A total of 103 sets of orders.
Orders have been received from all safe zones within a 300-kilometer radius of the Central Safe Zone, as well as from survivor bases. For further areas, the risk is deemed too high, as the risk of casualties increases significantly with distance. For the time being, we are choosing to wait and see.
As Yu Xin replied to the email, she began to think back to her past life. Her memories were becoming increasingly hazy, but she vaguely remembered that the Healing Station hadn't offered such a large-scale rental business in her previous life. Even the ability to dispel zombies remained undeveloped until her death, which happened more than half a year later. The course of this life seemed to have changed considerably...
Eryi used his existing energy to buy six elves and six primary dispersal storage devices (B), which he placed in the dispersal house to charge a batch before these people arrived.
Seeing that Yu Xin was already accustomed to voice input, replying to emails was still a bit of a struggle with only one hand, Er Yi considered hiring one or two more ordinary people to assist with paperwork and other chores. Considering that Yu Xin would be primarily responsible for the Doomsday Plane in the future, the people working at the Healing Station needed to at least be compatible with her. So, he gave her the right to recruit.
"We provide 30 level one crystal cores per month, along with vegetables, rice, and noodles. Housing is not included." After Eryi officially joined the Central Safe Zone, although she was too lazy to collect it herself, she was actually given a personal portion based on her contribution, roughly enough for a family of three.
"Okay," Yu Xin responded. She thought the offer wasn't bad; it would attract high-caliber, ordinary people. The first group of people to move into the Central Security Zone now had their own homes, so they didn't have to worry about housing.
Looking at Yu Xin's empty arm, Eryi opened her profile and glanced at the slowly progressing repair technique. She speculated that upgrading the repair technique would activate a skill like limb regeneration. If not, then her efforts would be wasted.
He took out his phone, opened the chat app, and clicked on Bei Guoan from the research institute.
Eryi: How is your institute's cloning technology?
Bei Guoan: Please wait.
Bei Guoan sends you a business card: Fu Haotong.
Bei Guoan: Our cloning project has been temporarily suspended now. This person will be in charge before the end of the world. Please contact him.
"Tsk." A bit tricky.
Click Friend Request.
This user has turned off adding friends.
Sweet taste in the mouth.
After explaining the situation to Bei Guoan, he remembered that this person in charge hadn't checked his phone for years, had lost contact on chat apps, and didn't add anyone as a friend. Even the internal researchers were forced to add him on the day the phones were issued.
Eryi: Which laboratory is he in? I’m going upstairs now.
Bei Guoan: Okay, I’ll pick you up at the door.
…
"What's going on?" Fu Haotong was still in the lab, wearing goggles and working on something. His lunch lay on the lab table, seemingly untouched.
"I heard that you were in charge of the cloning project before. I have an idea. I hope you can understand it and judge whether it is feasible." The things lying on the laboratory table looked a little familiar. After entering the room, Eryi walked a few steps and then stopped, and talked to him from a distance.
"you say."
"My healing ability can reattach severed limbs within 24 hours, mainly due to vitality issues. But not everyone can bring back their body parts. During the last zombie wave, some people left their body parts permanently on the battlefield." Er Yi said, observing Fu Haotong's actions. Seeing that he seemed indifferent, he said, "I'm wondering if cloning technology can regenerate body parts from my own cells, and then I can use my healing ability to reattach them."
Fu Haotong continued with his actions and did not reply, but Bei Guoan's expression changed.
"I didn't say that." Bei Guoan raised his hands in surrender.
Fu Haotong's movements slowed, and he glanced at Bei Guoan. "Never mind. It's only a matter of time." He paused, casually hooking his long legs on the ground, and the chair spun. "We're not the only ones doing this."
Fu Haotong leaned sideways in his chair. "Look at this lab," he gestured toward Eryi. "What do you think you see?"
Eryi then began to carefully observe the interior of the laboratory. There were containers scattered around the laboratory, and he could see broken organs, limbs, and other objects soaking in nutrient solution. Earlier, Eryi had thought they were zombie bodies, but from what he said, it seemed like...
"It may be a little different from what you imagined. These are just parts." Bei Guoan added hurriedly.
Fu Haotong turned his chair back to his laboratory table again and said, "Bring the people who need to be cloned here." As he said that, he lowered his head and continued to work.
Eryi swallowed his saliva and asked, "Can this technology be promoted and applied?"
"This matter is a bit complicated." Bei Guoan stopped Eryi and took her out.
Eryi initially had a simple idea: this was a technology that could benefit humanity, so why couldn't it be made public? But after seeing Bei Guoan's expression, he roughly understood.
"That's not something we can decide," Bei Guoan said carefully. "This project is no longer a secret among the several security zones and research institutes. You know we need to test a lot of things, but often..."
"After all, the time of announcement can only be decided by the authorities."
"good."
…
Yu Xin's arm cloning is on schedule.
"My Grandpa Fu, you are my grandpa. I only want his arm. Please don't come up with anything else."
"Do you know what this is?"
"These are the cells of a healing psychic."
“…”
The researchers' eyes lit up.
…
The laboratory took the opportunity to invite Eryi to use repair technology to speed up the cloning process. Soon, the cloning was successful, but it was a failure for the researchers.
According to Yu Xin, her new arm has no soul. It can move normally, and everything else is fine, but this cloned hand cannot release supernatural powers.
But for Yu Xin herself, she is very happy to be able to carry out normal activities.
Then, the news that Station Master Er of the Healing Station had activated a new superpower spread like wildfire.
"That therapist, it turns out she has no arms."
"Did you see it too? I'm still wondering."
"A mechanical arm."
"Impossible, I shook her hand on purpose, it's absolutely true."
…
Lately, Eryi has been traveling back and forth between the two planes once a day, but she tries to stay in the Wulin plane at night. After all, in the Apocalypse Plane, Yu Xin can handle most things for her, and they can communicate directly via the inter-dimensional network and apps. The Wulin plane doesn't have this convenience.
Thirty-five units of the Apocalypse Plane Saver Package have already been rented out. Some of the remaining units have just arrived at the central safe zone and have just topped up their healing coins, waiting for recharge. Some are still on their way, having traveled a long way.
That day, Eryi returned to the martial arts plane after finishing work in the Doomsday Plane, only to find a strangely dressed woman still waiting in the clinic, causing two apprentices to be unable to leave their work. Seeing Eryi appear, they both breathed a sigh of relief.
"You guys go back first." Eryi sat down opposite the woman and opened her personal panel.
Fu Ziying [Postnatal Realm]
HP 89%/89% Fatigue 56/100
Even though this woman wrapped herself up like a dumpling in the middle of summer, her profile displayed no additional status information. It was unclear what had caused her maximum health to drop by 11%.
"The miracle doctor is busy." Fu Ziying muttered in her stomach, "I have been waiting for many days, but I never see the miracle doctor during the day. Today I can only wait here."
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