Chapter 88 Healing the Doomsday Villain 11
Compared with the big books on the bookshelf, the booklet seemed particularly thin. Looking at the cover of the booklet, Xing Jian was unusually silent, because the person on the cover of the booklet was none other than Lin Zhaoming, who was wearing a black military uniform. The man in the photo was serious, and it was hard to imagine that the man in the photo had just fried several eggs in the kitchen.
Xing Jian opened the leather booklet, and on the title page was written in gold-plated font: "Chronicle of the History of the End of the World."
From the first page, the whole story of the apocalypse is introduced, from the laboratory virus leak, to the Meng family's monopoly of resources, to the emergence of Lin Zhaoming, the most powerful supernatural person in the apocalypse, and then to the establishment of major bases.
Xing Jian looked at the booklet in front of him. Apart from the first part which briefly described the origin of the apocalypse, the rest of the book was devoted to introducing the greatness of Lin Zhaoming. It was more of a collection of essays in praise of Lin Zhaoming than a chronicle.
"Pfft" Xing Jian couldn't help laughing. Lin Zhaoming circled those words of praise with a black pen and wrote the word "delete" next to them.
After seeing the words that the strongest base in the apocalypse was built in just over a decade, Xingjian's little brain suddenly thought of another question: how old is Lin Zhaoming? Although the plot says that Lin Zhaoming has survived for at least a hundred years, according to human records, Lin Zhaoming seems to be quite old.
Thinking of this, Xing Jian became playful and turned back to the title page of Lin Zhaoming's personal introduction. Before he could see clearly what the age was, the small vine that had been quietly lying on Xing Jian's shoulder suddenly jumped up and poked a big hole in the page in front of him.
The hole was just the right size to cover Lin Zhaoming's age.
Watching the little vine's movements, Xing Jian couldn't help but laugh. He plucked the small green leaves on the vine and said, "Little guy, could it be that your master is an old man, so he deliberately doesn't let me see your age? If so, I'll be very angry."
The Star Sword pretended to be angry and deceived the innocent little vine. Thinking that the Star Sword was angry, the little vine panicked instantly and twisted its little body in an attempt to regain the Star Sword's favor.
But Xing Jian remained unmoved. Looking at the anxious look of the little vine in front of him, he curled up the corner of his mouth into a sly smile and said with a pout, "If you want me not to be angry, then you have to promise me one thing."
Xingjian deliberately drawled out his words, watching the vines sway eagerly up and down, "How about taking me out for a walk?"
The little vine nodded repeatedly before it even heard what Xingjian asked. When it realized what Xingjian had asked, the leaves froze instantly, but it was too late. Looking at the still angry Xingjian in front of it, the little vine completely forgot Lin Zhaoming's instructions. Although it was a little hesitant, it still walked to the door with Xingjian.
"Don't worry, I won't tell Lin Zhaoming that you took me out secretly." Xing Jian looked at the little vine's hesitation and added fuel to the fire. "Besides, you're so amazing, I think I like you even more. What should I do? I love the obedient little vine the most."
Xing Jian's words were like a good medicine, which instantly made the originally shy little vine full of vitality. Then, even smaller branches appeared on the branches of the vine and inserted straight into the door. With a "click", the door opened.
The top floor of the tower is Lin Zhaoming's private place. Unless Lin Zhaoming summons him, there will be almost no guards here. Looking at the empty corridor, Xingjian was like a bird flying out of a cage. He grabbed the small vine in his palm, and disappeared in the corridor in a few jumps.
When Xingjian's memory was awakened, he found that he could actually use his own power in the small world. He cast an invisibility spell on himself and the small vines on his body, and then Xingjian began to calmly tour the entire tower.
As the central tower of Noah's base, the tower is far more powerful than the literal meaning of a tower.
Going up from the meeting hall on the first floor, the most important place is the experimental base covered with white glass. In the later stage of the plot, the vaccine to cure the zombie virus was finally extracted from the protagonist Xu Xiangwan. However, no matter how fast the vaccination was, it could not match the speed of Lin Zhaoming's infection. In the end, the end of the world could not be saved, and mankind still went to destruction.
In the plot, Xing Jian remembered that the reason why the vaccine was developed so slowly was closely related to Lin Zhaoming. Lin Zhaoming, who was originally the Zombie King, was surrounded by tiny virus particles that ordinary people could not see. Every time he came to the laboratory, the vaccine test subjects in the laboratory would die.
Therefore, the vaccine was not successfully developed until the zombie tide lured Lin Zhaoming away. Therefore, the key to ending the apocalypse is to lure Lin Zhaoming away.
However, when Xingjian looked at the white glass, he seemed to be able to see Lin Zhaoming's figure standing in front of the experimental table.
Why did Lin Zhaoming want to destroy the entire world? Was it because he saw no hope?
For a moment, Xing Jian and Lin Zhaoming looked at each other through the glass, neither of them able to guess what the other was thinking.
Xing Jian somehow stepped onto the stairs leading to the laboratory. When he prepared himself mentally and followed the crowd into the laboratory, Lin Zhaoming was no longer there. There was only a group of people in white isolation suits, tirelessly developing the hope of mankind again and again.
After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Xing Jian suddenly heard a familiar voice. Turning around, he saw Xu Xiangwan pressing the needle hole on his arm and walking out of the room in the laboratory.
Even though they hadn't seen each other for just a few days, Xing Jian felt that Xu Xiangwan's face was particularly pale and his lips were almost bloodless.
The person who escorted Xu Xiangwan out looked very young, like a student. He looked at Xu Xiangwan with concern, "Councilor Xu, you can't go on like this. Excessive blood loss and over-exploitation of your superpowers will cause irreparable damage to your body."
Xu Xiangwan's face was pale, but he still smiled and comforted the young researcher in front of him, "It's okay, as long as the vaccine can be developed soon, this little blood won't matter." When Xu Xiangwan raised his hand, Xing Jian caught a glimpse of the dense needle holes under his cuffs.
Yes, vaccines are the hope of all mankind. Thanks to the dedication of countless people with healing abilities, they have never lacked experimental materials. However, the young researcher seemed to think of the vaccine test subjects who had just died, and his heart became even heavier.
But Xu Xiangwan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Keep going, the future depends on you."
Xing Jian felt that the scene in front of him looked particularly familiar. At the door of the laboratory, Meng Lingyun was holding a thermos and waiting for Xu Xiangwan to come out. For some reason, Xing Jian followed Xu Xiangwan's footsteps and walked over.
Looking at the intimacy between the two people in front of me, I seemed to guess their unspoken feelings.
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