Chapter 1119 Zombie Antidote?

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Liu Pengfei put the extra splint on the table next to him, and He Feng's entire leg was covered with a plaster board and fixed with a splint.

"You have a broken calf bone, it will take one to three months to heal, don't do strenuous exercise during this period, and rest more." Liu Pengfei stood up, took off his gloves, and said to He Feng lightly.

"Three, three months? So long?!" He Feng asked in surprise.

Liu Pengfei nodded and said:

"You are relatively young, and the recovery speed may be faster. It may not take three months. Don't worry, the recovery period of bone fracture is relatively long."

"Okay."

He Feng lowered his head, and saw Liu Pengfei was about to leave the medical room, so he quickly raised his head and said: "Thank you, Dr. Liu, for bothering you."

Liu Pengfei smiled and said: "This is my job, you're welcome."

After Liu Pengfei left, He Chao also sent one of his men to give him some basic living supplies and brought a crutch.

"Come on, let's see if it works?" Zhuzi handed the cane to Hefeng and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Brother Wang." Hefeng said quickly.

Through the brief contact just now, he already knew the name of the man in front of him, Wang Zhu.

"Why Brother Wang? Just call me Zhuzi." Zhuzi smiled honestly.

"Okay, Brother Wang." Hefeng still kept the original name.

He either called everyone he met in the base brother or sister. If someone had a little status, he would call them by their position, keeping his attitude very low.

Because he clearly understood that the Dazhangshu Base did not owe him anything, but was willing to support him for a few months for free and healed his broken leg.

He had some idea in his mind.

In any force, basically no idle people will be supported. Even in the Northern Federation, due to the large number of people, medical care is difficult to guarantee.

If it is not a very important person, if he is seriously injured, they will not waste precious medicines for treatment, then that person can only wait to die in the end.

Even though there is no guarantee, many people still want to join the combat team, just to get a job and get relatively sufficient food, so that they can feed themselves and their families.

Hearing that He Feng still called him Brother Wang, Zhuzi scratched his head, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face. It was the first time he heard someone call him that.

This young man is quite polite.

He thought so in his heart.

"Let me take you to familiarize yourself with the environment." Zhuzi said to He Feng.

"Okay, thank you."

He Feng used the crutches that Zhuzi had just given him, propped himself up, put one foot on the ground, and walked forward slowly.

"Is it still useful?" Zhuzi asked.

He Feng turned his head and smiled and said, "It's quite useful."

Zhuzi saw that he was using the crutches quite well, so he walked out the door.

The two walked out the door, and Zhuzi pointed to the greenhouse in the distance and said, "That's where we grow food crops."

"The place we are in now is a residential building, which is generally where people from the outer city live."

"Did you see those greenhouses?" Zhuzi asked.

He Feng looked at the greenhouses on the far right, where people were coming in and out one after another. He nodded and said, "I see, what is that?"

"You should know the four-level system of Dazhangshu. All are upgraded according to contributions, from cooperative staff to non-staff staff, and then to outer city and inner city staff." Zhuzi explained.

Then he continued, "As for those greenhouses, because the weather has been too cold recently, they are for non-staff and cooperative staff to live in. Although they are small, they also have heating and can provide shelter."

When He Feng heard that there was heating, his eyes were full of admiration and he said, "It's good."

You know, in the Northern Federation, unless some high-level people could enjoy heating luxuriously, ordinary people could not enjoy it.

The reason is very simple, it consumes too much energy.

The population base of the Northern Federation is large, so most people can only force their way through the extremely cold and hot weather.

He didn't expect that here in the Dazhangshu base, a cooperative staff at the lowest level could actually have heating.

He had experienced extremely hot weather. At that time, he and his teammates would fetch water from the river and then stay in the room to escape the heat.

Thinking of this, he remembered that he joined as a non-staff member, so he said awkwardly: "I am still a non-staff member now, can I live here?"

Zhu Zi scratched his head and said: "It should be possible. You are a special case. Anyway, you can stay in the medical room with peace of mind."

"Okay." He Feng did not continue to talk about this topic.

"Come, this is the bathroom." Zhu Zi took him to the residential building to find out where to go to the toilet and take a shower.

"Your leg is injured. Well, I guess you can't take a shower recently."

"This is the toilet."

