Chapter 04 Civilized Sinner 4

Yuan Qing left, and Yan Nan collapsed to the ground, unable to support himself.

He stared blankly above his head, his chest still heaving violently, his injured hand convulsing uncontrollably.

[Are you okay? ] The system asked quietly.

[Not very good, unless you turn up the pain shielding. ]

[Okay...] The system hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed. [But you have to be careful. When the pain is blocked, other senses will also become dull. Be careful and don't behave in a way that is too inhumane.]

The moment the system started up, Yan Nan performed a somersault on the spot. Yay! He was alive again.

[I told you to be more careful! ]

At this moment, the sound of shoes hitting the iron floor came from the quiet prison. Yan Nan tilted his head and saw that the thick darkness covered the figure of the person who came. He could only see a little light moving up and down.

The footsteps were neither fast nor slow, and in this place, they could even be described as leisurely strolls.

He seemed to be walking this way intentionally, deliberately making people who heard his movements feel anxious.

Yuan Qing had just left, so the person who came at this time could only be.

"Song Yanghui!" Yan Nan rushed over and shouted through a small window on the door, "Did Yuan Qing really burn my information?"

"Don't worry." A young man's voice sounded, and then a dazzling light shone directly in front of Yan Nan's eyes. He subconsciously turned his head and closed his eyes.

"How have you been these days?" After the dazzling light faded away, Song Yanghui asked with concern.

"Thanks to you, I'm still alive." Yan Nan blinked hard and wiped away the tears that were stimulated in his eyes. "But none of this matters. You should let me out now. I want to get out!"

Song Yanghui was silent for a moment, and the man inside the door showed a rare look of anger and frustration on his face.

"The entire base is now under Yuan Qing's control."

"You didn't come here to tell me this."

"Of course not. In fact, I have already arranged it for you. Three nights from now, at..."

"Tomorrow." Yan Nan interrupted him, staring at a vague outline in the darkness and said, "Tomorrow is a very suitable time."

Song Yanghui's expression suddenly turned cold. His eyes were dark and deep, and he stared at the person in the door for a long time. Then he slowly raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Okay, tomorrow then."

"Tomorrow all the facilities here will be shut down. You can open the cell yourself, right? Once you are out, the person who will pick you up will arrange for you to leave the base directly."

"Once you go somewhere else, you just need to find a way to use the talent of your face and find a superpower like Meitai to rely on, and then you can rest assured and continue your research."

Yan Nan sincerely sighed, "You are really a good person, although sometimes what you say is a bit harsh. But it doesn't matter, I can still tolerate you."

Song Yanghui couldn't even fake a smile now. He raised his hand to turn off the embedded flashlight in his shoulder pocket, and the whole person disappeared into the darkness.

Yan Nan couldn't see his figure clearly, but he could still feel that he had never left.

After a while, Song Yanghui's cold voice rang out in the darkness: "Yan Nan, do you think everything you did was right?"

Yan Nan didn't understand why he suddenly asked this and was stunned. The person outside the door seemed to look at him deeply.

Then, the sound of footsteps gradually faded away outside the cell door.

Yan Nan groped his way slowly in the darkness, then slid down to sit with his back against the wall. He curled up and rested his head on his knees.

The condition of this body is very bad. The wound on his arm caused by Yuan Qing has been there for several days and has never been properly treated. And there is nothing for him to do in the cell.

Under the influence of multiple buffs, this arm was slowly developing towards necrosis, and the pain was slowly weakening, but this was obviously not a good sign. The right hand was becoming increasingly difficult to control, and it was becoming powerless.

At the same time, high fever and dizziness have been showing their presence by staying high on the status bar.

He'd better take a rest now, otherwise he might not be able to make it to the escape tomorrow.

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The rain fell in the early morning.

It rained heavily.

Yuan Qing woke up when the sound of rain grew louder, and more than an hour had passed since he closed his eyes.

He held tightly to his weapon which he never let go even when resting. His sharp eyes opened, his pupils were filled with red bloodshot, and his wrinkled brows were filled with fatigue and boredom.

He hadn't had a good sleep for many days. Every time he closed his eyes, the memory that he had watched countless times would appear in his mind.

It was the same tonight, so he simply decided not to go to sleep.

Yuan Qing took the connector off his belt. A green light came on and he connected to the patrol team's signal: "A1 Patrol Team, how is the situation so far?"

"Everything is fine, Captain."

"There is nothing unusual here at a2."

"B1 did not encounter conflict."

"Everything is fine."

"normal."

"normal."

"normal."

“…”

After ensuring that all patrol team members who were currently alert to danger were in normal communication, Yuan Qing took back the contactor and turned on the surveillance camera in the zombie cell under the research institute.

Yan Nan on the screen was sitting with his back against a cold stone wall, his arms wrapped around his knees, his head lowered, his messy hair hanging down, covering his face.

He was thin and when he curled up he looked like a small ball on the monitor.

Since being imprisoned by Yuan Qing, he has hardly made any major moves.

