After Junjue turned off the video, he suddenly remembered the rare zombie virus immunity liquid he had been rewarded with, so he took out a vial and drank it.
Soon after, he felt a warm sensation all over his body. The half-zombie body within him retained the ability to heal and was virtually invincible. Even if another zombie virus outbreak occurred in the future, he would not be infected and would be immune for life.
Ten were awarded in total. I drank one myself, gave one to each of my teammates, and kept one for Wan'er.
The system said this thing could be researched. He planned to give the last dose of the immune solution to the official shelter for research, so that they could quickly develop it and distribute it to everyone.
In the afternoon, Junjue rushed to the official base, clutching a sealed glass jar containing an immune solution for a rare version of the zombie virus.
This vial of immune fluid represents hope, signifying a glimmer of hope for humanity in the fight against the zombie apocalypse. Once it is mass-produced, no one will be infected.
The high-ranking officials at the official base had already received the news, and the crowd that was there to greet him formed an orderly queue.
Faced with this scene, Junjue felt both comforted and excited.
He knew that the development of this immune fluid was in line with people's desire for humanity and was also his blessing for the future of mankind.
Among the high-ranking officials stood an elderly scientist, the chief researcher of the official base, who was in charge of research and development work on combating the zombie virus.
He glanced at Junjue, his joy barely concealed: "Junjue, you are amazing! You not only developed an energy liquid with no side effects, but also created an immune liquid against the zombie virus."
You've truly surpassed your predecessors in your youth; we, the people of China, are proud of you.
Junjue nodded and smiled, "You flatter me, Elder Deng."
This immune solution has undergone numerous experiments and verifications, proving its effectiveness in neutralizing the zombie virus and protecting our people.
The chief researcher patted Wu Junjue on the shoulder excitedly, his eyes gleaming with anticipation:
"This is a remarkable breakthrough! We must immediately convene a meeting to discuss how to widely promote this immune solution so that more people can benefit from it."
"Alright! Thank you for your hard work from now on!" Junjue said with a smile.
He was only responsible for delivering the medicine; he didn't know anything about research.
Professional matters should be left to professionals.
Within minutes, all the key figures in the entire official base had gathered together, filling every seat.
The Duke felt immense honor, but he also knew that this was only the beginning of the battle, and many more difficulties awaited them.
A serious-looking middle-aged man stood at the head of the table and solemnly addressed everyone: "We have been fighting for this long time to save as many people as possible."
Now, with the immune solution developed by Junjue, we finally have a viable path! Let's work together to apply this immune solution in practice.
The meeting room fell silent instantly as everyone seriously considered how to best utilize this immune fluid. After all, if successfully rolled out, this immune fluid would make humanity invincible in the fight against the zombie virus.
A young researcher suddenly stood up and said excitedly, "We can increase production capacity by establishing an immune fluid production plant to produce a large quantity of immune fluid in the shortest possible time."
Then we can distribute them to those who need help the most, so that the zombie virus can no longer infect and spread.
The proposal was unanimously approved by the others, and the meeting room was filled with discussion and excitement once again.
The Duke stood quietly to the side, feeling proud and fortunate about his achievement.
He hopes that this immune fluid can play its greatest role and bring hope and vitality to those who are helpless.
Ultimately, a detailed plan was agreed upon. They prioritized the construction of the immune solution production plant and mobilized all available resources to ensure large-scale production of the immune solution.
This meeting filled everyone with the joy and confidence of victory. They knew that the threat of the zombie virus was not completely over, but they had developed the most powerful weapon, which would surely be able to reverse the fate of humanity and rebuild the foundation of civilization.
The Duke silently watched these people striving for the future of humanity, and he resolved to continue fighting for humanity's hope until the last drop of immune fluid proved its worth.
The Lord strongly supported them, purchasing a large amount of the missing equipment from the system store and sending it to the researchers at the official base.
There were also many materials they needed, all of which were exchanged and given to them, enough for at least tens of millions of people, filling the plaza of the official base.
Before leaving, they also gave the official base a lot of supplies.
The researchers, seeing the state-of-the-art research equipment and materials, exclaimed with excitement:
"Thank you so much, Lord!"
"With the equipment you donated, we will increase our efforts and believe we will be able to develop it soon."
"No need to thank me. I'm only responsible for providing the immunization fluid and equipment. The rest is up to you," Junjue said casually.
"Lord Jun, you are too modest. Your support and dedication to this country are evident to all."
"Without you, there would be no peace and tranquility today," the middle-aged man said coldly.
"Now that the medicine has been delivered, I'll head back first!"
"We hope the team will relocate to the southern capital tomorrow," Lord said to the highest-ranking officials.
"Why would you want to go to the southern capital? Isn't the capital city a good place?" the middle-aged man asked with a puzzled look.
"The weather there is nicer, I want to stay there for a long time and never come back."
"If anything happens, we can talk via video. I'll come as soon as I can if you need any help," Junjue promised.
"Okay! We will research and mass-produce the task you entrusted to us as soon as possible."
Bon Voyage!"
"Thanks!"
Without hesitation, Junjue turned and left. As for the meteorite catastrophe four years later, he would notify all the bases in advance.
By the time the Duke returned to the Gliding Ridge Doomsday Fortress, it was already dark. He glanced at the surrounding scenery, which was lush and green, but it was a pity that this place would be destroyed by a meteorite hitting the Earth in the future.
Whether it's mountains, land, or sea, nothing is immune; everything on the ground is destroyed.
He sighed and returned to the lobby, where all his teammates were playing on their phones on the sofa.
In the hall of the post-apocalyptic fortress, the Duke stood before everyone and said in a firm tone, "Tomorrow we will be moving to the southern capital. Everyone, go home and get some rest tonight. We'll depart tomorrow morning!"
Upon hearing the captain's words, everyone fell silent for a moment.
Looking back at the fortress that had become their home, a feeling of reluctance welled up in their hearts.
Dongfang Ao frowned and couldn't help but ask, "Captain, isn't this place perfectly fine?"
We've lived here for over five years, why should we leave the capital?
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