Chapter 7

    Zhou Mingyang looked at him anxiously from the rearview mirror, and said, "Feng Zi, what do you want? Make a fortune in a low voice? Could it be that the surnamed Hua is your second cheap uncle?"

    Feng Yan seemed to be stabbed by something After a moment, he suddenly raised his head and blurted out: "I have nothing to do with him! I only know that he is from the capital, and I don't even know what he does..."

    Ling Jiu turned back from the co-pilot and looked at him lightly. .

    Feng Yan swallowed her saliva, turned her eyes away from those eyes, and said, "I just remember that on February 10th, the afternoon before the outbreak of the virus, a task was suddenly assigned to me to let me know. I personally protect a certain dignitary who came from the capital. The plane arrived at 3:30 in the afternoon, and I personally drove the car to pick up the plane." After a

    pause, Feng Yan sighed when Ling Jiu and Zhou Mingyang were listening intently. After a sigh of relief, he added: "What do you mean by important people? I don't even have a bodyguard. I have to be a soldier to protect me. That is, a fat old man in his 50s or 60s. He has never heard his name before, and he is still nervous. Xixi, he kept mumbling and chanting in the car in a low voice, and having to live in a military area hostel was very demanding, so it didn't bother me to death."

    "He locked himself in the hotel room for nearly a day and a night, and the meals were delivered to his room. Inside, later... The virus suddenly broke out the next day. I had to organize evacuation and contact the heads of all parties. I was so busy hitting the back of the head that he didn't dare to run around in such a dangerous situation. Negligence made him run away..."

    "Run away?" Ling Jiu asked.

    "Yeah... tsk." Feng Yan's eyes flashed with that extremely complicated look again, and then she put her hand on her forehead, as if she felt tired when she recalled it, "It was already nine o'clock in the evening when I found out that he was not in the room, the virus It's been four and a half hours. Later... the next morning, a soldier handed me a tie, which was stained with blood. The tie pattern was very special. I was more impressed and knew that it was probably his. Later, I asked Mr. Zhao and the others to test it and found that it was indeed-his relic."

    The car was silent for a while, and the three did not speak. Zhou Mingyang turned the steering wheel and saw the entrance of the base from a distance.

    "You lied." Ling Jiu suddenly spoke quietly.

    "Ah? I didn't—" Feng Yan was startled and quickly denied it.

    "What I said later may be true," Ling Jiu turned her head back and met his eyes with a calm, almost empty gaze, "But you definitely have an unusual relationship with Hua Jianying."

    Feng Yan Meifeng He jumped, lowered his head and stopped talking.

    Ling Jiu turned his head and couldn't help but speculate in his heart, why did that Hua Jianying come to S City in a hurry the day before the virus broke out? And why go outside in such a dangerous situation after the outbreak? The abandoned laboratory where she woke up is in the southern suburbs of S City. Could the reason why Hua Jianying came here has something to do with her?

    The most important thing is - what is the fatal flaw in her body? Now that the person is dead, what should I do?

    For the first time since he woke up, Ling Jiu felt an emotion called "anxiety" deep in his heart.

    At the gate of the base, Feng Yan pressed down on the car window to brighten her face, saluted the soldiers at the door, and Cayenne drove in smoothly.

    "I'll go, this stadium is not small, no wonder it can hold tens of thousands of people..." Zhou Mingyang murmured while looking at the scenery outside through the car window.

    The stadium is indeed not small, and the venues are scattered in a well-proportioned manner. Soldiers patrolling in and out, and occasionally civilians can be seen hurriedly passing by, all frowning and looking worried.

    "Go straight, turn left at the second intersection, hey..." Feng Yan said while pointing the way, "Come to my place tonight to make do with the night, I'll let Dongzheng and the others keep their mouths shut, the flour mill No one should let anyone leak out. But Miss Ling, are you really not considering staying? With your ability, you will definitely get high treatment in the base..."

