Chapter 126 Extra 1·05
Ji Wang tried to stretch his head forward, but saw nothing. He struggled to pull Xi Lun onto the safer cat's back and tried to comfort Amanda a few times, but Amanda seemed unaware and continued to run forward.
Soon, Ji Wang smelled a strong and disgusting smell of blood.
A long line of people, their clothes torn and bloodstained, stumbled past the fleeing cat, carrying makeshift stretchers made from hewn branches. Many groaned in pain, while others were already dead, covered in snow-white sheets, their blood seeping from their bodies, dripping drop by drop into the ground beneath the stretchers.
Xi Lun, who had never seen such a tragic scene, was so frightened that his face turned pale. As soon as he loosened his grip, he was about to fall off the cat. Ji Wang was quick-witted and slid down, grabbed his arm, and pulled him back onto the cat.
The two of them climbed back onto the cat's back in a hurry again. A long time passed, but this bloody road that looked like the road to hell had no end. Amanda was still rushing forward with the two of them on her back.
Ji Wang felt Amanda's anxiety under him and suddenly had a bad premonition.
Soon, he realized that his vision had become reality.
Shi Ting was lying on the last stretcher with his eyes closed. Blood had completely dyed half of the stretcher red. The wounds on his body were so deep that the bone was visible. The ruptured blood vessels were gushing out black and red blood. When Amanda saw him, she let out a very shrill cry and fell to the ground.
Ji Wang's head buzzed.
"Hurry!" The soldiers escorting Shi Ting were worried that Shi Ting insisted on staying behind, and that the other seriously injured soldiers had to leave first and not receive timely medical treatment. When they saw Amanda coming, they were immediately overjoyed and said, "Hurry and lift the boss onto Amanda!"
Amanda was very human-like. She came running to protect Shi Ting. After realizing what these humans were going to do, she immediately lowered her tail and let them climb up.
The soldier escorting Shi Ting had just secured Shi Ting behind the cat when Amanda jumped up and onto the roof. She took full advantage of her feline racial advantage and ran towards the hospital at a speed faster than when she came.
The soldier, who had finished everything, didn't have time to wipe the blood and sweat from his forehead. He turned around and saw Xi Lun and Ji Wang sitting on the cat's back, bewildered. He was so scared that he almost fell off: "Who are you?"
Ji Wang saw that Xi Lun was completely frightened and might not even react if he shook him, so he could only speak and briefly introduce himself and Xi Lun's identities and why they happened to be on the cat's body.
While he was talking, Shi Ting was still lying beside him, twitching like a convulsion from time to time, and then blood suddenly gushed out from the wound. Ji Wang didn't know if it was out of human empathy, but after just one look, he couldn't help but turn his head away. His chest was so tight that he could hardly breathe.
Because Shi Ting had previously treated Ji Wang in a low-key and cold manner, not many people knew of Ji Wang's existence. They only knew that there was now a cure for the level 3 zombie virus infection, but they didn't know the exact treatment plan. Only after Ji Wang finished speaking did a soldier suddenly speak, pointing at him with a terrified expression: "You, you, you...you are that little mute!"
"You're always being mute. Don't you have any dignity?" Ji Wang was a little annoyed at this moment and couldn't help but retort, "Can you respect me a little and call me a mute?"
The soldier closed his mouth, shrank back, and said after a long while: "Your voice is much better than it was then."
Ji Wang then recognized that this was the person Shi Ting had sent to find him. Realizing that his ability to speak was probably no longer a secret among those who knew his identity, he nodded perfunctorily, "Thank you."
"The city lord is seriously injured this time." A man who looked like the oldest among the soldiers frowned, took off his bloody gloves, and shook hands with Ji Wang. "Hello, Captain Hader."
"Hello, Captain." Ji Wang stretched out his hand and shook hands with him. He inadvertently glanced at Shi Ting who was on the verge of death, and his heart suddenly tightened.
"We encountered an organized ambush by a horde of zombies this time, resulting in heavy casualties. Previously, we hadn't discovered such intelligence in a horde of zombies," Captain Hader said. "The city lord risked his life to shatter the zombie leader's crystal core at the last moment. He suffered a tremendous shock, but within the core he discovered the key to this ambush."
