Everyone, including Xinyan, doesn’t understand why they need to hunt zombies? And get hormones and silver bones from them?

Su Hao often takes silver bones in front of others. He also admitted that this kind of thing can strengthen bones and transform the body. At the same time, he repeatedly warned: he is not afraid of viruses in zombies, which is the prerequisite for taking silver bones.

He even reached out to let the zombies take a bite in front of others, showing that what he said was true.

He doesn't want to hide secrets.

Because, over time, others will also discover the existence of silver bones.

For example, the name of Silver Bone is Luther Kavez in the United Kingdom.

Gradually, people began to get used to all this. When Xinyan and Tao Yuan went out to collect materials, they often brought back some silver bone particles.

Looking at Su Hao who was slightly lost, Tao Yuan grinned. He stepped over the corpse lying on the ground, patted Su Hao on the shoulder, and handed over a hose filled with rotten hormones.

"Hey! What's wrong with you?"

"......nothing."

Su Hao withdrew Sanyou's mind and carefully put the hose into his close-fitting bag. He took a look at Tao Yuan standing in front of him and said, "Tomorrow, I'm going out."

Tao Yuan nodded.

Just last week, Su Hao took him and found a heavy wooden box from a garbage room on the other end of the city. It contained hundreds of kilograms of white powder, two pistols and more than a thousand bullets.

Su Hao always gave him a mysterious feeling. Tao Yuan never asked the specific source of the box. He was not good at speaking and knew that everyone had their own secrets.

Old man Song Zhizhong and his wife both said that Su Hao is not a bad person.

Otherwise, he would not have taken action at that time, nor would he let them live in a small building with strict protection.

Tao Yuan subconsciously believed that what Su Hao said about "going out" was just because there was a private matter to be done.

This is not surprising, it is normal.

......

The map of this city has been firmly portrayed in Su Hao's mind and has become a part of the indelible memory.

He carried the SA80 assault rifle as usual, with a backpack with magazines, food and drinking water, and left the building in the early morning. He chose a "Shary" sedan parked on the side of the road, smashed the windows, triggered the engine with wires, and drove towards the west of the city.

The silence of death is everywhere, with silent steel and concrete buildings, vehicles scattered on the streets, and the cold morning breeze mixed with a faint smell. The bodies of the dead are rotting, and the remains of gnawing are gradually drying. Flies and mosquitoes are hovering over the dead, and rats and cockroaches gather next to the rotten bones. They may have noticed that the world is changing, but they have not changed their habit of liking flesh and blood. Whether it is living or dead, there is actually no difference for them.

Su Hao drove the car and circled around the city. He seemed to have no fixed goal, but just walked back and forth in the streets and alleys. The pointer of the oil meter shifting to the left showed that only one-third of the fuel in the fuel tank was left, but he didn't care and still maintained a fixed speed.

There was no traffic light, and no one rebuked the retrograde direction. He was like a visitor from an alien planet, staring at the city with indifferent eyes, walking aimlessly.

He avoided those blocks with dense corpses, and the roar of the engine had a obvious attraction to the carnivorous creatures. Many zombies wandering in the dark corners slowly walked out, howling and chasing the cars passing by. There were also a few very unlucky guys who were knocked away on the spot, beaten a few on the ground, and got up again like Immortal Superman.

In front of an ancient archway that is quite famous and is regarded as the city's symbol, the car slowly stopped. Su Hao walked down with his backpack and weapon, looked around alertly, confirming that no snoops followed, then took a step forward and walked slowly towards the building dozens of meters high across the street.

He used a hunting knife to kill a few zombies entrenched in front of the entrance of the building, without making any sound, jumped up the stairs like a ghost, and used the tools he had prepared in advance to pry open the door of a room on the second floor, and flashed in.

This is an office with a small area. Through the windows, you can see the wide road and the square with the archway opposite.

After using furniture to block the damaged door of the lock core and confirm that the escape route of leaving the room through the window along the drain pipe, Su Hao put down his backpack and gun, took out a rice ball with warmth, and slowly started eating.

The time transmitter may be the greatest invention in the history of human civilization and was also Su Hao's original creation. He knew very well that once this kind of thing was successfully developed, it would only bring endless troubles and even death to himself. At that time, Su Hao chose to cooperate with the military very cleverly. However, the wealthy families who coveted the results were not willing to take advantage of the military for nothing. They bribed the military's senior management and wanted to force themselves to hand over all the research materials. Su Hao had no choice but to destroy all technical parameters and set the machine to complete automatic transmission and detonate the bomb itself.

The most successful escape is to go to a strange world where no one knows them. Perhaps future generations will develop machines with the same functions, but they will never find the spatial dimension where they are.