    "Then go and kill monsters for you?" Ling Jiu She raised her eyebrows and asked the soldiers to keep their mouths shut. Although they didn't see her fighting the five-headed evolution with their own eyes, the part where she raced against the explosion wave at the end was enough to shock the world.

    In the afternoon, she was still suspected of being infected, and the base did not dare to keep her, but now it is different. However, she still doesn't trust the secrecy ability of the soldiers. The explosion is so loud that you can definitely hear it here. When the chiefs ask, will they recruit everything? She still has to make another plan...

    "You can't say that..." Feng Yan touched her nose and wanted to persuade again, but suddenly heard Ling Jiu's voice colder: "What happened to those people in front of you? ?"

    Feng Yan fixed her eyes and said in amazement, "Commander? Teacher Zhao? My day... Why is the secretary and mayor He here!"

    Zhou Mingyang was also surprised, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Jiang Dong standing there with his head down and dejected. Behind the ticket people, the speed of the car couldn't help slowing down, and he couldn't help but scolded: "Fuck, Feng Zi, this deputy company under your command is too unreliable?"

    Ling Jiu didn't speak, his eyes were as indifferent as always, quiet. Watching those people get closer and closer.

    ——It seems that the trouble came sooner than she thought.

    18. The situation...

    Seeing Cayenne slowly stop, those people's faces showed a forbearance of excitement. One of the lieutenant-general and another middle-aged man walked in the front and stood directly in the co-pilot. in front of the door.

    In the car, Ling Jiu and Zhou Mingyang both sat still and looked back at Feng Yan together. Feng Yan swallowed hard, opened the door and trotted around in front of those people, gave a military salute, and shouted in a rough voice: " Hello Commander Yao! Hello, chiefs!"

    Lieutenant General Yao Junrong, deputy commander of the NJ Military Region, smiled when he saw Feng Yan, patted him on the shoulder a few times, and said to the people next to him, "Here, Secretary Ren, this is Xiao Feng. The heroes of our Sharp Knife Company are young and promising!"

    Secretary Ren also laughed so hard that he could not see his teeth but his eyes: "Ahaha, there is a lot of promise, and I often see it at commendation conferences. I have the impression that Lao Yao should also consider promotion. Look at the young people."

    "Who said no? Haha, Xiao Feng is still the captain of the Lieutenant Colonel, right? No, no, it's not good to be wronged. Ah? I'll give you a second-class merit..."

    Feng Yan felt cold sweat dripping down, looking at the insidious smiles of the two old foxes in front of him, jumping two ranks in a row, second-class merit or something, nothing to do Being courteous is not a traitor or stealing something... It was definitely recruited by Ling Jiu!

    As they were talking, the car door opened with a click, Ling Jiu and Zhou Mingyang came down, and the eyes of several chiefs all shot at it. It was as bright as a searchlight. Feng Yan couldn't help but hit Had a chill.

    So the leaders headed by Secretary Ren and Yao Junrong simply left Feng Yan and surrounded him. Feng Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Jiang Dongzheng's aggrieved expression, he couldn't say anything, but gave him a stern look. .

    Ling Jiu stood there quietly watching them approach without speaking. She knew in her heart that these people had only two purposes. One was her inhuman combat power, and the other was the immune zombie virus that might exist in her body. gene.

    No matter which one, if they can make any research results, it will be enough to change the appearance of country Z and even the world, and it may even end the situation of the end of the world.

    But... Ling Jiu lowered her eyes gently, she didn't have the time to mess around with these people, and she didn't want to be treated like a guinea pig for others to study.

    Technological progress? Humanity survives? Is the world safe? ...Forget it, don't mention this to her, she has never been such a noble and selfless person, she just wants to be alone.

    "Oh, Miss Ling Jiuling, right? I'm the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of S City, and my name is Ren Shou." Secretary Ren walked over quickly, with a smile on his face that turned into a chrysanthemum, he stretched out his hand and wanted to shake hands with Ling Jiu.

    Human beast? Zhou Mingyang smiled bitterly on the side, his facial features were wrinkled. Ling Jiu stood there expressionlessly, without any intention of reaching out.