As he spoke, Captain Hader took out a black chip from his pocket.
"This is……"
"This is a receiver from the Central Galaxy. By simulating brain waves, it controls zombies, which don't have any high intelligence, and makes them attack humans in groups," Captain Hader said solemnly. "As a fellow human, I don't know why they can be so inhumane."
After listening to Captain Hader's explanation, Ji Wang fell silent.
For a long time, facing the zombies' powerful attack power and tenacious vitality, humans' greatest advantage is the wisdom accumulated over billions of years. Once zombies possess human wisdom, and even have military experts behind them to command, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"In fact, the fact that the city lord was able to survive the zombie crystal core explosion was unexpected for us and a blessing in disguise," Captain Hader said. "However, no one knows what consequences this level of zombie virus infection will cause. This is no longer something that can be described as a level 3 infection. Perhaps the zombie horde will usher in the most powerful leader in their history. To prevent this from happening, we will have to..."
Captain Hader didn't say anything else, but Ji Wang already understood.
They might have to euthanize Shi Ting while he was still alive.
"The city lord's wounds are slowly healing. This is actually a sign that the zombie virus infection is spreading," Captain Hader said softly. "However, it is precisely because of the zombie virus's powerful repair ability that the city lord has been able to hold on until now. However, no one knows how the situation will develop next."
Ji Wang couldn't help himself, so he turned around and looked at Shi Ting again. Sure enough, he found that the blood flowing out of his chest had slowed down, and those horrific wounds had begun to scab over. He felt a chill in his heart.
Without thinking, he said, "My blood can detoxify him. He will be fine."
"I've heard about your blood and its miraculous healing properties," Captain Hader said meaningfully. "Perhaps the city lord also considered this, which is why he dared to take such a desperate measure."
Ji Wang was stunned.
He suddenly realized that if Shi Ting really died like this, the last person he would think of before he died would be himself.
And he thought of himself with all his heart and all his trust.
If it weren't for my existence, would Shi Ting risk his life like this?
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Amanda quickly ran to the hospital entrance, and without even entering the door, she jumped directly onto the roof of the hospital and used her tail to send all of them into the hospital's emergency room.
Xi Lun, who had witnessed everything, was terrified. He grabbed Ji Wang's clothes and spoke incoherently. Ji Wang looked at Amanda squatting there, covered in blood. He patted Xi Lun's head and said soothingly, "Go give Amanda a bath. Don't think about it. It's useless."
After thinking for a moment, Ji Wang added, "With me here, he won't die. Don't worry, I'm much more afraid than you are. After all, if he dies, I won't be able to live either. People will probably say that I killed him. After all, your myths say that it's unlucky for two people of Chinese blood to meet each other."
I was just a little touched and was about to praise Ji Wang for finally starting to take responsibility for the apocalyptic survival system: "..."
"Of course, from a human perspective, I don't want him to die either." Ji Wang took a deep breath. "Go quickly. If Shi Ting is still awake, he wouldn't want to see Amanda in this state."
Xi Lun nodded hurriedly and asked Ji Wang to tell him any news. Then he turned and ran away while wiping his tears.
After fooling Xi Lun away, Ji Wang rolled up his sleeves and went into the emergency room. Only after basic rescue was completed in the emergency room could the person be transferred to the medical cabin for rehabilitation treatment.
As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw the doctor shaking his head at him, and his eyelids jumped: "That's it?!"
"Bah!" The doctor took off her mask and spat at him with red eyes. Ji Wang saw that this was a very pretty girl who looked very East Asian. He didn't know how those people judged that she was not Chinese. "She's still alive, stop talking nonsense!"
Another doctor handed him an empty syringe and said, "But the antidote serum in stock is all used up. The city lord shows no signs of improvement. On the contrary, the concentration of the zombie virus in his body is increasing..."
"Come and smoke." Ji Wang knew what they were going to say next, so he sat down at the table without saying anything. "If he lives, I live with him. If he dies, you won't forgive me either. So just smoke as much as you want. Smash until you die."
The two doctors looked at each other, seemingly shocked by his words.