At the end of the road in the distance, a zombie with a blank expression slowly came. It walked slowly, looking around, looking for edible living things. It was not lonely—more than ten meters away from behind, followed by five or six ragged companions, ugly and hideous faces. Looking down from the air, they were like an irregular arrow, guiding the dense group of corpses staggering dozens of meters away.

This is a huge corpse group composed of thousands of zombies. They move aimlessly forward, and no one knows why they appear here? They cannot tell what they are attracted to? Various styles of shoes trampled on the green belt, and abandoned vehicles scattered on the road were flooded by the corpse groups. Mosquitoes that like to rotten pus and meat also gathered over the corpse groups and flew over the corpse groups. Many zombies raised their heads and kept reaching out to catch these tiny living organisms. Occasionally, a few agile, or very lucky guys were able to catch flies and mosquitoes. They immediately stuffed their prey into their mouths, chewing them very hard and extremely loudly, attracting hatred, anger, envy and desire for their companions around them.

The vision transformed by silver bones allowed Su Hao to observe the movements of ordinary people's three times the range of sight without the help of auxiliary equipment such as telescopes. He sat by the window and looked indifferently at the corpse group moving densely on the street below. He did not aim, nor showed murderous intent, nor was he prepared to take any action, but simply observed.

The biggest advantage of traveling through time and space is to know the future in advance.

Of course, some small-probability accidents may also affect the process of events that have not yet occurred. For example, Xin Yan and Tao Yuan, who were saved by themselves from the zombies, may have become white bones in another time and space.

Thanks to the identity of a senior scientific and technological researcher in the future world, Su Hao once found many secrets that outsiders could not know in his computer archives.

All signs indicate that the government and the military may have expected this world-wide outbreak of viruses. There was no rescue, nor was there a broadcast targeting the people. People fled the city and established new residences in the wilderness. Since then, Su Hao has become very familiar with the changes and development of human society. However, he still found some very special things from the archives.

That is a related record about the military's research on genetic agents. In the "Remarks" column of the document, the words "Lost Prototype agents" are written.

Su Hao was shocked at the time———According to different effects, genetic agents are divided into immune, strengthening, and increasing cell activity. The military's archives are very rigorous, and it is impossible to mix irrelevant information. Especially for the column "Notes" that must be specifically explained, the recording must be reliable and detailed.

In this simple message, there are two related contents hidden.

1. The detailed classification of genetic agents should be the military's research results on prototype agents. The document does not mention the specific effects of prototype agents. Su Hao speculated that the use effect of prototype agents should far exceed that of genetic agents. It is even a combination of different types of genetic agents.

2. The military had obtained prototype potions long before the outbreak of the virus, but suddenly encountered an accident and did not conduct systematic research on the potions. They were likely to have only obtained a part of the relevant data, and the data and formula were not comprehensive. Because, at the bottom of the "Remarks" column, there is also a date - "May 29, 2020".

That is today.

In order to seek the truth, Su Hao searched all the information he could access at that time. Finally, he found the relevant records of the lost incident of the prototype potion in a document with a high level of confidentiality.

During the 2013 South Expo, the Kingdom of Cambodia signed a series of cooperation projects with the government, including mutual delegation of experts to conduct academic exchanges on ancient culture. The then king Sihamoni took the initiative to invite domestic archaeological authorities to participate in the excavation plan of the Angkor Wat underground palace.

Half a year later, a wealthy businessman in China who likes to collect antiques began to participate in excavation and injected a large amount of money into archaeological research projects. Records show that the real source of this money comes from the military.

In the underground palace of Angkor Wat, where the sun was regained, a total of about $20 billion of cultural relics were found. One of them was tested by carbon 14 and showed that it was produced in the ancient kingdom period. It was sent back to China through extremely hidden channels. Six years later, the Kunming Base Research Institute obtained the prototype potion from an ancient ruin in Southeast Asia.

Due to too many confidential elements involved, many of these information were unclear. Su Hao's identity at that time could not be found more. However, the process of losing the prototype drug was recorded in detail. After obtaining the drug, the Kunming base had been working hard to crack the specific formula and ingredients. Before the large-scale outbreak of the virus, researchers had made some progress and transmitted the relevant information to the headquarters through satellite network. On May 29, today, the military decided to transfer the prototype drug to the central base. During this process, the escort troops unexpectedly encountered a large number of corpses and were wiped out.

According to the data, the last location of the prototype potion appeared was the square in front of Su Hao. The transport convoy carried the "Beidou" satellite positioning system, and there was absolutely no problem with this coordinate.

As for time... Su Hao raised his right hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist. The pointer had just walked past the scale at 8:27.

“Six minutes left.”

He silently counted the numbers calculated into seconds, and kept replaying the information he had seen in his mind. He held the assault rifle tightly with both hands, rubbed his fingers back and forth between the trigger and the magazine, trembling constantly, and the amplitude became larger and larger.