    Secretary Ren coughed, and withdrew his hand a little embarrassedly, while General Yao hurriedly cleared the siege: "Old Ren, don't scare the little girl. Ah haha ​​girl, I'm the deputy commander of the NJ Military Region, you call me Uncle Yao is fine."

    "...Is something wrong?" Ling Jiu frowned slightly, not bothering to give any face.

    The hard words made several high-level executives a little stunned. They looked at each other for a few seconds, and unanimously decided to push Zhao Yibo out.

    "Cough, Mr. Zhao, come and introduce the situation to Xiaoling." Secretary Ren said.

    The old man, who was still serious, walked over with the folder, turned a few pages, and said slowly: "The genetic shape is very different from that of ordinary people. DNA is an unprecedented reverse spiral shape, and chromosomes have only Twenty-two pairs. With such a big abnormal condition, ordinary people would show symptoms of congenital intellectual disability, suffer from multiple genetic diseases at the same time, and be extremely weak, but Miss Ling did not have such a condition at all. …”

    "On the contrary, according to the fighters who know, they also have extremely strong muscle strength and more sensitive five senses, and...the body is likely to have antibodies to the zombie virus, which is also extremely rare in the world, and it is the first in China. An example." The serious old man with a dark face suddenly raised his head and glanced at Ling Jiu, a ray of light shot out from the cloudy old eyes, as if he had seen some extremely rare treasure, Ling Jiu didn't feel anything yet. On the contrary, Zhou Mingyang was frightened with goosebumps.

    "Want to use me for experiments?" Ling Jiu was no longer impatient to listen to their long-winded words, and said bluntly.

    Several chiefs looked at each other and smiled, Secretary Ren coughed and said pleasantly: "Little girl is very straight, I like it! However, although our government supports scientific research, the most basic rights of the people must be protected, even if The situation is the same now. You can rest assured that you will not be used for any strange experiments. At most, I will ask you to cooperate. Usually, blood is drawn for laboratory tests. Of course, all your treatment will be done according to the highest standards. After the vaccine is released, you are the biggest contributor, haha!"

    Ling Jiu stood there with his eyes down and a blank face, and didn't speak, looking like a weak and harmless little girl in deep contemplation. In fact, she was very clear about what the so-called blood test was about.

    In the past, when she was extremely weak and could die of a heart attack every day, she spent a lot of time in the hospital. Before the blood test, you must be fasting, and such precise scientific research requires more blood, and there must be special regulations for the food you usually eat; and in order to ensure the accuracy of the experiment, she will definitely be taken. Locked in a place like an absolutely sterile environment with no daylight, it is even possible to put some zombies and evolutionary bodies to bite her.

    By then, whether they can really develop a vaccine or not, at least she will have to suffer a lot. No matter how strong she is, I'm afraid she can't stand it, and she will have to peel off the skin if she doesn't die.

    Human experiments, whether past, present or future, will be the most cruel scientific research projects. When is she really a little girl who doesn't understand anything?

    But... if you really want what they say, some aspects can still be used.

    Ling Jiu raised her eyes and looked at a few old faces that were smiling like a flower, and said expressionlessly, "I'm a little tired today. I want to go to rest first, but I'll think about it clearly."

    Zhou Mingyang and Feng Yan were both holding hands He was worried about what would happen if Ling Jiu's arrogant temperament blurted out "disagree", and Zhou Mingyang was even ready to jump into the car and kill a bloody road to rush out. In the end, when Ling Jiu agreed to consider it, he was relieved, but also a little surprised.

    Sometimes, the words "think carefully" are basically the same as "I agree" in the ears of senior officials in country Z, so the heads of several leaders are very happy, and General Yao said with a smile: " What do you want to eat? Even though the army is in chaos, we can still afford it in S city, just order food!"

    "No, my partner and I will go to Feng Yan's place to live." Ling Jiu nodded to them and said nothing. , he opened the door and got back into the car.