"No." The doctor who had just taken off her mask softened her tone, her eyes becoming resolute. She patted Ji Wang's shoulder and said, "Neither of you will die."
Soon, a nurse walked in from the emergency room with a full set of blood donation equipment and started drawing blood from Ji Wang.
Fortunately, Ji Wang and Shi Ting had the same blood type, type A, and they were both of similar Chinese bloodline, so they didn't repel each other. There was no need to refine the blood into serum, and they could detoxify while transfusing. Ji Wang sat there, feeling dizzy and dazed, and didn't forget to chat with the system: "Brother Tong, does this count as my blood flowing in Shi Ting's body?"
After all, the Doomsday Survival System still felt sorry for its host. Seeing Ji Wang suffering, it stopped arguing with him and agreed with him, "Yes."
"That's great! I'm his father!" Ji Wang slapped his thigh, startling the nurse next to him. The nurse asked cautiously, "Are you dizzy?"
"A little." Ji Wang felt his lips trembling. The arm where his blood was drawn was cold and numb. He struggled to move his position and asked, "How much has been drawn?"
"It's already 350 milliliters, and it's being drawn very quickly," the nurse said softly. "The average person donates 200 milliliters of blood at a time, and the maximum is 400 milliliters."
"Keep smoking." Ji Wang gritted his teeth.
Honestly, he didn't have a bad impression of Shi Ting. Especially after listening to Xi Lun's explanation, he understood even more clearly how important Shi Ting, as the leader of Kato City, was to the entire city. He was not only the core commander in the fight against zombies, but also the soul of Kato City, and a crucial counterweight to the forces of ordinary humans, mutants, and zombies.
He, Ji Wang, was just a passer-by who had just traveled through time. To put it bluntly, if he died, he died. But for the people living in these worlds, if they lost a leader like Shi Ting, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Actually, if there weren't so many people gathered here, I could give Shi Ting the antidote." The Doomsday Survival System observed for a while and finally spoke, "But I'm not sure if his body can withstand the impact of the antidote right now. Your blood is like a filter, filtering out the effective ingredients and filtering out the impurities, making it easier for him to absorb."
"Then continue with mine." Ji Wang looked at the busy people around him and sighed. "Actually, if only one of me and Shi Ting could survive, not only those who admire and have feelings for Shi Ting, but even I would choose Shi Ting. I understand why so many people want to leave their names in history. Making great achievements is one thing, but if someone dies, many people will feel sad for them. I think that's also a winner in life to some extent."
The Doomsday Survival System remained silent for a long time before it said, "Don't think too much. At least I'll be sad if you die."
"Don't you usually look disgusted with me?" Ji Wang asked in surprise.
"But compared to Shi Ting, you are my host." The Doomsday Survival System said lightly.
Ji Wang didn't say anything else, but he felt much better.
When more than 400 milliliters of blood were drained from Ji Wang's body, Shi Ting suddenly opened his eyes.
Everyone stopped what they were doing. Ji Wang's mind was numb due to excessive blood loss. He didn't realize what was happening and just sat there in a daze. The doctor pulled him behind the operating table. A group of mutant soldiers rushed in from outside the door and stood in front of them.
"Be careful of the zombies." The doctor said in a low voice.
Ji Wang understood what they meant in an instant.
Although a large amount of his blood has been transfused into Shi Ting's body, and the number of zombie viruses has gradually begun to be suppressed, no one can guarantee whether Shi Ting has completed the transformation into a zombie before the blood transfusion and has only just woken up at this moment. If Shi Ting has become a zombie, then he must be humanitarian destroyed before he starts killing.
Through the crowd, Ji Wang finally saw Shi Ting's open eyes through the gap.
With just one glance, he realized that Shi Ting must not have turned into a zombie.
There was no dullness, bloodlust, or bloodiness in his eyes that a zombie should have. Instead, there was only fatigue, endless fatigue.
Shi Ting suddenly raised a hand, and the ward fell into chaos. The soldiers rushed forward and the remaining medical staff were all frightened and took a step back. Only Ji Wang was still standing there in a daze.
"Keep him alive."