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Zhu Zi gave him a general introduction and then took him back to the medical room.

"Your leg is injured. It may be boring to stay in the medical room all the time. We have a library here. I can help you borrow books. I will give you a list of books later. I will help you borrow them when the time comes." Zhu Zi said enthusiastically.

When He Feng heard that there was a library, he was shocked and dazed. There was no such thing in the huge Northern Federation.

So he clasped his fists and said, "I really don't know how to thank you, Brother Wang."

"It's a small matter. I won't be with you for a while. If you have anything, you can come to me. I live next door." Zhu Zhu finally said.

"Sure, you're busy."

Watching Zhu Zhu's leaving figure, He Feng was stunned for a while.

The Da Zhangshu Base was located in the mountains. It was hard for him to imagine that there would be such a large base in such a remote place.

And from what he knows so far, all the facilities in this base are very complete, including even a library.

"It's so nice here." He Feng looked at everything outside the door with inexplicably complicated eyes.

northwest.

Further west of Lan City, nearly 800 kilometers away.

Yu City.

It has been a military center since ancient times.

The land is vast and the people are sparse.

It was a harsh environment before the apocalypse, but it was an excellent place after the zombie outbreak.

To the north is a terrifying desert, inaccessible to people.

In the south, there are mountainous plateaus and glaciers in the Gobi.

A corridor from east to west, narrow.

It naturally forms a place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

What's more, the majestic ancient city wall still exists today, and in ancient times it was known as the most majestic pass in the world.

The lack of rainfall and the small zombie base make this place develop quite well.

More importantly, this place was also an important military location before the end of the world.

Yu city center.

A large house with closed windows.

The room was filled with mist, and a layer of water vapor condensed on the windows. But it was quickly frozen into white frost.

A middle-aged man wearing a casual POLO shirt picked up a piece of mutton roll with his chopsticks and put it into the copper pot.

On the table, there are also fresh South American prawns and hairy crabs.

This is all because this place has salt-alkali land. After the outbreak of the apocalypse, the ocean is full of zombies. In addition, due to the ocean pollution caused by nuclear leakage, basically no one can eat fresh seafood.

But here, two hairy crabs with their pincers still moving are right in front of them.

The man dropped the South American prawns into the copper pot, smiled and said to himself:

"It's not bad. I didn't expect that besides potatoes, sweet potatoes, yams, vermicelli, this place also has seafood like this."

Just at this time.

Suddenly, an older-looking man came in outside the door. He had white hair and a neatly trimmed beard, but his hair was in braids. He looked both fashionable and stable.

"Boss." After the trendy old man came in, he bowed his head and said to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man wearing an exquisite POLO shirt slowly put down his chopsticks and wiped his hands with a hot towel.

He took a sip of melted snow mountain water and asked calmly: "What's the matter?"

The trendy old man said:

"Ma Laoliu asked again, asking us to give him the zombie antidote."

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Xiao Ma wants it so much, but this thing is immature, the success rate is too low, it has no effect, and there are serious side effects after use."

As he spoke, he stopped, thought for a while, and then said, "What can he give?"

The trendy old man said quickly: "From now on, it will be under our jurisdiction. In addition, we can provide food, cattle and sheep every month."

"Ha!" The middle-aged man sneered.

"Xiao Ma is so smart. How dare he disobey me now?"

His eyes flickered, and he said again:

"Okay, promise to give it to him, and let him test it over there. The success rate of this thing is extremely low, and the test period is very long, and the sequelae will be great. You ask him not to use it too widely, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

"In addition, you can also ask biological research experts to go over for clinical observation to see the effect."

The trendy old man nodded and said: "Okay, boss."

"By the way, boss, I have news about the cancer drug development team you asked me to find."

The middle-aged man in a POLO shirt stood up instantly, his eyes gleaming and asked: "Where are you?"

The reason why he was so excited was because of the antidote research. After studying it for so long, he was stuck on a core issue and could not make a breakthrough.

Only by finding the core team that developed the cancer needle can the problem be solved. However, after the apocalypse broke out, that team disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

Seeing how excited the boss was, the trendy old man quickly said: "According to the information collected so far, the cancer needle is a pharmaceutical company owned by a multinational group before the end of the world, and behind it is the Gan family. Gan Xiong."