    The dignitaries outside the car patted Feng Yan on the shoulder again to encourage them, and held Zhou Mingyang's hand to greet each other for a while.

    "Cough, that... I'm sorry." As soon as she got in the car, Feng Yan apologized honestly. Although she knew in her heart that those stupid soldiers were unlikely to be tight-lipped when facing the leaders, she had promised Ling Jiu to keep them secret. Out of Louzi, his responsibility is to bear the brunt.

    Ling Jiu shook her head lightly, Zhou Mingyang asked while driving: "Xiao Jiu, what exactly are you planning? Do you really agree to them?"

    Ling Jiu still shook her head, she didn't plan to say what she thought until she thought about it. Let others know.

    It's not that she doesn't understand the reasoning of collective efforts, but in the end, this matter has nothing to do with these two people. She can pack up and leave at any time, and it is also a good choice for them to stay in this base and live, so there is no need to do so. Discuss with them a lot.

    Seeing that Ling Jiu never spoke, the two men knew that there was something in her heart, so they stopped asking. Feng Yan pointed to the road and asked Zhou Mingyang to drive the car to the Athlete Reception Center on the west side of the stadium. When he got out of the car, Zhou Mingyang gave him a rough look, patted Feng Yan on the shoulder vigorously, and said with a smile, "Okay, boy, what is the world? I can still find a quasi-four-star hotel to live in."

    Feng Yan smiled bitterly: "Do you think I don't want to live in the stadium and set up a tent? The room on the twelfth floor is assigned to me. Although there is electricity, the elevator is usually not allowed to be used. , we all have to climb up layer by layer."

    "...No, isn't it, is this going to kill..." Zhou Mingyang complained incessantly.

    Climbing up to the twelfth floor with great difficulty, Zhou Mingyang was tired for a day, Feng Yan was injured, both of them were so tired that they could only get out of breath, but Ling Jiu kindly carried all the luggage on his back, but returned his face. It's not red or panting, and it makes people hate it when they see it.

    Feng Yan's residence was a spacious suite, which was very clean, unlike a pool of blackened blood that occasionally appeared in the corridor outside. There is a small kitchen inside, and you can cook a small stove by yourself, which seems to be a special treatment for the commander of the sharp knife company.

    Of course, the two men agreed to let Ling Jiu sleep on the big bed, and they would sleep on the sofa or make a floor. Ling Jiu didn't say much. She never paid much attention to issues such as food and lodging. As soon as she opened her backpack and took out the compressed biscuits, Feng Yan said, "When you come to my place, you have to have a hot meal anyway, tonight is a welcome for the two of you. , let's have a meat dish."

    As he said that, he put on his apron virtuously and walked into the kitchen. Zhou Mingyang laughed at his women's and men's clothes, and squeezed in with interest, and heard the pots and pans in the kitchen begin to start. Jingle.

    "...wasting." Ling Jiu lay on the bed and closed his eyes, listening to the sound of oil smoke coming from the kitchen, he was quite disapproving.

    Feng Yan's craftsmanship is not bad. According to him, it was practiced when he was marching in the field. After making three dishes and one soup, there was indeed a plate of oily braised pork. But even so, Zhou Mingyang was also overjoyed, with that green light in his eyes, he was an African refugee who had never seen meat in his eighteen lives.

    Feng Yan couldn't help laughing. Ling Jiu expressed shamelessly that the energy contained in this table was not as good as a pack of compressed biscuits and a piece of dark chocolate. She sat on the side and continued nibbling on the biscuits. The two men were not polite to her either, and the two of them ate happily at the dining table.

    After a night of silence, Ling Jiu opened his eyes as soon as it was dawn the next day. There was a watch hanging in the bedroom. It was only five o'clock in the morning.

    The two men were still talking in their sleep while grinding their teeth outside. Ling Jiu put on his clothes and looked at the wound. The scab on his right arm had completely fallen off, and the scab on his left shoulder had also turned black and firm. It seemed that it would heal in two days.