How could he surrender so obediently, Yuan Qing thought with some resentment. He always pretended to be harmless, but in fact, he was obsessed with developing the serum. The virus was obviously created by him from beginning to end. When he thought that he had been kept in the dark and driven by this guy for so long, Yuan Qing was so angry that he wanted to punch his former self hard.

No matter what, he will never make the same mistake again this time.

Did he really not make any preparations? He was just being controlled by him without any attempt to escape?

Yuan Qingzai carefully checked the images on the monitor. The person on the screen maintained the same posture and seemed to be asleep.

He could actually still sleep! Yuan Qing became even more angry. So many people in this base were worried day and night because of him, but he could still sleep now.

How can he sleep!

Thinking of this, Yuan Qing couldn't help but start to wonder, if it would be feasible for him to rush to the research institute and pull him out now?

Why not? There was no one here who could stop him now, so what would he do after he was caught? He had to do something, torture him, yes, he had to pry open this guy's mouth and find out what other plans he had to harm humanity...

But Yuan Qing didn't disturb poor Dr. Yan's sleep in the end, because while he was still thinking, an inexplicable sleepiness overcame his anger.

Accompanied by the crackling sound of rain, Yuan Qing fell into a good sleep after a long absence.

When the sky just started to brighten, Yuan Qing suddenly opened his eyes. He had slept on the floor last night, and when he got up, he felt a pain in his neck.

He tried hard to straighten his neck and went out for inspection. Along the way, every acquaintance he met would pay attention to his neck.

Yan Huai, the youngest member of the team, looked at him innocently.

"Captain, good morning. You walk like this," he said, tilting his head to imitate Yuan Qing's posture, his eyes full of eagerness to try, "Is this a new way of exercising?"

"No." Yuan Qing was about to shake his head in a cool manner, but this aroused the injury on his neck. He hissed in pain and immediately covered his neck with his hand.

"Hiss——" Yan Huai stared at him with his eyes wide open, not knowing what was going on, and imitated him. The other teammates around him all burst into laughter.

Yuan Qing was so angry that he stopped talking and turned away.

The mocking voices from the team members behind suddenly became louder.

As he walked out of the weapons building, passed by the logistics center, and walked through a string of average-sized rooms, a pleasant female voice caught his attention.

"God remembered Noah and all the beasts and livestock that were with him. God caused a wind to pass over the earth, and the waters receded. The fountains of the abyss and the windows of heaven were stopped, and the heavy rain from heaven was stopped..."

Yuan Qing stopped where he was and listened for a while.

It has been raining since last night and there is something intoxicating and soothing about listening to her voice along with the sound of the rain.

He walked around the corner and saw a large open space surrounded by average-sized houses. There were many people, old and young, female and male. Many were wearing raincoats and holding umbrellas, but most had nothing on and were just standing there in the rain. They were all standing there like ghosts, listening to the woman in the front standing in the rain reciting something.

The woman was wearing a gray robe, her whole body soaked in the rain. She closed her eyes and slightly raised her head, with her hands raised as if she was holding a book, but in fact her hands were empty.

She stood in the rain without moving, reciting piously for the crowd.

Yuan Qing looked at the woman and thought to himself that no wonder there were so few people walking along the way just now, it turned out that they all gathered here.

He had heard from Ye Tongchun before that many people in the base would gather together on a specific day to listen, pray, and ask for forgiveness.

That is how it is. Ever since the disaster struck, people have dug up their faith, which was once rare, again. They are confused and uneasy every day, unable to express their pain, so they are willing to entrust their fear and faith to the unknown existence.

It rained all day and gradually stopped in the evening.

After a day's patrol, Yuan Qing lay back on the small bed in his little room. He curled up on the bed, dazed for a while, and subconsciously turned on the surveillance camera in the zombie dungeon again.

The Yan Nan on the screen was still in the same position as before. Yuan Qing frowned as he watched. Has he been like this for a whole day and night without any movement? The prison food that was delivered to him didn't seem to have been used.

He won't? Yuan Qing suddenly sat up from the bed, staring at the figure in the monitor, a terrible guess emerged in his mind.

Is he dead?!

This is too easy for him!

Without caring about anything else, Yuan Qing grabbed the backpack beside him and prepared to rush to the dungeon. At this moment, the figure in the monitor moved, and Yuan Qing froze.

Yan Nan on the screen moved slightly. He slowly sat up straight and looked up. Through the screen, Yuan Qing felt as if he was looking at him.

Yan Nanchong made a gesture on the screen.

Then, the monitor went completely dark.

"Fuck!" Yuan Qing cursed angrily, then grabbed his backpack and strode open the door.

"Captain! Captain!" Yan Huai ran over breathlessly.

His entire face and lips turned pale, and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable fear: "Zombies! Zombies! There are so many zombies surrounding us."

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the distance. They both turned their heads and saw that the research institute where Yan Nan was imprisoned had exploded from the inside. Fire started on the spot, but it was quickly extinguished by the rain.

Then, shrill alarms rang throughout the city.