The central nervous system transformed by silver bones was strengthened at least three times. Su Hao could feel a slight tremor coming from the ground. At the end of the street connecting to the square, the roar of the engine came from afar, tearing through the tranquility of the morning and disturbing the agitation deep in his heart that was forcibly suppressed.

It was a military "Warrior" off-road jeep in dark green paint. It galloped from afar at an incredible speed. The violent speed and roaring engines firmly attracted the zombies gathered in the squares and streets like magnets. Their eyes emitted red light, and they gathered from all directions with the sudden discovery of food. Looking from Su Hao's location, the jeep was like a magnet jumping straight into the pile of ore sand, completely surrounded by the zombies absorbed. The wide rubber tires ran through the middle of the unafraid of death, waded out a road covered with minced meat plasma, and kept hitting the living obstacles that wanted to block the road. However, the zombies had no idea of ​​pain and fear. They opened their mouths and howled, and rushed into the body of the car like a tide.

"Dadadadada————"

The heavy machine gun mounted on the roof began to spray bullets.

The zombies rushing to the front immediately showed up holes as big as fists, and dark red liquid with minced bones gushed out, and the wet and cold air became bloody. Zombies were constantly beaten into two pieces, and they could only crawl on the ground with their hands. Many of the zombies who were shot were completely penetrated, and yellow-green pus and internal organs flowed out. Because they did not hit the key points, they fell down in rows and got up from the ground one after another. They opened their arms extremely crazy and wanted to hold the car tires, but were crushed by the powerful impact force and weight.

There were only three people in the car.

Across a hundred meters, Su Hao could still see their blue faces and eyes that released fear and despair. They were all officers, and there was even a lieutenant colonel of a high class. He held a briefcase in his left hand and a gun in his right hand, and kept pulling the trigger at the zombies coming from the window. The bumps in the car seemed to have no effect on him. The bullets that came out of the chamber hit the zombies' head accurately, and a thick pile of corpses were laid on both sides of the blood-stained road.

Su Hao squatted in front of the window and watched the off-road jeep that rushed into the square and was surrounded by dense corpses. Deep in the deep dark eyes, there was an increasingly uncontrollable excitement and impulse.

"The escort troops encountered a large-scale corpse group, and Lieutenant Colonel Liu Jianguo was surrounded and killed by zombies."

"The reinforcements of the base garrison troops were blocked, and there were heavy casualties."

"The prototype agent is lost..."

The words and sentences he recited countless times constantly appeared in his mind, name, place, time, license plate of the crashed vehicle... all kinds of information from decades later were compiled into a simulated scene deep in his brain, completely overlapping with the scene that happened in front of him, without any omission.

The heavy machine gun was still spitting flames, and the zombies surrounding him were immediately frozen halfway, with several blood fountains spurting out from the front and backs of the chest. More zombies formed a human wall, firmly blocking the road ahead of the jeep. The rapidly rotating tire was wrapped in a layer of sticky flesh and blood, constantly slipping in the pus rotting fluid. Soon, the two zombies crawled up from the rear of the car, hugged the shoulders of the machine gun shooter standing on the roof, and chewed his neck from both sides. The soldier screamed and fell off the car, and was swallowed by the frenzy group of corpses.

The driver tried his best to step on the accelerator, but the power released by the engine could not compete with the corpse. These fearless creatures pushed the car body, put their claws into the car window, grabbed the driver's arm, bite and tear them desperately. Under the dragging of this terrible force that could not resist, the driver could only scream with all his might, watching his left arm separate from his shoulders, and quickly disappeared into the sharp and ferocious hungry mouths outside the car.

The right shoulder of the lieutenant colonel had been bitten by the zombies, and the expression on his face was more violent than ever. Bloody ripples began to appear deep in his pupils, which then changed into a hard and rock-like despair. He raised his right hand holding the gun, aimed at the dying driver next to him, shot through the other side of the skull, turned the muzzle, aimed at his temple, and pulled the trigger heavily.

The man is dead.

The corpse groups became even more restless. They gathered next to the jeep and crowded from all directions, chewing on the flesh of the dead. The corpse of the driver and the lieutenant colonel were dragged out of the car window and quickly to pieces. This food was obviously not enough, and the corpse groups were divided evenly. They began to fight for each other, howling for a finger or a small piece of minced meat with hair. The jeep that was extinguished was like a lonely reef in the sea, washed over and over again by the crazy and dense corpse tide.

Su Hao leaned against the wall and breathed slowly.

He could do nothing and dared not make any noise.

Even the second and third-class reinforced people cannot cope with thousands of huge corpses. Although they are very weak, they are just low-level creatures at the end of the evaluation table. But no one can deny that when the number accumulates to a certain level, they will burst out with powerful power. They are enough to swallow everything and cover everything up.
Chapter completed!