    I went downstairs with my bag on my back and walked outside. The sky in the east was a bright red with golden edges. The sun was about to come out. The air that was warm and cold in early spring was very fresh, and I couldn’t smell the rotten smell of zombies. A faint slogan came from a distance, and it sounded like someone was exercising.

    Ling Jiu raised her eyebrows. She originally wanted to get up early to do weight-bearing exercise, but it seemed that someone was earlier than her, so she followed the sound and walked past several venues, and saw soldiers lining up in the huge outdoor track and field. , Some run, some use equipment, and some fight against each other, looking in full swing.

    Ling Jiu has always turned a blind eye to outsiders, carrying a large bag like a snail shell to the rubber track. If no one else starts to run, his legs move like a windmill. A gust of wind.

    After running for eight or nine laps, Ling Jiu did not feel tired at all, but his speed became faster and faster, as if he was sprinting every step, gradually attracting the onlookers of the soldiers next to him.

    After running a few more laps, Ling Jiu was suddenly stopped by a tall soldier. The soldier was a whole head taller than her, looked down at her, and said with a prickly tone: "Little girl, only soldiers are allowed to enter here, no one told you?"

    Ling Jiu stopped, glanced at this man, and calmly Q: "Why didn't anyone tell me just now?"

    At this time, the number of onlookers gradually increased. It seemed that they were all soldiers who had rested after training. Hearing Ling Jiu's question, he couldn't help snickering.

    When the soldier heard others laughing, he couldn't help blushing: "What does the yellow-haired girl know, just now—that, that no one noticed you!"

    Ling Jiu put the backpack on the ground and carefully looked at the soldier's expression. Seriously: "Are you here to find fault?"

    As soon as this sentence came out, a few daring soldiers couldn't help shouting, and there were also a few lieutenant rank in the crowd, but they were obviously looking at the show. There is no meaning to care. The soldiers saw that their elders didn't say anything, and gradually they all started shouting with the beginning of the first few. The content is probably to let the soldier give the little girl a good look and so on.

    Encouraged by everyone, the soldier calmed down, looked Ling Jiu up and down, and a contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I heard that you helped the Sharp Knife Company to complete the mission yesterday? Are you still fighting a hundred evolutionary bodies by yourself? Is there such a thing?"

    "No." Ling Jiu shook his head decisively, only five evolutionary bodies plus countless zombies, not so many as a hundred.

    Everyone burst into laughter, and the soldier was even more proud: "Let me just say, it's definitely not a motherfucker! What kind of sharp knife company, a bunch of recruits who don't know how high the sky is, they have to rely on the girls to help, they're really useless, hahaha Haha!"

    Ling Jiu glanced at them again, unable to understand the spirit of comparison and struggle among the various companies in the barracks, but felt that the group of people in front of them were really annoying, so he pushed the soldier to the side with one hand and said: " Is there anything else? I'll keep running."

    With a slight movement, he pushed a young man who was nearly 1.9 meters away for five or six steps, and he couldn't stand still, and he fell firmly on his buttocks. This is still Ling Jiu's lack of strength. If he used his strength, this person would have to fall and crack his pelvis.

    Everyone was silent for a while, and the soldier didn't react. First, he felt that he must have tripped over something, and then he was furious. He got up and rushed over, shouting: "Damn, a girl is coming too Looking down on people, as expected of the gang of soft eggs raised by Jiandaolian!"

    19. Breakthrough (Part 1)...

    Ling Jiu raised his eyebrows and said nothing, standing quietly watching the soldier rushing over, jealous. The bowl-sized fist slammed towards her viciously, bringing a gust of wind that made people's cheeks hurt.

    Seeing that the fist had been handed to the tip of his nose, Ling Jiu suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the fist, flipped his wrist, and with the huge force of his charge, he lifted him up and threw him behind his back, making a slap. A beautiful over-the-shoulder throw in a textbook style.

    The soldier hadn't reacted yet, but the sky was spinning for a while, and his back was heavy, and he felt that there was no pain in the eyes of Venus. At this moment, the surroundings were silent, and the only thing I could hear was this man lying there with a thin voice and humming.

