Apocalypse: Summoning Endless Insect Swarms

"Brother Feng, are you thinking about Fatty? In fact, he can usually be considered helpful. This time it is really a mess."

Han Bing kept silent after seeing Liu Feng come back, thinking he was upset about the fat man.

In the last days, abandoning a leg is no different from a dead person, unless someone can always take care of him.

But this idea is too extravagant, usually people around can't do it.

"Fatty is our companion after all. As long as he doesn't cause trouble, we will take care of him for as long as we can in the future."

Liu Feng has been adhering to the principle of not giving up or giving up.

The fat man got into trouble this time, but he was not guilty of death. Other people must be looking at his attitude towards the fat man.

If you throw him out to fend for himself at this time, it is better not to save him in the first place.

"Brother Feng, I will definitely watch him well in the future. Anyway, if we don't leave here during this time, the fat guy can't get offended even if he wants to cause trouble."

Han Bing was relieved when he heard Liu Feng's words. He was afraid that Liu Fengcheng would order him to throw the fat man out.

He has always been the most loyal, he is afraid that he will not be able to do it.

"Han Bing, I have something to tell you, but don't tell anyone else."

When Liu Feng saw Han Bing want to leave, he quietly stopped him.

In his team, Han Bing's psychological endurance is the strongest.

Today they offended a powerful person, and it is very likely that there will be a large-scale melee here tomorrow.

And more importantly, he and A Li and Feng Wu are probably already infected.

"You are infected!"

Han Bing screamed out, and then blocked his mouth.

Liu Feng is the spiritual pillar and source of strength for their entire team. If he is infected, it means that this team will be wiped out.

"Brother Feng, this is impossible. It has been more than two hours since you came back. If we were to get sick, we would have been bitten to death long ago."

Han Bing shook his head and denied this idea.

Under normal circumstances, it takes only ten to twenty minutes to be infected by a zombie virus. Even if it is an individual difference, it will not exceed thirty minutes.

Liu Feng is a genetic warrior. Perhaps he has a special physique and has a slower onset, but A Li and Feng Wu are just ordinary people, and it is absolutely impossible for such a delayed onset to occur all the time.

"Brother Feng, although I don't know much about the virus, droplet transmission seems unlikely. We kill so many zombies every day, and blood splashes everywhere. If it was really droplet transmission, humans would have died."

Han Bing had dealt with zombies for a while, thinking that this method of transmission was not credible.

Even in a fully enclosed area, the virus must reach a certain concentration, and it is possible to form aerosols in the air and just touch human wounds.

According to Liu Feng's description, the hospital has such a large area, and there are windows around it that can lead to the outside for air circulation, which does not conform to this rule.

"You mean that we only inhaled a certain amount of virus, but the concentration was not enough to prevent the disease?"

Liu Feng feels that Han Bing's words are somewhat reasonable. Humans know very little about this virus, and even those researchers who created it may not be able to grasp all its characteristics.

Maybe, the three of them are the lucky ones who escaped the doctrine of a few percent probability.

But even so, Liu Feng still asked for the three of them to be isolated on the third floor.

Twenty-four hours later, if they have not shown signs of illness, they have passed this test.

"Brother Han Bing, Brother Feng, what are they doing? They didn't sleep all night after tossing, and they had to move downstairs to live."

Feng Wen felt a little abnormal after seeing this situation. Many of the glass in the space downstairs had been damaged, and it was almost a semi-open space. Liu Feng and the others had never been safe upstairs when they slept.

"Brother Feng naturally has a plan. Since we plan to live in this town, we can't guard this place. We must have an overall plan."

Han Bing didn't tell other people about Liu Feng and the others about the possible infection, but stood silently for a day and night.

After Liu Feng determined that this was just an oolong, he returned to the space upstairs.

However, they did not spend these twenty-four hours in vain, but clearly drew the location map of the hospital.

"Brother Feng, we should kill them back. They are too bullying and made me worry all night for nothing!"

Feng Wu felt relieved after he learned that he was not infected, but a feeling of being deceived lingered on him.

It made him want to take all the living people and zombies in that hospital into the pot.

"Isn't it okay to worry about nothing, do you still want to get sick?"

Liu Feng was thankful that this incident was a false alarm. He pushed Feng Wu to Feng Wen and asked him to take care of his brother.

"Brother Feng, what action plan do you have, is to find the people inside to solve it, or simply occupy this hospital? Judging from the picture you drew, there are more protective equipment here than in this small town."

Han Bing analyzed the strategic advantages of the entire hospital. The external wall of this hospital is three meters high, far exceeding the external wall standards of ordinary buildings, and the outside is a large area of ​​unobstructed lawn with excellent design vision.

The final result is that the communication equipment inside is complete, the materials are complete, and there are many rooms.

With a little rest, it can accommodate thousands of people living in it at the same time, which is much better than guarding the place in Limin Town.

"Yes, these things are indeed arranged in advance, but they are not afraid of zombies coming in, but to prevent people from escaping from this place."

Liu Feng broke the mystery of this hospital. It is not so much a hospital as it is a prison disguised as a hospital.

It is absolutely impossible for the patients who live in to be free, and the day they are not discharged at all will become experimental materials.

"Brother Feng, come here, I have a major discovery here."

Lao Ge walked to Liu Feng's model room in protective clothing and waved at him, but he made an important reminder that everyone who approached him should wear protective clothing.

"What's the matter? How did you dress like this?"

Liu Feng felt that Lao Ge's appearance was a bit strange, much like the infected young man in the previous hospital.

Lao Ge took Liu Feng to a model room on the corner, which was relatively closed and had no contact with other places.

Now it has been transformed into a small laboratory by him.

Lao Ge pointed to a small bottle on the aseptic operating table. There was the blood used by the patients in the hospital for testing, and it must have been brought back in a box by A Li in a panic.

"Brother Feng, I suspect that someone is making zombies, or that there is the source of the zombie virus."