Chapter 565 Nature

Alas? The little naughty looked at Cheng Zijie in surprise and hesitated

When Cheng Zijie looked back, he saw a faint blush on her face: That, no need...I'll go by myself...

Shameful Ah? Zhong Meixin has washed her hands and walked to the two of them, smiling at the little naughty

The little naughty waved his hand quickly: No, no! After saying that, he hurriedly reached out to wrap his hand around Cheng Zijie's neck and climbed onto his back.

Cheng Zijie held her legs back and stood up lightly and walked out the door.

When passing by the ward, he glanced at him, but saw that Lieutenant An in the room had fallen asleep peacefully, as if the pain had been controlled.

Is Dr. Huang's medicine effective?

Cheng Zijie thought, no matter what, this made him feel much more relaxed.

Carrying a naughty little strode out of the complex building, the campus on a summer night is quiet

The water volume is abundant in summer, and the rain often occurs in mountainous areas. Small hydropower stations can also provide more power supply time.

So until then, some windows were still on

But autumn will soon begin. If the power supply is not solved, Liuwang will join so many new members, and the power supply will probably be short of a large part.

Hope all goes well for the nuclear power plant tomorrow

Cheng Zijie asked Xiao Naughty's light body and said softly: Why don't you talk, are you still angry?

Alas? The little girl's warm breath blew on Cheng Zijie's neck, feeling a little sad: No! I was thinking about that big brother An... I don't know if there is any way to help him see him just now, and I feel so uncomfortable

Well, don't worry, tomorrow his two comrades will definitely get the medicine back, and the doctor and nurse will find a way. If it really doesn't work, don't worry, Cheng Zijie saw that this little girl was very kind, so he comforted her.

Well... The little girl's soft arms suddenly tightened Cheng Zijie's neck and said seriously: I only realized that you are really hard, big brother, you really have to work hard, so many dangers, and there are so many problems to solve... I always cause trouble for you Big brother, I will never be naughty again

Haha... Cheng Zijie was a little moved for a moment and smiled: It doesn't matter... You can be naughty carefree, which means that my work is not in vain. Ah, you are still a child...

I'm not a child. The little naughty is particularly persistent in this question: Although I still don't know anything now, I will definitely help you in the future.

OK, OK I know Cheng Zijie smiled helplessly

While speaking, she was already carrying her to the downstairs of her residence, so the little girl said: I'm here, let me down.

OK Cheng Zijie squatted down at the entrance of the building, and the little naughty slid down from his back quickly and said happily: Thank you for keeping the secret of what I heard tonight! Even Tingting and Xiaowan didn’t say anything!

Well, good Cheng Zijie stood up and turned around and touched her head: Go back and rest

When Cheng Zijie returned home by himself, all the wives were busy for a day and had already gone to bed

Only Shen Fanglin got up to greet him with sleepy eyes

But Cheng Zijie had no time to be intimate with them this night, so he asked Fanglin to go back and rest without any doubt.

Then he took a shower, thought for a while, but did not enter the room, but returned to the living room, lay down on the sofa, closed his eyes and summoned Sixteen.

Can it be completed within eight hours? After telling Shiliu that he is safe now and can be transformed, Cheng Zijie immediately asked this question

Why is it so urgent? Sixteen is a little confused: If I am in perfect condition, there is no problem now, I can only be as soon as possible

Please, it cannot exceed nine hours at most. Cheng Zijie begged anxiously

It was almost two o'clock at this time. If it exceeded nine hours, it would not be able to catch up with the agreed deadline with Dai Xiaotian.

If everything goes well, you can. Sixteen doesn't seem very confident

So Cheng Zijie sighed: Thank you, please start now

When he opened his eyes again, it was just past nine o'clock, and it seemed that Sixteen had made another wrong estimate.

But Cheng Zijie was used to its unreliability in such matters, so he didn't ask any more questions, thanked it and quickly got up

This time, the normal feeling is back, and there is no longer too rich external voice information, which makes Cheng Zijie dizzy.