    "I'm not a soldier, let alone someone who raised me." Ling Jiu looked down at him and said, raised his head and glanced at the vast track and field field, a little regretful, such a good field can only be used for military training...

    Forget it, At the end of the day, not afraid of finding a place to exercise, Ling Jiu thought, raised his foot and stepped over the soldier's leg that was lying on the ground and walked out.

    The rest of the people looked at each other in dismay, and didn't dare to speak for a while, let alone stop her, so Ling Jiu split a path in the crowd just like Moses split the sea.

    "Xiao Jiu, Xiao—" At this time, Zhou Mingyang's familiar loud voice came from the other side, Ling Jiu looked up and saw Feng Yan and Zhou Mingyang walking over, and saw a group of people surrounded here, both of them were Startled, he trotted over.

    "Xiao Jiu, are you alright? My God, why is that person lying down? Xiao Jiu, why are you screaming and killing when you wake up early in the morning? Where is the injury..." Zhou Mingyang looked like he was kissing his daughter. He rushed over, grabbed Ling Jiu's hand and looked up and down, muttering in his mouth, and the whole series of words only made the soldiers on the side embarrassed.

    "I'm fine." Ling Jiu waved Zhou Mingyang's paw with one hand, and asked Feng Yan, "Is there a training ground for soldiers here?"

    "Yes, I'll take you there later." Feng Yan He probably knew what was going on after a glance. It must be the unknowing boys under him who knew that they didn’t need to keep secrets, so they bragged about Ling Jiu’s heroic deeds everywhere. hairy. Needless to say, this kid underground must be one of the provocateurs.

    Thinking of this, Feng Yan couldn't hold back her serious face, and it was extremely hard to hold back her smile. In a blink of an eye, the company commander of the Fifth Company was also beside him. His face was longer than a donkey and darker than charcoal. It seemed that he had been watching the battle for a long time. Although this guy is also the leader of the company, he is one rank lower than himself. He is only a lieutenant in the company, and he has been disgusted with himself for a long time.

    But for now, it's best not to say anything to stimulate him.

    Feng Yan coughed and snorted: "Ahaha, everyone is up so early, you have been training hard these days..." The

    fifth company commander glanced at him with a dark face, then turned around and yelled at his own soldiers: "All What are you doing! Don't you hear the company commander of the Eighth Company? Go to training, go to training! Give me another 20 laps for each row, and when will I have breakfast after running?

    " Eight.

    Feng Yan touched her nose and waved at the soldiers with a smile like a leader. As she walked back, she said to Ling Jiu, "Let's stop exercising. The leaders said they wanted to invite you to join us this morning. Breakfast..."

    Ling Jiu frowned slightly, Zhou Mingyang made a fuss: "No, it's just past six o'clock, the leaders got up early enough."

    "Obtaining the treasure of Xiao Jiu, they were so excited that they didn't fall asleep all night." Feng Yan smiled with a crooked mouth.

    Zhou Mingyang was a little uncomfortable listening, when did Feng Yan change her name to "Xiao Jiu"? Even Cheng Ran and Xie Qing only called her "A Jiu". All along, they were the only ones who called her "Xiao Jiu"... But they were too embarrassed to say it, so they muttered, "I'm so excited. , if that's the case, Deputy Commander Yao becomes Commander Yao, Secretary Ren becomes a member of the Standing Committee, and everyone has to go straight to the Central Committee."

    Feng Yan narrowed her eyes and shook her head: "If a vaccine or antitoxin is really developed, That is the savior of the whole world. If they are more willing to work hard, I am afraid it is not just as simple as being promoted to the central government."

    "Haha, I don't understand these people, it is easy to say in normal times. In the current situation, the huge S city is only There are less than 10,000 people left, how many are left in the whole Z country? Can it reach 100 million? It is impossible to protect myself, and I desperately want to be a bare commander." Zhou Mingyang laughed, "Besides, it's not you. There are immune people in country Z, country M, country E, and country R are so many, they must all want to claim the name of this savior."

