The gunfire stopped, and a few people came up from downstairs, with Seran at the rear.

"Are these not infected?"

Seran replied, "Yes."

Anzhe listened to the doctor asking about the whereabouts of these survivors today. There were no problems with food, water and breathing, all of which were supplied by the lighthouse. Even the air was delivered by the ventilation system. If any of these three had a problem, the entire lighthouse would collapse. But they had one thing in common. During the time from the disappearance of the magnetic field to now, none of them had close contact with the experimental objects. Some had been sorting data in the office, and some had gone to other floors to attend meetings and had just returned - such as Dr. Ji himself.

The infected staff also have one thing in common, they all had close contact with aliens - this contact is not real contact, but close distance in space with monsters or aliens. For example, a researcher and assistant spent his entire summer in a small office writing code and fitting a certain data model, but he was still judged to have been genetically infected - the only doubt was that there were two reptiles in the laboratory across the wall from him.

Seran asked the military to conduct a closed inspection of the upper and lower three floors, with the floor where the alien research center was located as the axis, and prohibit all personnel from entering.

"Water, food, and air can all be sources of infection." In the lounge of the courtroom, An Zhe and the doctor were in the same room. The doctor said to himself facing the white wall, "It would be great if that were the case, but it's not."

"Is it radiation?" He continued, "If every monster is a radiation source, at first, the radiation is very weak, and only serious injuries will cause infection. Later, even minor injuries will cause infection, and then the radiation intensity will gradually increase... If you stay near a monster, your genes will change instantly because of the radiation."

An Zhe thought what he said made sense, but the next moment, he saw the doctor burying his face in his palms, taking a deep breath, a posture that was almost collapsed: "But our instruments can't capture it."

An Zhe felt that the doctor was going crazy. Putting himself in the doctor's shoes, he understood the root cause of the doctor's madness.

Those studies - about monster research, what makes researchers suffer is not how complicated it is, or how many resources are needed, or how dangerous it is, but until now, they don't know what they are facing. It's like walking in the dark, and even the last crutch has been lost. He knows that the cliff is not far away, but he doesn't know when he will step into the air.

He saw the doctor slowly raise his head, his blue pupils slightly dilated, and his facial muscles trembled. It was a kind of despair, fear and horror, as if facing something huge, terrifying, and indescribable - in front of him was an empty white wall, and the most terrifying thing in the world was the unknown.

Anzhe poured him a glass of water, and the doctor drank it and forced a smile.

"Thank you," he said, "I don't know how many days the base's water supply can last."

The doctor was right. Since the night the aurora disappeared, the entire base has entered an emergency evacuation state. There is solar wind and radiation outside, and no one can leave the building, but the heat outside is transmitted through the thick walls. The temperature in the room is as high as 30 degrees Celsius. There is no temperature control measure, it is terribly dry, and the electricity is only used to maintain the operation of basic equipment. Every day at 8 am and 8 pm, the base regularly distributes a compressed cookie or a pack of nutritional supplements with a bottle of drinking water.

Three days later, a bottle of water will be distributed on the day of the visit.

And this place is the Twin Towers, where the military command center and scientific researchers are located. An Zhe sometimes wonders, the resource supply of the Twin Towers has been tightened to this extent, what will happen to ordinary residential buildings outside.

"It takes 12 hours for the 1109 fighter to fly from the northern base to the underground city base, and another 12 hours to return. After 120 hours, we still haven't received any news." The doctor used pen and paper to calculate some complicated formulas and said to him, "I believe in Lu Xun emotionally, but now we have to make the worst-case scenario."

Five days later, the nutritional supplements were also gone.

The elevator stopped working, and An Zhe quietly slipped out of the courtroom. When he climbed up the stairs, he finally saw three couples kissing in the corner - maybe they were not couples, but at least they were inseparable now.

"Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil."

"For you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me."

"Surely goodness and lovingkindness will be with me all the days of my life."

"And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever."

He passed by a conference room on the 13th floor. Inside, a dozen white military officers and researchers were gathering to recite the Bible. At least half of them had tissues stuffed in their nostrils. High temperatures and dryness make it easy for humans to bleed from the nose.

In fact, high temperatures and dryness are even more unsuitable for mushrooms to survive. Anzhe has never slept well in the past few days. Sometimes he feels that he is up and down in the torrent of fate, and sometimes he feels that he is being exposed to the sun and is about to be dried up. After finally waking up, he felt very hungry again.

But he didn't wait, it didn't matter. Just this morning, the doctor said to him: "Although the situation is getting worse, you seem to be getting calmer and calmer."

Anzhe was indeed not panicking. He was a calm mushroom. In the past five days, he stayed quietly in the twin towers, going in and out with the doctor and Seran. Everyone was familiar with him.

He observed the dark red light in the surveillance camera, and listened to every broadcast.

Just yesterday, the light dimmed.

And just this morning, the doctor received a notice that all research activities were terminated due to insufficient energy.

An Zhe took a deep breath and stood in front of the door of the D1344 laboratory. It was silent inside, even the dripping sound of the machine stopped. He finally waited for the researchers to leave.

The door of the laboratory was tightly closed, and the sensor at the door flashed a faint light.

The next second, he took out his Lu Xun ID card.