My Cell Game

"Are there any vacancies?" Qiu Xuening's eyes lit up next to her.

She called Jiang Zuo before, mainly because she wanted to help Jiang Zuo.

After all, she has no relatives in Nanyang City, so she came to Nanyang City to perform a mission.

It just so happens that Jiang Zuo's games suit her taste very well, and Jiang Zuo and her can be regarded as able to chat.

Qiu Xuening is very optimistic about the prospect of cell online, and is still waiting for the day when it will be rolled out to the whole country. Maybe it's Aiwujiwu, maybe it's because he doesn't want Cell Online to fall in its infancy, Qiu Xuening wants to help Jiang Zuo get a position.

But Qiu Xuening is not that kind of willful person, and her friendship with Jiang Zuo has not reached the point where she must help.

She had nothing to do when she was evacuating, and she remembered Jiang Zuo who had met once, so she casually told Lu Wu that if there is a spare quota, leave one for her, she has a friend who needs it.

In fact, this situation is very normal. It's very rare that you go through life and death like that. More often, it's this kind of care. It's not good for me to help or not, but if I like the other person, I can help, and if I don't like the other person or I don't know each other, I can choose to ignore it.

The so-called noble people help each other, which is almost the case. At different levels, sometimes it's really just a matter of casual words. But just this casual sentence may be able to change a person's fate.

If Jiang Zuo hadn't met Shu Ran, and if Jiang Zuo hadn't had a massive helium bowl, ethyl titanium as a support, then Qiu Xuening might have been able to decide whether Jiang Zuo would live or die in this blood wave with a single thought.

"The rest of the quota can only be evacuated in the second batch. Unless you are a direct family member, you can't evacuate in the first batch." Lu Wu said, and handed an envelope to Qiu Xuening, "This envelope is The pass order to the air-raid shelter, told him to enter with the pass order, only the certificate will not recognize the person! It cannot be reissued, and we will not be responsible for any loss.”

"Okay, please trouble Uncle Lu Wu." Qiu Xuening thanked, took the envelope containing the pass order, and dialed Jiang Zuo's phone number.

Jiang Zuo in the hospital almost forgot about Qiu Xuening's phone call. Unexpectedly, an hour later, Qiu Xuening called again.

"Hello?"

"Jiang Zuo, listen. Send me your address now, and you will receive an envelope later. Don't ask anything. If, I mean, if, you are in any danger, remember, hold This envelope, run to the expressway around the city, and hand the envelope to the person there."

"What?" Jiang Zuo frowned.

"You don't ask anything, and you don't need to know. Tell me your address."

If Jiang Zuo was an ordinary person, he would definitely be confused at the moment. But fortunately, Jiang Zuo knew about the existence of Blood Tide and Qiu Xuening's identity.

When the two were connected, and after a little association, Jiang Zuo wanted to understand the whole story.

It is estimated that the CDC started a secret evacuation, and Qiu Xuening got himself an evacuation quota.

To say that the Center for Disease Control and Prevention is also very powerful, the secret evacuation was done seamlessly, and I didn't notice it at all.

But having said that, why did Qiu Xuening prepare a spot for me? Do we know each other well?

And I can't use this quota.

Having said that, Jiang Zuo's heart must be essential, and Jiang Zuo's favor must be remembered.

"Okay, okay, I'm on the 17th floor of the First Hospital." Jiang Zuo announced his location.

"Are you hospitalized? Wait, the 17th floor? Isn't that the ward for blood-death patients?" Qiu Xuening subconsciously blurted out, "Are you suffering from blood-death disease?"

"Yeah." Jiang Zuo nodded in agreement.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, Qiu Xuening did not expect Jiang Zuo to be infected with blood death.

The life of a bloodshot patient is destined to be short. Is it worth it to give a precious place to a person whose time is numbered?

In the next second, Qiu Xuening said: "Okay, you wait in your ward, and I will send someone to deliver the envelope to you."

Worth it or not, it doesn't matter. In the eyes of ordinary people, this quota is extremely important and needs to be carefully considered, but in the eyes of Qiu Xuening, it is just a quota, and it is given to everyone.

Sometimes, it's really just a matter of words.

After hanging up the phone, within 20 minutes, Dong Yan knocked on the door of the ward and handed Jiang Zuo a dark gray envelope, saying that it was a letter from one of Jiang Zuo's relatives.

After receiving the envelope, Jiang Zuo opened it and saw that there was a blank card inside.

There is no mark on the card, and there is no words about "Blood Tide, Token". It is so ordinary that no one may pick it up if it falls on the ground.

"It seems that the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention has started to make movement. Are you doing a good job of keeping secrets?" Jiang Zuo played with the card for a while, and put it in his pocket.

Jiang Zuo can't use this card for the time being, but it might come in handy sometime. Keep it first, it can be regarded as leaving a way out for yourself.

"I don't know what role the CDC will play in the blood tide." Jiang Zuo said to himself, "Just those few judges, they definitely can't kill all the Deadpools in the city. It seems that they didn't kill all the Deadpools. Prepare. Then what are they doing in Nanyang City? Just to protect some important people?"

Jiang Zuo shook his head, he felt that the purpose of the CDC would not be that simple.

It is too extravagant to use dozens of judges to protect important people, and the direct descendants of the royal family probably cannot enjoy this kind of treatment.

The most likely scenario is that protecting important people is just incidental, and the dozens of judges in the CDC will definitely play an important role in the blood tide.

Suddenly, Jiang Zuo thought of what happened in the swimming pool last time. Last time in the swimming pool, besides the clown and the CDC, there was also a faction that Jiang Zuo had never seen before, which seemed to be called the Shengren Treatment Institute.

That faction seems to have control over Deadpool!

Could it be that the mission of the CDC is to deal with Shengren in the tide of blood?

Jiang Zuo currently has very little information, and he can only deduce the situation that he may encounter next from the incomplete information.

On the other side of Nanyang City, in the endless dense forest, snow covered the forest into a white ocean.

In the deepest part of the forest, under the white camouflage, the screams in the Shengren Treatment Hospital became more and more loud.

In the basement of the treatment house, in the dark passage, a group of judges wearing the clothes of the treatment house walked silently in the darkness, walking towards the iron gate at the deepest part of the passage.

The heavy iron door opened slowly. Behind the iron door was an iron seat made of cement and black iron.

Sitting on the seat was a deadpool with a serious face and the smell of black blood all over his body.

"The tide of blood is coming?" Deadpool on the seat opened his mouth slowly, speaking intermittently with his hoarse voice.

A row of inquisitors half-knelt down in unison, and the leader was the 21st-level inquisitor who came down from the air.

The judge at level 21 replied respectfully: "Return to my king, the tide of blood is coming."