Chapter 124 Extra 1·03
"??? Is this even possible?"
As the Doomsday Survival System monitors the host's progress in the game, it naturally knows what changes have occurred in Shi Ting's favorability towards Ji Wang, and it is very confused about this.
As expected, human beings are essentially obsessed with appearances, the system thought indifferently.
Ji Wang, who was submerged in water, had no idea that Shi Ting's favorability towards him had changed. He struggled to stick his head out of the pool and maintain basic breathing, but since his chest and below were immersed in water, he began to feel shortness of breath. However, he did not dare to surface and risk his head being pierced by the spear tip. He could only paddle in the water with his toes while gasping for breath.
For some unknown reason, Shi Ting watched him quietly from the side, catching his breath for a while, before waving his hand to send away the subordinates who were surrounding Ji Wang.
"Boss," the rude man bowed instantly upon seeing Shi Ting, saying respectfully, "You're here."
Shi Ting nodded nonchalantly, indicating that he heard it, but he did not turn his head towards him, his eyes still fixed on Ji Wang who was immersed in the water.
Ji Wang only felt his eyes fixed on him, like the crosshairs of a sniper scope aiming at dying prey, and he couldn't help but shrink back uncomfortably again.
He truly didn't know what he'd done wrong. Was it because he'd been brought here by some special cat? Or because he'd stumbled upon someone else's altar? Or was it because he had black hair, brown eyes, and looked Chinese? Why on earth were these people all acting like they wanted to eat him...
"Tell me, where are you from?" Shi Ting looked into Ji Wang's eyes and asked word by word.
Ji Wang just looked at him silently, and after a moment of confrontation, he slowly clenched his teeth.
His body was still trembling slightly, like a frightened deer.
He didn't know that his stubborn look had a special subtle meaning in Shi Ting's eyes. Although Shi Ting still looked unapproachable on the surface, his heart couldn't help but move slightly.
"You're really good at pretending." The Doomsday Survival System thought he had finally figured it out and praised him sincerely.
However, the next second, Ji Wang ruthlessly shattered its fantasy.
"... Stop pretending, I'm just cold!" Ji Wang, who was shivering in the icy pool water, felt like crying but had no tears.
Doomsday Survival System: "...I take that back."
"Boss," the man saw Ji Wang didn't answer and quickly stepped forward, one step behind Shi Ting, and spoke enthusiastically, "This kid is mute, he can't speak."
Shi Ting raised his eyebrows in surprise, his eyes still wandering around Ji Wang.
"I'm dumb, but not stupid." Shi Ting's voice was hoarse and low, but every word could be heard clearly, and there was a sense of pressure from a superior everywhere. "East, south, west, north, which direction are you coming from?"
Ji Wang was frightened by the ambiguous look in Shi Ting's eyes. He wasn't stupid; he quickly realized this man wasn't someone to be trifled with. If he dared to play any tricks in front of him, he'd probably die a miserable death.
But he certainly didn't come from any direction, so he could only point timidly to the sky.
"You little brat, are you kidding us?!" The rude man was about to get furious, but Shi Ting raised his hand slightly, and he immediately lowered his head and took a big step back, too scared to even breathe.
"From other galaxies?" The female leader holding a spear watched for a long time before finally speaking lightly.
Ji Wang shook his head.
He shook his head a bit too much. Shi Ting keenly noticed the scar on the back of his head and asked, "Did you fall from a height and lose your memory?"
Ji Wang was stunned, reached out and touched the blood scab on the back of his head, then nodded frantically.
He is a bastard who doesn't take advantage of an opportunity, and a fool who doesn't take advantage of a way out. In addition, he doesn't know much about this era, so it is most appropriate for him to be an amnesiac.
Shi Ting nodded in silence, then waved his hand and the people next to him lifted Ji Wang up.
Ji Wang: “???”
He was just about to speak in fear and ask someone to put him down when the system coldly reminded him in his mind: "If you don't want to create the eighth wonder of the world, then shut up."
Ji Wang immediately swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth, puffing up his cheeks in grievance.
