written request for leave

On August 25th, half a month had passed since Yintian escaped from the hospital.

Although the doctor and I acted cautiously, we were still discovered by the dean when we were escaping.

I couldn't understand the fanatical look in the dean's eyes when he saw me, and the dean's words when I ran away still echo in my ears.

"You are the zombie king, the beginning of human evolution, and the source of zombies. You should have seen those zombies that have developed reason. They are the proof of successful evolution!"

"Humanity needs an evolution, a leap. Your mission is to transform all of humanity into a new life form!"

I heard these words, and the doctor heard them too. After we left the hospital together, the doctor looked at me in a strange way, with curiosity, but more of a sense of vigilance.

One time I woke up from a dream and saw her sitting by the bed. She looked panicked. I noticed that she had an empty syringe in her hand, probably trying to suck my blood. I didn't say anything.

The doctor had said before that there was a large team outside to pick her up, and the purpose of her trip to the hospital had been achieved, and it was time to say goodbye.

Maybe the next time we meet, we will no longer be friends, and we know this very well.

The doctor quietly left the shelter while I was sleeping, and I secretly followed her, wanting to see her off.

The journey was safe. I saw the troops in the distance and the doctor walking towards them, and I felt an inexplicable uneasiness in my heart.

I don't know when my eyesight started to improve, but I was able to see things very far away.

The soldiers shouldn't be staggering like this. They can't even stand steadily... They're zombies!

With the combat effectiveness of the troops, it is impossible for them to be infected on a large scale unless some zombies that gain sanity sneak into the troops!

The doctor is in danger! I'm going to save the doctor and I'm going to take a day off.

(End of this chapter)