"Gan Xiong, is that Lao Deng? I know. Then what?" the middle-aged man asked.

The old man continued: "There are two rumors. One is that when the government led the team to evacuate to the west, they encountered a zombie wave, and they didn't know if there were any survivors."

"The other thing is that after the team successfully withdrew westward, the government officials protected the team and stayed with Gan Xiong and the others."

The middle-aged man frowned, thought for a while and said:

"That old man from Gan Xiong, he was definitely one of the first ones to know about the existence of zombies. It's all his fault. You first find out the power of Gan Xiong. No matter what method you use, bring that team to me." Get it!"

The trendy old man nodded quickly and said: "I understand, boss!"

"Yeah." The man didn't reply, and stretched out his hand to indicate that he could go down.

I picked up the South American prawns with my chopsticks and peeled them off.

He frowned, took a bite and spit it out.

"This meat is old."

The trendy old man resigned, also frowning.

Gan Xiong did a good job of keeping secrets. He also put in some effort before reporting, but he still didn't find out where Gan Xiong built the base.

Now we only know a rough location, west of M City.

After all, they evacuated to the west.

They are nearly 3,000 kilometers away from M City, which is a long distance.

The search range is too large.

And they are also far away from the central part. Since they fled here after the outbreak of the apocalypse, they have rarely gone out.

Thinking about it, he thought of Ma Laoliu.

He thought to himself: "Maybe I can find Xiao Ma and ask him to help find out."

He raised his head and walked outside.

Yellow sand filled the sky, looking at the tall city walls in the distance, and further away, there was a row of super long barbed wire, isolating the desert.

Oil City.

In the evening, just as it was getting dark.

A helicopter slowly landed in the oil city.

After Lao Bi, He Ma and Ding Shan came down, they caught up with dinner.

Park the helicopter there temporarily and have dinner first.

In the canteen in the oil city.

Li Yu saw Lao Bi and others coming in.

He waved and asked them to come over.

"City Lord."

"City Lord."

"City Lord."

The three people hurriedly called Li Yu when they saw him.

Li Yu put down the tableware in his hand, wiped his mouth and asked: "Is everything done? How is He Feng? Can he be treated well?"

Lao Bi said awkwardly: "Time is too short. After we sent him to the big camphor tree base, we drove another helicopter back. It turned out that the helicopter still had to unload medical supplies and refuel. We were afraid that we would not be able to get back before dark."

Li Yu nodded and said:

"It's okay, I will contact the big camphor tree base to ask later. You go to eat first. After eating, refuel the helicopter. Tomorrow we will go to the Northern Federation."

Lao Bi and the other two hurriedly said: "Understood."

Then the three turned around and left, taking their own rice bowls to get food.

After Li Yu was full, he picked up his tableware, washed it, and left the cafeteria.

Speaking of Su Yuan's sister Su Qian, she cooks really well. The ingredients are simple and simple, but the taste is actually quite good.

After leaving the cafeteria, Li Yu went up the wall and took a look around.

Walking a hundred steps after a meal was a habit he developed when he was at the Camphor Tree Base, and he still kept it after he came to the Oil City.

He walked to the east gate of the wall, and saw that the wall had been repaired to the point of being almost repaired. He nodded and walked over from the temporary construction site.

The power of the heavy artillery was too strong. The wall had been repaired for a long time, and now it was finally almost repaired.

The main reason was that the height of the wall was nearly 20 meters. If it was only three or four meters high, it would probably take half a day to repair.

After a round, he was quite satisfied with the repair work of the four holes. It seemed that when he came back from the Northern Federation, this place would definitely be repaired.

Moreover, last time I heard from my second uncle that the fourth outer city of the Camphor Tree Base was about to be built, and then hundreds of acres of land could be reclaimed and greenhouses could be built to grow food.

Everything was getting better and better.

Thinking of this, he remembered the four suggestions based on strategic alliance cooperation mentioned by Tiger Lord last time. One of them is to establish a market jointly managed by the two parties, and then the market can be used for trading.

There is no need to trade with South Paradise every time outside the Oil City, which is not safe.

"This market is feasible. It can attract some other survivors and can also exchange what they have, but it is best to build it near the Oil City." Li Yu murmured.

(Seeking monthly tickets)