Shi Ting glanced at him, seemed to find it a little funny, and made another gesture. The people around him immediately understood and put Ji Wang back on the ground.
Ji Wang lost his balance when he landed and staggered. The rude man pulled him back with one hand. Shi Ting raised his eyebrows opposite him. The man was stunned and quickly loosened his vice-like palm and placed it on Ji Wang's shoulder instead.
Only then did Shi Ting return to his calm state.
...You just use your eyes to signal without saying anything. I don’t know who is the mute, Ji Wang secretly complained.
With Shi Ting's final gesture, the group of people who were originally hostile to him became polite. After Shi Ting left, Ji Wang was quickly taken to the medical cabin in the living area for treatment.
In this era, collision-induced injuries like this are no longer a big deal. Ji Wang felt the wound on the back of his head healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and quickly typed in the system in his mind: "Old man!"
"Don't call me Lao Mo!" The Doomsday Survival System was very angry. "Why are you calling me Lao Mo too?"
"Then... Lao Tong? Brother Tong? Tongtong?"
The Doomsday Survival System thought about it and said helplessly: "Just let Lao Tong be."
"Okay, Lao Tong... Why does it sound so restricted, Lao Tong..."
"Better than you, Hime-chan."
Ji Wang was speechless for a moment, and after a while he said weakly: "Your system has a strong sense of revenge."
The Doomsday Survival System laughed twice in an emotionless electronic voice, then said coldly, "Yes, dear."
"I surrender, Master Tong, is that okay?" Ji Wang still didn't have the energy to argue with the system, and immediately said timidly, "I just want to ask, can this medical cabin cure the mute? If it can, I'll still be dumb after I get out, which is ridiculous..."
"Theoretically, yes," the Doomsday Survival System said slowly. "That's the key reason they enabled the medical cabin for you. Otherwise, do you think they could afford you such advanced medical treatment given your status as an airborne unknown creature and a stranger in Cato City? Don't expect beauty just because you're ugly."
"I'm not ugly at all!"
"Shut up." The Doomsday Survival System didn't have time to argue with him and said succinctly, "Being unable to speak isn't just pathological; it could also be psychological. In this era, diseases like PTSD still exist. The human brain is extremely sophisticated and difficult to understand, so if you insist on not speaking, or don't like to talk, there's nothing they can do to you."
"Is there anything like truth serum in this era?" Ji Wang suddenly had an idea.
"It's possible, but those are probably methods used by top interstellar federations to torture their top spies. And where there's a policy, there's a countermeasure. Veritaserum must be decryptable, otherwise the federations wouldn't dare send spies to each other anymore," said the Doomsday Survival System. "All in all, it's unlikely they'd be used on you."
Ji Wang: "Don't I look like a top spy?"
Doomsday Survival System: "...Sir, it is important for people to know themselves."
The treatment in the medical cabin was quickly completed, and they even considerately helped him clean up from head to toe. Ji Wang stopped arguing with the system, stood up from the medical cabin, put on the pure white robe draped next to him, looked around, and found himself in an apartment.
The apartment is not big, with one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom. The medical cabin is placed on the left side of the apartment, almost filling up all the space on the left side. On the right side of the apartment there is a single bed, a simple bookshelf, a water dispenser at the head of the bed, and a glass door with a door handle at the foot of the bed. Inside is a bathroom with a bathtub. Apart from that, there is nothing else.
"Weren't we just at the medical center?" Ji Wang asked puzzledly, "Where are those people? Where did they go?"
"Maybe you were teleported here, who knows." The Doomsday Survival System responded casually.
Ji Wang walked out of the medical cabin and looked around curiously. Finally, he reached out and took the only book on the bookshelf.
The room was too empty, and apart from this book, there was almost nothing that could be moved. It seemed as if someone had placed it there specifically, waiting for him to read it.
Ji Wang noticed that the book was very thin, but each page was very thick and had colorful illustrations. It looked very much like a bedtime picture book that children would read.
"In the interstellar age, will anyone still like paper books?" Ji Wang flipped through the book in his hand and asked the system.