Shi Ting only said this one sentence before closing his eyes and falling into coma again. His arms fell weakly and hit the edge of the bed.
Everyone turned to look at Ji Wang standing in the crowd, their expressions changing unpredictably.
Ji Wang's mind was buzzing and in chaos.
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In the end, even though Ji Wang was transfusing blood and Shi Ting was bleeding, the antidote in Shi Ting's body still suppressed the zombie virus, and both of them managed to barely save their lives.
Shi Ting was seriously injured and not only had a serious infection, but he was also almost torn apart by the explosion of the zombie crystal core. In addition to the help of the medical cabin and the doctor, he also needed to rest. To put it bluntly, Ji Wang had short-term anemia due to excessive blood loss. He could have been discharged from the hospital, but Shi Ting refused to say anything and even found someone to take over his work at the Museum of Literature and History. Ji Wang had no choice but to stay in the hospital with the patient every day.
Xi Lun, who was taking care of the cats, didn't find out until that day that the little mute who listened to his chatter in silence every day was actually such a powerful person. He immediately developed an extremely high respect for Ji Wang. In addition to taking care of the small animals every day, he would go to the base hospital to volunteer and run around to take care of the two patients.
Therefore, in order to save Xi Lun from too much trouble and to make it easier for the doctor to take care of him, Ji Wang and Shi Ting stayed in the same ward so that they could take care of each other - of course, this was an ideal situation.
Most of the time, Shi Ting was receiving treatment in the medical cabin, or going downstairs for rehabilitation training, or handling official business in the ward. Ji Wang would sit on his hospital bed and meditate, letting the doomsday survival system play movies for him. Occasionally, when Shi Ting was unable to move, he would get out of bed to help.
The Doomsday Survival System, mindful of the suffering he had just endured, endured it again and again until it could no longer tolerate it and finally roared, "I am a system, not your cloud drive!"
“But I’m bored…”
"If you're bored, why don't you go talk to your mission target?" The Doomsday Survival System was almost crying. "Please, have mercy on me. I've been ridiculed by my peers and I'm almost autistic."
"But……"
"But I'll play the little reed in your head."
Ji Wang was choked. Although he believed that the Doomsday Survival System was just a boast and could not actually do such a cruel thing, he was still driven by some unknown idea and walked reluctantly to Shi Ting's bedside.
Shi Ting was half leaning on the hospital bed performing his official duties. One of his arms was completely torn and dislocated in the explosion, and his ribs were crushed into powder. Although they quickly grew back with the help of the medical cabin, they were obviously not strong enough and would require a long recovery period to strengthen them.
Ji Wang suddenly realized that this was Shi Ting showing him his trust, or perhaps it was because of Shi Ting's own strength. He was not afraid that he would take his life while he was sick, and he even dared to live in the same ward with him who was in good health.
Shi Ting saw him coming, without even looking up, and continued with the work at hand very naturally: "What's the matter?"
Ji Wang sat beside his bed, and after a long while, he managed to utter, "Are you thirsty?"
"I'm not thirsty, thank you." Shi Ting looked up at him with some surprise, "Do you have anything to say?"
Ji Wang quickly shook his head. The system coughed in his mind, and he quickly nodded again.
"Just say what you want to say." Shi Ting frowned and said, "I don't like people who hesitate when speaking."
"That's...that's what I want to ask..." Ji Wang didn't have much to say, but when he was pressed into a corner, he blurted out the truth in his heart, "When will you let me go back to work?"
"Isn't it good to let you take a long vacation?" Shi Ting was not surprised. He just leaned there calmly and glanced at him. "Or do you really not want to stay by my side?"
"That's not the case, but I don't have anything to do if I stay with you, right?"
"You mean I'm boring?"
Ji Wang didn't dare to say anything and could only shake his head. Shi Ting nodded with satisfaction and turned around to go back to his own business.
"Listen, what kind of words are these!" Ji Wang couldn't help but complain to the system in his mind, "Is this what a human would say? He asked me to stay with him, but he didn't say why. How can I know what he wants to do?"
Of course, the system couldn't directly say that he might be planning to get rid of you, so it could only vaguely say, "He wants you to take paid leave, which is not a good thing. Where can you find a boss like that? And you're not satisfied with it."
