye Xing looked at the player character's inner thoughts and became more certain that his main job here was to take care of the children.
The little Omega was forced to get married, the little vampire was driven out of the castle, and here comes another one whose career was destroyed by his assistant. Why don't you just get together and play mahjong!
Oh, by the way, please don’t involve him as a real NPC, just let it go if there is one missing.
Although this "senior" was complaining very coldly in his heart, he still maintained the appearance of a "kind and amiable" elder. It is really not easy to be a worker.
"Then I'll go for a walk on the street first. If you have any better idea, let me know." After saying that, Ye Xuan exchanged contact information with the other party.
"Senior," Qin was not very good at caring for others, and he stuttered, "Now, well, it's very dangerous outside, you have to be more careful."
"Okay," the other party responded as he walked out the door, "I have confidence in myself. Wait for me to bring them back."
It was obvious that this man couldn't be driven away before, but now that he left on his own initiative, Qin actually felt a little reluctant to let him go.
This is so weird, what's wrong with him?
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The streets were empty, with only one or two cars speeding past occasionally, as if they were avoiding someone.
The newsstand on the corner had rolled up its shutters, and Ye Xing saw several local newspapers through the glass display shelves on both sides.
The date was different from what was shown on his phone. It should be from yesterday. He didn't know why it hadn't been replaced yet. Perhaps the newsstand owner hadn't been here today at all.
He quickly glanced at the contents of several different newspapers. The front-page headlines were almost all about Qin and his medicine. There were more and more new patients in the hospital, and the first batch of volunteers who were sick were being sought by all parties.
This incident caused panic among the people. Some people had already associated it with the "zombie virus", a term that is very far away from people's real life. They were so scared that they dared not go out - they might be attacked by "zombies" outside and even be infected!
"But this is not reality," the real NPC said, without any sense of immersion, "This is just a game."
Players may still feel somewhat immersed in the scene, but for them it is just a job. They need to keep a stable mood at work and not be scared away by the so-called "zombies".
With fewer people on the streets, that means those - never mind, let's just call them "zombies" - those zombies will have fewer targets to attack. If you hang out on the streets a few more times, you might be able to catch some fish.
The city no longer has the hustle and bustle of the past, but one can still faintly hear hoarse howls coming from a distance, probably from the zombies.
Ordinary people avoid zombies, and those who chase zombies mostly come for related jobs, so in terms of nature, they are the same as them.
Before the incident on the forum, he often visited Youmeng's official forum to read the players' discussions and so on, and naturally figured out a lot of the game's routines.
For example, in the current scenario, there must be some players who receive the task of avoiding zombies, and the task is completed when they survive for a certain number of days without being infected; while other players may receive the task of catching zombies, and they can pass the level after reaching a certain number; there will even be players who receive the task of being a zombie, with the goal of infecting as many normal people as possible.
It's kind of interesting, isn't it? Unfortunately, he's not a player, so he can't choose his own identity, so he can only be a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, which was already decided.
I've been walking for quite some time, but why haven't I seen a single zombie? Maybe those howlings are meaningless and are just background noise to create an atmosphere.
As he was thinking this, suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, bringing with it a fishy smell.
"Oh, you finally show up?" The Chinese medicine doctor turned around with a slight smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
Finally! He knew that it was effective to hang around the street like a target, to see what the kid could say.
Damn his desire to win.
The zombies didn't understand what he said and rushed over to him, opening their mouths wide as if trying to bite him.
Ye Xuan took out a few long and thin acupuncture needles from the medical box he was carrying on his back, and with a flick of his wrist as if he was extremely skilled - the needles were firmly inserted into the zombie's acupoints.
"I advise you to accept the treatment well," the young Chinese medicine doctor took out a bunch of acupuncture needles and waved them in front of the patient, "otherwise it won't be as simple as sticking a few needles in."
The zombies seemed to understand what he said and immediately quieted down and became unusually well-behaved.
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"I'm back," Ye Xuan said, as if he had returned home. In a sense, this laboratory was also the most familiar place for him here. "Xiao Qin, look what I brought back?"
"Senior," Director Qin was not averse to the name "Xiao Qin" and let him call him that, "This is... the original volunteer."
The young man in front of him "dragged" a man with obvious illness into the house. When they arrived at the destination, he threw the man on the ground and went to pour himself some water, acting as if he was free and unrestrained at home.
"You should be the one asking this. They escaped your interception and got out of the institute." The Chinese medicine doctor said mercilessly.
"I, I'll take him to study right away." At this moment, the scientific research genius completely forgot about how the other party could capture the volunteer, and started the research against every second. Those researchers who had previously slipped away also came back and started working in an orderly manner.
That's good.
A Chinese medicine practitioner who was not specialized in the field sat in the "special seat" of Fang's assistant in the corner, and no one asked him to move out.
As he watched, Ye Xuan began to doze off. He was really exhausted these days. Many things in reality and in the game kept him busy and prevented him from getting a good rest.
When I woke up again, the test results were out.
The intern handed the compiled report to the director: "Director Qin, we compared the volunteers who were initially sick with the new patients who were infected later."
During the experiment, the drug was mistakenly mixed into a mutated protein. After the experiment, the protein in the volunteer's body mutated accordingly, leading to the disease.
For unknown reasons, an RNA virus lurked in the body of the volunteer. After the volunteer became fully diseased, he became aggressive and people who were bitten would be infected with the virus.
The light orange foamy unidentified object sprayed by the security guard at the volunteers catalyzed the disease. After entering the human body, the virus modified the original DNA fragment. After the gene change, the traits mutated and the external manifestations were similar to those of the first-generation mutants (drug trial volunteers), but they did not have the ability to infect others.
"Reverse transcription..." Qin looked at the unknown virus in the report and felt it was difficult. "If the impact of the virus is irreparable, it will be difficult to deal with. Find a few more DNA samples from new patients."
"Understood." The intern hurried out.
The Chinese Medicine NPC has no say in these matters, but Ye Xing feels that there may be other ways besides studying these.
For example, Chinese medicine?
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