"Very few, but they still exist," the Doomsday Survival System said. "Humans later invented e-books, which feel exactly like paper. After purchasing online, you can use holographic projection and tactile elements to place the books you want to read directly on your bookshelf. This not only saves resources, but also saves space and costs. As a result, fewer and fewer people own paper books. It's like your time, when, except for archaeologists and history enthusiasts, almost no one owned bamboo slips or oracle bones anymore."
For some reason, Ji Wang felt a little melancholy.
"But the book in your hand is a real paper book." The Doomsday Survival System said again, "Strange, why is there a paper book here?"
After hearing what the Doomsday Survival System said, Ji Wang began to feel confused. He simply pulled out the chair in front of the table, spread the book on the desk, and began to read carefully.
"This seems like a fairy tale, no, a myth." Ji Wang looked back and explained to the system, "This book says that a long, long time ago, when the Star Calendar was just being built and Cato City was still a small, remote planet where people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and there were no zombies ravaging it, metaphysics was very advanced. The priests of that time had much greater power than priests today. They once made a prophecy that there could only be one person of Chinese descent in Cato City. If a second person appeared, everything would be turned upside down."
"So, this is why they are afraid of me." Ji Wang murmured, "Because I look very much like a Chinese."
"But in the 'ancient times' they think of, China wasn't the only country with black hair and brown eyes." Ji Wang still couldn't figure it out. "Is it because the time period is so far away that they only know the history of China?"
"Of course not," the Doomsday Survival System said. "They just can't be sure if you're of Chinese descent, nor are they sure what this 'earth-shaking' change entails. The only thing we know for sure is that Shi Ting himself took this prophecy very seriously. Even the cats in the city have been trained to be alert and bring back any black-haired, brown-eyed person who appears nearby. The boy who first met you was terrified of you as if you were a ghost and immediately reported you. All of this proves that, at least in Shi Ting's mind, the 'earth-shaking' changes mentioned in this prophecy are definitely not good things. If they could confirm your identity, do you think they would have kept you until now? You'd be dead long ago."
"Then why did you let me wear it!" Ji Wang roared, "Don't you think I'm not dying fast enough?"
"Take a chance and transform your bicycle into a motorcycle. If you weren't special enough, why would Shi Ting notice you and stay with you? And how would you complete your strategy mission?" the Doomsday Survival System said coldly. "Or do you think that as long as you're useless, no one can use you? Don't be naive. If you really are useless, you'll die faster in this chaotic world."
Ji Wang thought about it and had to admit that the Doomsday Survival System was right.
"So what am I doing now?" Ji Wang looked around and found that this apartment had no windows. He sighed helplessly, "Am I under house arrest now?"
"That's about right," the Doomsday Survival System said. "They won't let you out until they're sure you won't pose a threat to Shi Ting's position. Of course, there's a good chance they won't be able to figure out where you came from or what kind of disaster you might cause, so they might just kill you and be done with it. That's also a possibility."
Ji Wang was just a casual person and didn't want to die miserably. When he heard what the Doomsday Survival System said, he felt a chill on his back.
"Can I save myself?" Ji Wang asked with courage.
"Of course, my host." The electronic voice of the Doomsday Survival System was strangely relieved, as if a wealthy man had finally seen his foolish son come to his senses. "The simplest way is to climb into bed and save your life."
Ji Wang, who was about to fill a glass of water from the dispenser next to him, nearly spit it out when he heard this: "Do you have to be so... blunt?"
"He's fallen in love with you, so he can't bear to kill you." The Doomsday Survival System said very kindly, "Don't you think this is a very profitable business?"
"I don't think so! I sell my art, not my body!" Ji Wang subconsciously covered his buttocks, "You wish!"
"What's the point of you always protecting your butt? Do you have hemorrhoids?" the Doomsday Survival System complained. "If you're selling your art instead of your body, then you should have some skills. Tell me, what are you really good for?"
The famous trash Ji Wang choked suddenly.