"That's the truth, but I still feel like something's not right..."
Before Ji Wang finished talking to the system, Shi Ting called him over again.
"Don't you think you have nothing to do?" Shi Ting pointed at the floating screen in front of him and said to Ji Wang, "I need a slogan now. If you have time, please help me think of one."
Ji Wang leaned over to take a look. It was an internal document with a high level of confidentiality. It was interspersed with various professional terms that Ji Wang could not understand at all. The general meaning was that Cato City and several other city-states mainly composed of mutant soldiers believed that high-tech was also very important. Therefore, they sincerely recruited talents with ideals and ambitions who did not want to be buried on developed planets, or who did not agree with the so-called "racial purification theory", to jointly create a new home for mankind.
"This batch is mainly for maintenance and independent research and development of innovative interstellar weapons, such as spaceship particle cannons and other large aircraft and ship-borne weapons. We also need to recruit a group of apprentices to become Cato City's own reserve force." Shi Ting turned his head to look at Ji Wang and asked, "Do you have any ideas, Sinologist?"
Ji Wang fell into deep thought.
"Don't be nervous, take your time to think." Shi Ting sat up a little, and the warm air he exhaled brushed against Ji Wang's ear when he spoke. Ji Wang was sure that he didn't mean it, but he still jumped up suddenly like a frightened rabbit, leaving Shi Ting puzzled. "What's wrong with you?"
"Ah, no... nothing." Ji Wang was always talkative when he was nervous, and when he was talkative, he liked to talk nonsense. He looked at the documents about repairs and maintenance, and suddenly said something as if he was possessed by a ghost, "Which... which company is good at repairing spaceships... should I look for Lan Xiang in Kakato City?"
It had to be said that the automatic language translation provided by the Doomsday Survival System was quite useful. Even though the sentence had been translated into interstellar language, it still rhymed. However, the last two words "Lanxiang" were not translated, retaining their original pronunciation. Therefore, Shi Ting raised an eyebrow and asked, "It's quite catchy, but how do you explain it?"
Ji Wang quickly came up with an idea and made up a story: "That's... well, Lanxiang is an idiom in ancient Chinese, meaning soaring into the blue sky. It represents our great confidence in Cato City's independently developed technology and... our beautiful expectations!"
He finally finished making up his story and was so nervous that he secretly wiped his sweat. When he looked closely, he saw Shi Ting leaning against the headboard, laughing silently.
The sunlight came in gently from the window, shining on his tall nose. His eyes curved with a smile, and his long eyelashes swept out a shadow. Ji Wang suddenly recalled him lying there covered in blood, with deep fatigue in his eyes. For some reason, he felt a little distressed for the simple and ordinary happiness that Shi Ting showed at this moment.
"Very good," Shi Ting finished laughing before briefly recording this sentence on his personal terminal. His tone was gentle, "I'll tell the relevant departments to consider adopting it."
Ji Wang looked at him anxiously, thinking, damn it, if the Kato City Starship Troopers really changed its name to Lanxiang, he would be blamed for it.
"Do you know that there are many people outside criticizing you, thinking that your sudden appearance has brought misfortune to Cato City and harm to me?" Shi Ting suddenly changed the subject and asked lightly.
Ji Wang sat up straight reflexively.
He really didn't know, but he could imagine it. He even knew that many people must have objected to his staying in Shi Ting's ward. Shi Ting didn't know why he went against the crowd and kept him by his side.
So he nodded.
"That's good to know." Shi Ting tapped his finger in the air and pulled out the next document. "This is why I kept you by my side. I haven't fully recovered yet, and I'm lacking energy. There are always things I can't take care of. The one person I don't want to neglect is you."
"Why?" Ji Wang knew that he shouldn't ask for an explanation, but he couldn't help asking.
"Why?" Shi Ting repeated, as if confirming his question, but also as if asking himself, "Of course it's because you are important."
"Is it because my blood can detoxify?" Ji Wang continued to ask.
"Maybe." Shi Ting said softly, "Maybe..."
His hand paused for a moment before he continued calmly, "Maybe not."
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