    "Yes, yes..." Feng Yan nodded and echoed.

    Ling Jiu used to seldom watch TV and read newspapers due to physical reasons. Except for the necessary enlightenment knowledge such as Chinese and mathematics, he almost ignored everything outside the window. Naturally, she understands the truth, but the conversation between Zhou Mingyang and Feng Yan was a bit too "esoteric" for her. The chip implanted in her brain didn't have anything like officialdom thick and black.

    In the face of violence, all intrigues are paper tigers. Ling Jiu thought like this, stretched out both hands, clenched his fists, and made a creaking sound.

    The stadium is really big, and there are rows of tents for disaster relief everywhere. Occasionally, a few sporadic survivors walk outside the tents. The three walked for about ten minutes and then returned to the athlete reception center. According to Feng Yan, several leaders set the table in the restaurant in the center.

    Going in, Secretary Ren and Lieutenant General Yao were already present, smiling and waving at them.

    Seeing that the high-level officials came earlier than him, Zhou Mingyang felt a little embarrassed even if he was not on the road. Feng Yan even ran over to salute the chiefs, but did not dare to speak out about the brawl on the track and field. know how to explain.

    "Ahaha, Xiao Feng, don't be nervous. You and I, Commander Yao, are happy when we have a happy event. What's so strange about getting up early?" Secretary Ren patted Feng Yan's shoulder, his face exaggeratedly kind.

    However, Ling Jiu couldn't feel the discomfort of the two men at all. Da Lala walked over, pulled out the chair and sat opposite General Yao. Breakfast was set on the table, salted radish, bean curd, corn porridge, and a plate of cut pine flowers. Eggs, this is of course extremely rare in the last days.

    "You can eat, girl, you're welcome!" General Yao said with a smile.

    "Thank you." Ling Jiu nodded and thanked. Although he wasn't hungry, he drank a bowl of porridge and ate some pickles. Seeing Zhou Mingyang and Feng Yan both sitting there uncomfortable, they didn't move their chopsticks much, didn't say anything, just seriously Looking at the two leaders, he said, "You won't be able to last."

    "Ah?"

    "These," Ling Jiu pointed to the delicate breakfast on the table, "wasted." The

    two leaders looked at each other, neither know what to say. Secretary Ren snorted, "Have you thought about it, Ling girl?"

    "No." Ling Jiu answered simply, then got up and picked up her bag and planned to leave.

    Secretary Ren hurriedly stopped: "Hey, girl, don't rush to leave, we haven't finished talking yet!"

    Ling Jiu frowned, suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked: " Do you think I can be immune to zombie viruses?"

    "...Yes," the two leaders were stunned for a moment, then Lieutenant General Yao said, "So I hope you can cooperate vigorously. This is a cause that benefits the country, the people and even the whole of mankind..."

    "Then you rely on that person. In one sentence, do you believe that I was bitten by a zombie?" Ling Jiu asked expressionlessly.

    "Uh—" Lieutenant General Yao and Secretary Ren looked at each other, and Secretary Ren changed the subject: "Ahaha, in fact, your physique is different from ordinary people. In a sense, you are more attractive to us than virus antibodies..."

    "I also want to Think about it for a while." Ling Jiu interrupted him coldly, picked up his bag and strode out of the restaurant, ignoring the people behind him.

    Zhou Mingyang hurriedly nodded at the leaders, got up and chased out. Feng Yan couldn't sit still like a thorn, and looked at the two chiefs with an uneasy expression. When Ling Jiu was away, the two leaders immediately turned their faces down. General Yao waved impatiently, "Go, go, remember to keep her from causing any trouble..."

    Feng Yan trotted out sweating profusely.

    "...Xiao Jiu, what did you plan to do? We've been through weal and woe all the way, anyway, we have to talk to me." Zhou Mingyang saw that Feng Yan hadn't come out yet, so he thought about hurrying and talking to Ling. Nine said a few whispers.