"Don't tell me your main occupation before crossing over was just to eat and wait for death." The Doomsday Survival System was also quite helpless. It had never encountered such an unmotivated host. "You can't force a cow to drink water, and I can't force you to carry out a mission right now. Since you want to survive but don't want to climb into bed, what skills did you have before crossing over? Tell me about them. Maybe I can help you."
Ji Wang was immediately moved: "Brother Tong!"
"I cannot express my gratitude for your kindness. Please kneel down and say hello."
"But before I traveled through time, I hadn't graduated yet and was still in graduate school," Ji Wang scratched his head, "and it seems I don't have any special skills."
"What major?" the system asked. "As long as you're not studying imported excavator repair at the Faculty of Arts of a Normal University, I can help you find a suitable direction for your career."
"You're quite humorous..." Ji Wang rubbed his arms awkwardly. "An ordinary engineering student, with a relatively unpopular major, it's hard to say... Have you ever heard of offshore oil majors?"
"The system's database tells me that this major does exist, but I don't know much about it." The Doomsday Survival System humbly asked for advice. "Can you tell me more about it?"
"They're the ones who dig mines and extract oil at sea," Ji Wang said sincerely. "They're the best at digging a hole and jumping into it themselves."
Doomsday Survival System: "..."
"With my limited knowledge and mediocre hands-on skills, I probably can't be of much help here. Even if I could help, I'm not irreplaceable. They can still kill or chop me up at will." Ji Wang continued, "I don't think I have many good qualities, but I do have a strong sense of self-awareness, commonly known as a bit of a head on."
The doomsday survival system fell silent.
"I'll find a solution for you," the Doomsday Survival System finally said. "Just stay here and don't move. I'll be back soon."
Ji Wang took a while to react before realizing that he had been taken advantage of by a system, but he was still waiting for the other party to save his life, so he could only swallow his loss in silence and whispered in his heart that it was a bastard system.
The Doomsday Survival System didn't keep him waiting for long and quickly came back: "Bring out a cup."
Ji Wang pushed the cup of water he had just drunk in front of himself, and in an instant, the white porcelain cup, which was already empty, was filled up.
"What is this?" Ji Wang's face changed drastically when he looked at the dark and sticky liquid inside.
"This is something that can save your life." The Doomsday Survival System didn't waste any time talking to him. It just said, "Drink it quickly. I sold my dignity to buy it for you."
Ji Wang certainly didn't know about the tragic experience that the Doomsday Survival System had just had in the Quick-Travel System red envelope group, where it had to call the Cultivation System "Dad" in exchange for a red envelope. His expression was very conflicted.
“Drink it now!”
Ji Wang had no choice but to pick up the cup and take a sip while pinching his nose.
After just one mouthful, he was so disgusted that he almost spit the thing out of his nose: "What the hell is this!"
"Isn't it tasty?" the Doomsday Survival System asked calmly.
Ji Wang coughed non-stop, feeling so sickened by the smell and texture that he almost wanted to pull out his tongue and rinse it in water. "How can it taste good? It tastes like water that's scalded chicken feathers, and it's sticky like slime. Are you sure you're not kidding me?"
The Doomsday Survival System was silent for a moment: "Do you have any other special experiences?"
"You've just drunk boiling water that's been scalded with chicken feathers. This is a metaphor, understand? A metaphor," Ji Wang's face was almost tangled into a ball, "This is too hard to drink."
"Good medicine tastes bitter, but it's good for the disease. If you don't want to die, drink it all quickly." The Doomsday Survival System said impatiently, "Do I need to punish you? You and I are one. What good will it do me if your mission fails?"
Ji Wang thought about it and it did make sense, but he still couldn't help but argue: "But I'm not sick."
"Being an idiot isn't a disease, but it's really deadly when it happens." The Doomsday Survival System said with a smile.
Ji Wang: "..."
"Okay, I'll drink it." After all, Ji Wang just wanted to anger his system and didn't want to die miserably in the world, so he pinched his nose and drank it all in one breath.
Then he rushed to the bathroom, rinsing his mouth frantically while feeling nauseous.
