PFC Chapter 253 Antidote, Zombies Return to Normal
Chapter 253 Antidote, Zombies Return to Normal
The national leaders, senior officials and soldiers all saluted Fu Yin with solemn expressions and tears in their eyes. They were moved, grateful and respectful, and for a moment they didn't know how to express it.
A simple thank you is too pale and superficial.
But other than that, I don’t know how to express my admiration and respect for you.
They all knew that Fu Yin had no shortage of material things, so they could only say thank you to her with the most sincere and pious hearts.
……
The special substance in the energy gun was extracted successfully.
However, since there are superpower activators in the mall, there is no need to do this anymore once humans have awakened their superpowers.
Following Fu Yin's suggestion, Xiao Zhi found a way to merge the antidote with the energy gun, so that the antidote and the energy were completely integrated into one. Firing one shot would be much faster than transporting the antidote from city to city.
January 1080, XG Century 1.
It is a cold winter with snowflakes flying everywhere.
A drizzle gradually began to fall from the sky.
The survivors huddled indoors, warming themselves by the fire, eating steaming hot pot, and looking at the snow outside the window, feeling as if it were a dream.
At this time, a broadcast was broadcasted at the same time around the world: "There is an antidote in this rain. All zombies that are exposed to the rain can be freed of the virus and transformed back into normal humans. Please lead the zombies outside as soon as possible."
Due to the cold weather, the survivors are all indoors, and the zombies outside cannot find prey. In addition, it is snowing heavily. Although they are not afraid of the cold, they don’t like the wet feeling of snowflakes falling on their bodies, so the zombies will hide.
After hearing the content of the broadcast, the survivors looked at each other and ran out without any hesitation.
Some people felt that the military coats were too heavy, so they simply took them off and ran directly into the rain and snow, looking up and laughing.
"Come on, come on, catch me!"
Fu Yin, who was watching the broadcast: “…”
Like a crazy concubine in the cold palace.
All the survivors ran on the streets despite the freezing weather. The snowflakes fell on their bodies and melted quickly. They were all wet, but they seemed not to feel the coolness.
At this moment, the heat in my heart and the anticipation for the end of the world have already overwhelmed the coldness of my body.
"Zombie, zombie, aren't you going to eat me? Come out quickly!"
Before this, no one had imagined that there would be a day when humans would take the initiative to provoke zombies.
Fu Yin held up his forehead, feeling a slight headache, "I'm afraid I'll catch a cold if this continues."
But there is no way. The sooner the apocalypse ends, the sooner mankind can be liberated.
The cold winter will take at least a few more months to end, we can’t wait a few more months.
"It's okay," Xiaozhi shook his head and explained, "The rain is full of energy from the wasteland world, which is all good stuff. Although it won't have the effect of cleansing the meridians and marrow of a normal person after getting wet, it can enhance resistance. Maybe someone with great comprehension will unknowingly absorb the energy and convert it into spiritual power, and then practice it."
Fuyin: “???”
So will this world eventually develop in the direction of cultivating immortals?
Xiaozhi seemed to see what she was thinking and said with a smile: "This rain can not only restore the zombies to normal, but also revive the spiritual energy of this time and space. Look at those flowers and grasses, they are all blooming."
In the outside world being broadcast, not only flowers and plants, but also trees have grown tender leaves, which are particularly conspicuous in the vast expanse of white.
The energy of the wasteland world is much stronger than the interstellar energy ore. Xiaozhi has almost used up half of the energy of the energy gun. This rain will last for more than four hours.
All things in the world have absorbed so much energy, their spiritual powers have revived, and the viruses remaining in the air will slowly be purified.
"But even if they can practice, it will probably take them hundreds of years to find the right way."
After all, these humans are the first group of mortals to start cultivating immortals.
The road to becoming an immortal is long and arduous, and one may go astray if one is not careful.
They have no ancestors to guide them, so they can only rely on themselves.
Fu Yin was helpless in this matter. She had been to the world of immortal cultivation before, but she had not taken anything with her.
And she felt that she had interfered with the future direction of this time and space, avoiding the tragic history of human extinction. Now they have opened up another long river of time.
Then they can walk the rest of the way on their own.
Life, besides being smooth sailing, is also colorful with its ups and downs.
A pink and white fruit fell and hit Fu Yin on the head, then rolled to Miao Miao's feet.
Fu Yin raised her head faintly, "How long will it take?"
The space is infinite. Although it has no ceiling, it is covered by a layer of hazy white mist.
The top of the sacred tree was completely submerged in the white mist, but even so, the part that was not submerged was about seven or eight hundred meters high.
The fruits in that part have already been picked by Miaomiao and the others, but they don’t have the energy to pick the fruits in the upper part.
The consequence of leaving it alone is that a few of them will fall off from time to time.
Before fusion, you have to pick it up by yourself. After fusion into the sacred tree, it falls down by itself with a click.
Miaomiao and Fuyin also tried to use their consciousness to control the space, but it was useless.
Speaking of which, the antidote has a lot to do with the sacred tree.
When Xiaozhi was researching preparations and felt at a loss, he liked to sit under a tree and meditate.
The pink and white fruit just fell at his feet.
He sensed an unknown energy from it that was exactly the same as that of the sacred tree, and thinking that since there was no progress in the preparation, he decided to dissect the fruit and study it first.
As a result, a molecule was found in the fruit that can restrain the special substances of the zombie virus.
So this sacred tree became the key to the antidote.
Fu Yin took a bite of the fruit, and the slightly sweet and milky aroma of the fruit juice spread in her mouth. "I suspect someone is helping us in secret, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence?"
Think about the sudden appearance of the superpower activator, and this magical tree that can just cure the zombie virus.
"Xiaozhi, do you and your master have any good friends in the wasteland world?"
Xiaozhi thought about it and shook his head, "It seems not."
All he could remember were the images of those people's hideous faces.
Fu Yin: "How is the memory extraction from the chip? Are there any pictures of the entrance to the wasteland world?"
The chips of Evans and Cook were dissected out, and Xiaozhi confirmed that the two bodies were not their own.
Moreover, according to the memories in the chip, these two people have lived for nearly a thousand years, and the average lifespan of people in the wasteland world can reach more than four hundred years.
That means they changed bodies at least three times.
But unfortunately, I don’t remember seeing any information related to the entrance to the wasteland world.
"Perhaps this information is a taboo in the wasteland world, and the relevant memory will be automatically erased."
"Then how can they go back without any memories?" Fu Yin felt that this wasteland world was a really bizarre world. Although it could be called cultivating immortals, it had not yet reached that level.
It’s called the age of science fiction, but the things created are getting more outrageous than the last.
Fuck it.
Xiaozhi was silent.
He and his master have always been excluded, and they have never been exposed to the core secrets and important information of the wasteland world.