Real Apocalypse Game

This is a work permit.

Qicheng Epidemic Prevention Center?

What is the position of a first-level incinerator?

Turning over the work card, three crooked words appeared.

kill me

These three words were written in blood, but they had dried to brown, and the twisted handwriting showed endless pain and struggle.

These skinners were once human!

Shen Feng suddenly found that the work permit was shaking violently.

He was stunned for a moment, then raised his left hand and grabbed the wrist of his right hand.

It was his hands that were shaking.

When I now confirm my own safety, my inner fear begins to be released little by little.

All this, for a person who was still living in a peaceful age yesterday, the impact was too great.

In terms of age, he is just an ordinary high school student after all.

Fatigue gradually came up, Shen Feng grabbed the broken work card, held the heavy shotgun, and fell asleep.

Only by smelling the smell of gunpowder can he feel at ease...

The next morning, Shen Feng suddenly woke up from his deep sleep, pointed the shotgun forward, and pulled the trigger.

After seeing the tightly blocked door in front of him, he suddenly relaxed.

There is already a shimmer of light in the police armory room, and you can see everything around you clearly.

It's already daytime.

He took out his phone and looked at it, it was 8:17 in the morning.

I don't know if it was modified by the game software or not. The power of the mobile phone is amazing. At this time, it still maintains 99% of the power, and there is almost no power loss.

Before Shen Feng was a little worried, if the phone was turned off after two days and the app of "Real Doomsday Game" could not be opened, how would he go back.

Now it seems that there is no need to worry about this.

From the backpack, he took out the jerky and boiled water to eat and drink. Shen Feng packed up his things and moved away the obstacles at the door.

First, I listened to the door for a few minutes to make sure that there was no noise outside, and then I opened the door and walked out.

The building was quiet, everything that happened yesterday seemed like a dream.

When I came to the hall on the second floor, the sweet smell of blood rushed to my face, and an Asura field appeared.

The flames went out last night, and in the end, they could only be identified by the faint starlight, and Shen Feng didn't know what was going on.

At this time, I finally saw the tragic scene in the hall.

More than a dozen skinners fell to the ground, and the blood had dried up and turned into a thin layer against the ground.

It's just that their faces all have a look of relief...

A closer look at the appearance of these skinners is more terrifying than imagined.

They all have no external sexual characteristics, so they can't tell the difference between male and female. Most of the skinners have no strands on their bodies. Only two or three are still wearing tattered clothes, some of which have been torn into strips.

However, one of the tall skinners was very special. He even wore a worn leather jacket on his upper body.

Although several holes have been ground, the leather jacket is of excellent quality and is still intact.

Shen Feng walked over with a gun and saw a few mottled words on the chest of the jacket:

Qicheng Epidemic Prevention Center***

This is a uniform.

The tall skinned man had a faint smile on his face. Although he had no face and his eyes were bulging out, he seemed very serene.

A palm-sized rectangle stands out in the pocket of the coat.

The zipper of the pocket was pulled tightly, Shen Feng took out the dagger, cut open the jacket, and then took out the contents.

A small black buckled notebook with the words "Work Notes" stamped on the cover.

Shen Feng's eyes lit up, if this person was a *** employee of the epidemic prevention center, his work notes must have recorded the reason for the skinner's mutation!

Putting the notebook aside, Shen Feng didn't have time to check the contents.

Yesterday, he had accepted the task of "collecting ten skinned brain tissue samples" released by the game, and he had to complete this task as soon as possible.

He was also very curious about what rewards he could get.

"How is skinned brain tissue preserved? Is tissue sample extraction possible now?"

Shen Feng opened the "Real Doomsday Game" app and asked directly.

I think this thing should be able to respond to voice.

Sure enough, a line of words appeared on the phone screen:

The brain tissue sample is about to lose its activity completely. Please immediately extract the sample, more than 100 grams each, put it in a glass, and put it in the safe of the director's office on the second floor after the collection is complete.

What the **** is this request?

Shen Feng was stunned for a moment, and continued to ask:

"Would a normal glass be enough? Could a brain tissue sample be contaminated?"

Even if he is a high school student, he knows about bacterial contamination.

Besides, what the **** is in the safe in the director's office? Is there anyone else who can't get it?

A line of words appeared on the screen again: Just follow the mission requirements strictly.

Well, you max, listen to you.

Shen Feng found a few glasses from an office next to him and put them aside, took the dagger and axe, squatted in front of the scarlet head of a skinner, took a deep breath, and murmured:

"I'm a doctor...I'm a doctor...I'm a fearless forensic doctor...I want to find the truth behind the case..."

Knife up and down.

About an hour later, Shen Feng held ten glasses on a dusty tray, walked into the director's office, and found a large rusty safe.

In each glass, there was a small sample of brain tissue that had just been removed.

Shen Feng put ten samples into the safe one by one, and then closed the door of the safe.

After staring at the door of the safe for about ten seconds, Shen Feng took a deep breath, opened the door again, and saw that the safe was empty at this time!

The ten brain tissue samples were all gone!

Sure enough, as he guessed, the mysterious force behind the "real doomsday game" can directly take these things away!

I originally thought that I would be able to see the mastermind behind the scenes in this world, but it seemed that there was no drama.

Then he returned to the police equipment room again, took off the blood-stained clothes, and changed into a clean one, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

During the autopsy process just now, he didn't know how many times he vomited, but fortunately, he has gradually adapted to it later, and the technique is not so rough.

I knew I wouldn't eat breakfast.

Putting the shotgun at hand, Shen Feng took out the small black leather notebook from the skinner from his pocket and began to look carefully:

Work notes

Zhang Hui

Special notes for stone statue disease prevention

"Today is the first day of the establishment of the Epidemic Prevention Center, and it is also the first day when I was seconded from the CDC and became an incinerator...

Researchers from the National Academy of Sciences specially came to give you business training...

The latest mutated virus of stone statue disease is an air-borne type, and every critically ill patient will become a huge source of infection after being completely petrified~www.wuxiahere.com~ Burial will only pollute the soil and groundwater, cutting off the source of infection must completely destroy the stone statue The most economical and quickest way at present is to incinerate...

The crematorium in the city has been completely requisitioned, and many crematorium workers have also been temporarily transferred to become incinerators.

What kind of disease is this? It's even scarier than Ebola! "

…

"After wearing the special incineration suit, the whole body is black, and the filter of the special gas mask looks like a bird's beak.

Haha, never thought that one day I, a former medical worker, would become an ominous sign of feudal superstition...

It's only been a week, and they actually started giving us guns...

Incinerators are infected every day, but according to news from the headquarters, the first batch of vaccines from the National Academy of Sciences is about to be successfully trial-produced, and the top incinerators across the country will be the first to enjoy vaccine benefits.

There's only this good news, and hopefully when it's all over, we'll be remembered heroes instead of being forgotten like the heroes of Chernobyl..."

…

"It has been more than two months since I joined the ****, and I drive my car every day to search for stone statues in the city, and I can't remember how many stone statues have been burned.

The guy I met today who hid the stone statue in private is dead, saying that his wife is still alive, but only in the form of a stone statue... What a poor lunatic, don't you know that the hidden stone statue can be executed on the spot?

He was infected himself, and the skin has hardened, sorry..."

…

"A strange thing happened today! The stone statue! The stone statue that I pushed into the incinerator with my own hands, the stone statue of the little girl, seems to be… it seems to be screaming in the fire!"