The person felt like vomiting, very much so, but he didn't know whether it was because the liquid was too thick or because it was absorbed the moment he drank it. Ji Wang reflexively retched, but nothing came out. At the same time, he felt a strange warm current rising from his belly button, circling around the veins of his body, and finally gathering at the top of his head and flowing back into his abdomen.
He suddenly no longer felt sick, but instead felt warm all over and full of strength and energy.
Ji Wang raised his head from the sink, water dripping from the ends of his hair. He looked at the mirror and blinked.
"This is a highly concentrated antidote, now fully integrated into your bloodstream," the Doomsday Survival System slowly explained. "Its significant effect is that not only will you be immune to all poisons, but your blood will also possess a strong detoxifying effect. At least in this era, there's no corpse poison or other toxin you can't detoxify. So, I won't harm you. Do you believe me now?"
Ji Wang immediately nodded obediently.
"If someone rushes through the door and wants to kill you, you should speak up and tell them that your blood can detoxify. Then, no matter what they ask you, you should continue to pretend to be mute. They won't be able to deal with your cardiac aphasia and will definitely bring you to Shi Ting. He has a good impression of you now. As long as you two can meet, everything will have room for maneuver..."
"Wait, Shi Ting has a crush on me?" Ji Wang suddenly grasped the key point in the words and was a little confused. "I thought he was afraid of me?"
"Who wouldn't like a dangerous and beautiful creature like a leopard?" said the Doomsday Survival System meaningfully.
Ji Wang scratched his head and smiled sheepishly: "I feel a little embarrassed when you praise me, hehe."
"...I can praise you, but I'm afraid you won't show such a low-minded attitude in front of him!" The Doomsday Survival System wanted to take back what it had said, feeling extremely tired. "You're already a host weighing over 100 pounds. Can you be more steady in your words and actions?"
Ji Wang felt very aggrieved: "Then what should I do?"
He heard a system sigh deeply like a human being about to be pissed off, and then it said, "If you can't speak, then speak less."
Ji Wang shut up obediently.
But after a few seconds, he couldn't help but speak in his mind: "Can I ask any questions?"
"ask."
"We all know that technology is very advanced these days. If my blood can detoxify, it must contain some active ingredient." Ji Wang, after all, hadn't wasted his nine years of compulsory education, so he speculated reasonably, "Could it be that they extracted my blood, successfully analyzed the active ingredients, reconstituted the potion I drank, and mass-produced the antidote themselves, while I wouldn't be able to do anything about it?"
"No." Seeing that Ji Wang had at least asked a thoughtful question, the Doomsday Survival System was very relieved and immediately answered, "Although this world has metaphysics, it mainly believes in science. But the medicine I gave you comes from a completely unscientific world. Do you understand this? In other words, the operating laws of each world are different. This potion may not be special. It just has the metaphysics of that world that makes it completely different. The two worlds are not the same system, so there is absolutely no concept of 'the ingredients being cracked'."
Ji Wang seemed to understand, but he felt relieved knowing that he would always be useful.
"And your blood is regenerative, so they'll definitely keep you alive. But if they draw blood too frequently, or constantly monitor you, preventing me from giving you the antidote, your blood will regenerate once the new blood has fully recovered. Once they realize they can only maximize your effectiveness with limited blood draws, they'll treat you like a national treasure," the Doomsday Survival System said. "Think of it as a regular, free blood donation. It won't kill you, and it'll speed up your body's blood regeneration, reduce blood viscosity, and prevent cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases. Pretty good."
After listening to this analysis, Ji Wang couldn't help but admire the rigorous logic of the Doomsday Survival System. It was indeed a very reliable system, at least much better than him, the useless host.
"Then when will they come to see me?" Ji Wang asked.
"Wait a little longer. If they don't want you to starve to death, they should at least bring you food..." The Doomsday Survival System thought for a moment and then said, "Or nutritional supplements."
However, when it was time for dinner, Ji Wang was so hungry that his stomach was growling, but still no one came.
He opened the bedside table without any expectations and unexpectedly found two nutritional supplements inside.