    After all, Feng Yan belonged here, belonged to the army, and was not in the same league with them. Some words were not easy to say in front of him.

    Ling Jiu pursed her lips, pondered for a few seconds, and finally said slowly: "I actually want them to send me directly to the capital."

    "Ha? How?" Zhou Mingyang was at a loss.

    "...It's nothing, you'll know when the time comes." Ling Jiu looked up at the door of the restaurant, Feng Yan had already walked out, and didn't say any more.

    "I said you guys, why don't you even say hello—" Feng Yan walked over and opened her mouth to complain.

    "Take me to the training venue." Ling Jiu said lightly.

    Feng Yan stuck out her tongue at Zhou Mingyang, but said nothing.

    It was almost eight o'clock in the morning, and there were more and more people in the stadium. Feng Yan brought the two of them to the entrance of a relatively secluded venue and said, "The body part strength training hall has a lot of heavy equipment, so it should be quite suitable for you."

    Ling Jiu was noncommittal and walked in first. The venue covers a large area, and it is neatly divided into different areas according to functions, and a lot of sports equipment are placed. Everything seems to be the same, only the mottled blood left on the ground and equipment indicates the killings that took place here.

    However, the three of them did not pay attention to these, but focused their attention on a few people not far away. Although the stadium can basically guarantee absolute safety, ordinary civilians do not have the leisure to go to such a remote place in the morning. of.

    Ling Jiu looked at one of them, his eyes narrowed suddenly, and his eyes became sharp.

    "It's you!" Zhou Mingyang had already called out.

    Those few people were startled, turned around and saw Ling Jiu, their faces suddenly became extremely ugly.

    It was the two brothers of the Fa family, An Jie, and the one whose face was so tightly wrapped that only two eyes were exposed, but judging from the clothes, it was Xu Kun.

    20. Breakthrough (middle)...

    Xu Kun was half lying on a wheelchair, his eyes were looking straight at Ling Jiu, his whole body trembled slightly, causing the wheelchair to squeak non-stop. There was a screeching sound in his throat, very excited.

    The faces of the remaining three people were a little uncomfortable. The Fajia brothers hesitated for a while, but they came over. An Jie stood behind the wheelchair and pretended not to see Ling Jiu.

    "Cheng Ran, you are..." Seeing that Ling Jiu didn't mean to speak, and Feng Yan was watching the show, Zhou Mingyang had to clear his throat.

    "Cough, Xu Kun is stuffy in the ward every day. He's feeling better today. Let's take him out to get some air." Fa Chengran coughed dryly, turned his eyes to Ling Jiu, and showed a smile. The meaning of joy was quite real: " Ah Jiu, it's great that you're okay, I heard some rumors about you in the base..."

    "Miss Ling is now a big celebrity in the S city base." Fa Chengyan spoke from the side, still unchanged With a gentle smile, "It seems that even the deputy commander and the secretary appreciate you..."

    Ling Jiu frowned, impatient with such meaningless saliva greetings, glanced at them, and asked, "Is something wrong?"

    Fa Chengyan was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "Miss Ling is still so refreshing and straightforward."

    "It's okay, I'm exercising." Ling Jiu threw off a sentence, walked to the equipment that looked the largest, and studied it for more than a dozen years. In seconds, all the weights were pulled down with a slam, hitting the steel bracket at the bottom with a loud bang. Then, he sat on the seat provided by the equipment, with his legs stretched out together, and his feet in the two sleeves in front of him. As his knees bent and stretched, the large pile of black and heavy weights kept rising and falling. Incredibly fast.

    Zhou Mingyang looked at Ling Jiu's movements and couldn't help swallowing: "Well, those things don't seem to be light..."

    "Regular national standard lower body muscle strength exerciser, the weight of all the weights combined is one hundred and eighteen. Ten kilograms." Feng Yan sighed and patted Zhou Mingyang's shoulder.

    Zhou Mingyang felt that his legs were inexplicably sore, and he couldn't help grinning.

    "That, famous..." Fa Chengran suddenly took a picture.