The Infinite Journey of Cruelty

In the morning, Rob was woken up by the watch on the bedside table. Before he opened his eyes, he felt Sam's big tongue licking back and forth on his face.

After the thoughts in his mind recovered a little, he immediately got up, rubbed the dog's head first, and then started a regular life for a day.

"How was your sleep last night? That sound shocked me!"

After greeting the dog Sam, Rob started his morning routine, washing and exercising. He took Sam to run two kilometers on the treadmill. After taking a shower, he entered the laboratory transformed into the basement of the villa by himself to check the vaccine. sample situation.

Put on the white lab coat full of ceremonial sense, get some hand sanitizer, wash his hands, Rob's expression is somewhat bad.

Because today may be the same as many times before, it will be a disappointing day.

But at the same time, he was constantly thinking about the loud noise he heard from the direction of the Empire State Building last night. What was it?

bomb? Not quite like it, but what was it that made the sound?

Was it made by zombies, or...human?

The foam on his hands has been washed away by the water, Rob shook his head, grabbed a disposable tissue and wiped his hands dry.

For the time being, I stopped thinking about the outside world, pushed open the second iron door, and Rob walked into the laboratory.

Opened the compartment, woke up the computer on the workbench, turned on the video recording function, and recorded his face to the portable camera.

"Dr. Rob, on September 21, 2015, the GA-391 serum, the animal experiment began to be recorded."

After saying this routine sentence, Rob put the camera above the display screen on his glasses, put it on, and entered the simple biology laboratory in the glass compartment.

After turning off the UV light, the black cloth covering the glass cage was lifted.

Immediately, the originally quiet hairless mice became manic in an instant, constantly hitting the glass plate and shouting maniacally at Rob.

If you don't know what the shouting sounds like, you can refer to Angry Lemmings.

Looking at the row of manic mice, Rob began to record, "Compounds 1, 3, 4... did not respond, compounds 2, 5, 6... killed the host."

After reading out the failed experiment subjects one after another, Rob's tone became calmer and calmer. He experienced a lot of disappointment, and he became accustomed to it...

"and many more!"

It's just that after he finished reading the numbers of all the rats killed by the new drug, the hairless rat that was judged dead in a cage on the edge of the shelf suddenly moved.

His heart suddenly jumped up. Although his reason kept telling himself that he couldn't make judgments so early, Rob still couldn't restrain it.

Approaching the cage, leaned down to observe the mouse in the cage.

The mice all fell off after being infected with KV virus, their pupils lost their proper feedback to strong light stimulation, the muscles on the body became much firmer, and the skin seemed to have gotten rid of the pain.

The hairless mouse was wiggling its nose quietly and curiously in its cage just like before it was caught and injected with the virus.

Besides, the color of this hairless mouse is slightly different from other hairless mice.

After carefully observing the hairless rat, Rob looked a little more expectant, took out a small flashlight and irradiated the quiet hairless rat, and recorded: "Local pigment recovery, slight pupil constriction, GA-391 serum compound No. 6, the next step is human testing."

His experiment is to make those zombies infected with the KV virus turn back into humans, so the human experiment mentioned here, of course, refers to the capture of zombies for the experiment!

"You have to hold on, No. 6..."

With his fingers tapped twice on the glass plate of No. 6, Rob left the laboratory with anxiety and anticipation.

After returning to the first floor, he found that Sam was still squatting at the entrance of the underground laboratory, waiting for him, and rubbed his dog's head, "I know you are looking forward to it, let's go!"

Putting on his favorite black coat, putting on the shoes he wore when he went out, and picking up the disc rented from the video store yesterday, Rob walked to the door.

There is a wooden wardrobe at the entrance, open the door, and a row of guns and bullets appear.

There are some keys and maps hanging behind the cabinet door, Sam's favorite ball, the key to the video store, and finally the M6920 rifle, which is the most used and has the most accessories.

When he was ready to go out, Robert took the gun and opened the door. When he saw the bright sunlight outside the door, he couldn't help but pause and looked at the stone arch that was brightly whitened by the sun in the distance. If it was before the end, this would be a good one. good weather.

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He drove away from the villa area, entered the city where weeds could be seen everywhere, and arrived at the video store he frequented.

There were two dummies placed at the door of the video store. When Rob took out the key to open the door of the video store, he glanced at them inadvertently, and seemed very surprised and said, "Hey! Good morning Maggie, good morning Fred~ What are you doing here so early? Your clothes are beautiful, Fred, don't wrinkle them!"

While speaking, he had already opened the store door, said "see you later" to the two of them, and then walked into the video store.

There are also many dummies in the video store. On the left side of the entry shelf, there are three dummies who are dressed as a family with their sons to buy movies.

Rob smiled and raised his hand to greet them silently, as if he could hear a warm greeting from the three of them, and the smile on Rob's face became even brighter.

There was also a box of discs in his coat pocket, which was rented by Rob the last time he came. Because he saw two ladies on the side of the shelf, he deliberately told Sam to stay where he was and not follow him.

Walking into that row of shelves easily and naturally, Rob put the disc in his pocket back to the previous position.

Suddenly, he noticed a **** his left. She often went to that shelf to find some romantic movies.

Rob's face showed a youthful and shy expression like an innocent teenager. He peeked at the girl many times, trying to summon the courage to strike up a conversation, but he was afraid of being rejected. Even he couldn't stand his clumsy appearance.

After picking a movie at random, he walked towards the counter.

Greeting Hank, the familiar cashier, hoping to know the girl's name from the side, "Good morning, Hank! I've watched half of the movie that starts with G, hey, who is that girl over there?"

The dummy's vision was locked on the table, wearing a peaked cap, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

The expression on his face slowly disappeared. He hadn't figured out what the girl's name should be in his mind, so Hank had no way to answer his question...

"Forget it, see you tomorrow!"

Giving Hank the last smile~www.novelmt.com~Rob took Sam and left the video store. He went to a nearby park again to collect the corn he had planted in the fields.

While picking, he still kept thinking about the girl, thinking about how to say hello, and decided to say hello to that girl tomorrow.

After picking corn, Rob came to a high-end apartment area again, took out the map and began to determine the search target for today.

Holding a gun and kicking the door of a room in the apartment, Sam, who cooperated well, entered the apartment first, and after a simple search, determined that there was no danger in the apartment, and called out to show safety.

Complimenting Sam, Rob began to search for useful supplies in this apartment. When passing by the door of a room, he saw a note attached to the door.

It reads: To Lucy, don't open it until Christmas!

Rob pushed open the door and saw a very beautifully dressed and childlike room. After his eyes trembled a few times, he gently closed the door again.

Leaving the apartment, turn on the AM full channel to scroll the assistance information, as long as you are in the car radio in New York City, you can receive his assistance information from the AM channel.

After filling up the car, Rob drove to the pier on South Street, carrying the paper data of No. GA-391, ready to conduct theoretical demonstration and analysis.

Pulled out the chair and sat down, took out the document from the briefcase, wanted to take the pen on the table, but found that the pen was missing.

"Where's my pen?"

He looked around the table, but couldn't see it. Finally, Rob looked at the "Housing Registration Book" on the table and found that its face seemed to be inclined.

With a puzzled look on his face, he opened the book, saw the pen he was looking for, and also saw a crooked sentence written in English: You are not alone!