Ji Wang: "..."
"It looks like this is a teleportation locker," the Doomsday Survival System said sympathetically. "If you take one, it will be replenished within the specified time. You are truly under house arrest."
"So what should we do now?" Ji Wang opened a nutritional supplement and poured it into his mouth. It had a light green apple flavor and wasn't unpleasant, but he probably wouldn't feel good if he only drank this every day to fill his stomach. "Actually, I'm a homebody. I can stay here until I die... as long as there's wifi and air conditioning."
"Don't worry about the air conditioning. The human bases in Cato City are all equipped with central air conditioning. As for wifi..." The Doomsday Survival System said tentatively, "Can I play a movie in your mind?"
"Come on, come on," Ji Wang suddenly became energetic. He was only wearing a robe and had just been cleaned in the medical cabin, so he jumped onto the bed, pulled the quilt over himself, closed his eyes, and said, "Let's play a movie."
So when the men sent by Ting entered Ji Wang's apartment, the first scene that caught their eyes was a man in a pure white robe sitting cross-legged on the bed, with his hands hanging naturally on his legs and his eyes closed, as if he was an old monk in meditation. Nothing around him could disturb him. He just sat there between heaven and earth, breathing calmly.
The prepared words "room service" were stuck in the visitor's throat and he couldn't say them out.
He was a little confused about the background of this little mute who appeared out of nowhere.
Ji Wang suddenly opened his eyes, and the man immediately took several steps back, looking at him with fear.
Ji Wang looked at him calmly for a while, raised one hand, and pointed at his wrist with the other.
The man followed Ji Wang's movements vigilantly, looking at the veins where his fingers touched, but found nothing unusual. The next second, he immediately looked away, his eyes flickering, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly pounce on him and attack him.
After a long time, Ji Wang spoke in a hoarse voice.
"My blood can detoxify." His voice was strange, as if he hadn't spoken in years. His vocal cords were stuck together by the congested mucous membranes and he was trying to tear them apart. "Any poison in the world only requires one drop."
The man was startled by his rash words and the snake-like sound, and he stepped back again, but his head hit the wall with a "bang". He turned his head and found that there was a wall behind him. He had nowhere to retreat, so he had to stick to the wall, picked up his weapon, and pointed at Ji Wang who was sitting comfortably cross-legged on the bed, tremblingly, threatening him not to come over, while dialing the communicator.
Oh my god, this antidote got stuck in my throat and almost killed me the moment I opened my mouth. I hope there won’t be any side effects, Ji Wang thought anxiously.
Damn it, there must be something wrong when things are abnormal. This kid is a bit weird, it’s better not to get involved with him, the visitor thought even more anxiously.
The Doomsday Survival System, having witnessed everything, was stunned.
"I now think you humans are right," the Doomsday Survival System said calmly, "Fools have their own luck."
Ji Wang: ...Although it feels like you are praising my good luck, but for some reason I don’t seem happy.
Soon, the other helpers called by the visitor surrounded Ji Wang. They had no intention of letting Ji Wang leave. Someone brought blood collection equipment with him. After disinfecting Ji Wang's arm with a cotton ball, they took a 20-μl blood sample from the inside of his elbow.
"That's enough, isn't it?" The doctor in a white coat shook the blood sample bottle in his hand. Seeing Ji Wang nod gently, he said, "This blood sample will be divided into four portions. Three of them will be used to treat three mutant soldiers with the same blood type as you who have been infected with the Level 3 zombie virus. The remaining five will be used for testing and archiving."
Ji Wang had no clear idea of what a Level 3 zombie virus infection would be like, so he mentally questioned the Doomsday Survival System. The Doomsday Survival System briefly explained, "It's basically equivalent to terminal cancer in your previous world. It's completely hopeless, and even more terrifying. Because the zombie virus develops rapidly, if confirmed as a Level 3 infection, the patient will transform into a zombie within 6-12 hours. To reduce the number of mutated zombies and to show some final respect to these soldiers who once fought for the fate of humanity, they will be injected with euthanasia drugs the moment they begin to transform. They will then be cremated in an incinerator and handed over to their families."
Ji Wang's heart moved slightly: "So, this means that I can save three human lives?"
"Yes, although they're probably just trying to save their lives," the Doomsday Survival System said. "But in reality, your blood is like a highly concentrated, purified antidote. Even if each person only gets five milliliters, it's enough to save their lives."
Ji Wang was silent for a while, then said with emotion: "Brother Tong, you are a good person, ah no... a good system."
"I'm doing this all for you, you useless son." The Doomsday Survival System said coldly, "If you really think I'm good, then complete the task quickly."
"Next time, definitely next time." Ji Wang said perfunctorily.
The Doomsday Survival System doesn't bother to pay attention to him.
Ji Wang stayed in the apartment for another night, but unlike before, this time there was a group of people guarding him outside his door, as if they were afraid that he would run away.
Ji Wang was not in a hurry and continued to meditate and watch the movie. When he saw that Baibo was bored and tried to suggest playing the video game in his mind, and was threatened by the Doomsday Survival System that if he continued to be unsatisfied, it would use his head to play whack-a-mole, the door of the apartment was pushed open again.
The person who came in this time was the female leader holding a spear that Ji Wang saw when he first entered Kato City. This time, she did not bring any weapons with her.
"My name is Clara," the blonde woman said, her chin slightly raised, her eyes sharp as a hawk's. Yet, she didn't seem offensive, only heroic. She extended a hand and shook Ji Wang's. "Your blood successfully saved the lives of three soldiers. They all woke up this morning. On behalf of them and their families, I sincerely thank you."
Ji Wang sat there at a loss and shook hands with her. Suddenly, he felt a little uncomfortable. He quickly stood up and shook his head at her, indicating that you're welcome.
"No, you deserve this kind of thanks," Clara said seriously. "In addition, I want to express my gratitude to you on my own behalf."
Ji Wang looked at her in confusion.
"One of the three mutant soldiers you rescued was my sister," Clara explained.
Ji Wang suddenly realized.
Clara saluted again. Although it was not consistent with the modern etiquette Ji had seen in the past, he could roughly guess that this was a common way of saluting in this world. So he imitated her and saluted again, but was stopped by Clara: "You don't have to be so polite."
"I don't like owing people anything, so in return, I'd like to share some information with you." Clara tapped a floating screen from somewhere and displayed it in front of Ji Wang. "After confirming that your blood was effective in detoxification, the city lord arranged for someone to test it, but in the end, they found nothing. From every perspective, it was just ordinary type 5a blood, nothing special. Therefore, they were unable to extract the active ingredient to treat the zombie virus from it."
Ji Wang looked at the pile of colorful forms. Although he couldn't understand them at all, he still nodded as if he understood.
The City Lord should be referring to Shi Ting, which means that everything is the same as the Doomsday Survival System had estimated before. Shi Ting did not obtain the antidote formula directly from his blood, and all detoxification activities still depend on his blood.
"This is no less than an earthquake for all the researchers and the City Lord himself. Therefore, they've blocked all news reports. The City Lord intends to meet with you in person," Clara said. "I'm going beyond the rules to tell you this, to let you know that you now have leverage and can negotiate with the City Lord."
"Besides that, I'll have the honor of serving you one more time, but only once. After this, we'll be even." Clara asked, "How can I help you now?"
Ji Wang quickly shook his head and joked. Although he didn't save people for the sake of getting rewards from others, what if Shi Ting suddenly had a brain short circuit and wanted to take his life? With Clara's promise today, he might still have a chance to escape.
"Then, I will lead you to the core area of the base behind Cato City to meet the city lord." Clara was not surprised by his reaction and simply shrugged. "Good luck."
The author has something to say: Because it is too long, I finally decided to divide it into chapters (Jinjiang can only publish a maximum of 30,000 words in one chapter). I'm sorry orz. I have written a lot in the past few days, so I can ensure that each chapter is more than 6,000 words, so that everyone can read it more satisfyingly. Thank you for your understanding and support__
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