But it was not because he lost his keen hearing: when he focused and listened with his ears, he immediately heard those subtle and secret voices.

When he relaxed, he returned to normal hearing

This makes it much easier just... Can you communicate with zombies now?

Cheng Zijie stood up from the sofa nervously and expectantly. Since he had time, he decided to go find Harley to try it first.

But at this time, we need to replenish our energy first. After all, the transformation of Sixteen has always consumed a lot of money on him.

The sound of washing alarmed Bai Yaqiong, the only one who stayed at home to accompany him.

After he finished washing up, the hot breakfast was ready

After filling her stomach with intimacy, Cheng Zijie rubbed the charming beautiful woman with all her heart, and then walked out of the house with great energy

The campus has resumed its busy schedule, and the addition of new members seems to be busy everywhere.

Cheng Zijie first came to the playground. From a distance, he saw that the first team of the Thunder Force was ready to go, and the navy's helicopter had arrived and was waiting quietly.

After walking over and asking a few questions, Cheng Zijie found out that A Fei and Amu had not come back yet

Lieutenant Hua led the team to set off at dawn, intending to establish contact with Major General Yan to meet the two guys who were obviously in trouble

It's still early, I have something to do. You can wait for me for a while. After Cheng Zijie greeted him, he strode towards the comprehensive building.

When he entered the building and was about to find Harley to test his new abilities, he vaguely heard the screams of Lieutenant An on the second floor.

Focusing on listening, Second Lieutenant An's pain became clearer

This made him feel sad, so he did not go straight to Harley, but walked to the second floor first and entered the ward

This time, even Brother Cui was sitting in a wheelchair and was paying attention to Lieutenant An’s situation at the door of the ward.

Cheng Zijie strode into the room, looked at the medical staff around the bedside, and asked anxiously to Zhong Meixin: Mom, what's going on? Wasn't he much more stable last night?

I just came, Zhong Meixin replied with a tired face.

And even more tired and bloodshot, Dr. Huang quickly agreed: It's Ah, Boss, you were pretty good before you went back last night, I thought you had controlled it, but you just left, he started to have an attack again. I kept thinking about various ways to relieve his pain, but the effect was very small, and no matter what method it was, it couldn't last long. After saying that, he turned to Zhong Meixin and asked: Madam, there is no way, so I can only anesthetize him.

OK, Zhong Meixin agreed helplessly: I'll go back and get anesthetics

Wait, Cheng Zijie called them, looked at Lieutenant An who was twitching in pain, and decided to try his new abilities

If we can really communicate with the zombies, can we let the virus not continue to attack Lieutenant An as Xiao Naoqi said?

So he closed his eyes, adjusted his thinking, and naturally the sixteen inputs of the way to communicate with the zombies appeared in his mind.

This feeling is very strange, just like his brain is a computer, and Sixteen has installed a set of programs in it so that he can use it at any time

After opening his eyes, Cheng Zijie moved casually, just like speaking to others in his native language, and naturally and smoothly sent out infrasound waves according to the communication method of zombies: Hello, who is attacking his nerves in that human body?

No response

No matter how Cheng Zijie concentrates on listening, Lieutenant An in front of him does not respond in his body.

Cheng Zijie thought for a while and realized that his attempt was nothing more than vain.

The virus in Second Lieutenant An did not generate collective consciousness, but was in chaos and was in power.

Moreover, even if the virus forms consciousness, it does not gain control of Lieutenant An's senses.

Like the current sixteen, you can't feel the sound information from the outside world, including infrasonic waves.

Unless it can directly send instructions to individuals with brain waves like the desolate, it will not have any effect.

Cheng Zijie gave up his attempt in disappointment and said to Zhong Meixin seriously: Mom, give him anesthesia

Seeing Lieutenant An finally fell asleep under the influence of anesthetics, everyone, including Cheng Zijie, was in a heavy mood, and the atmosphere in the ward was terrible.

Cheng Zijie could only forcefully and smile to everyone and said: Everyone, don’t be too nervous to wait for me to come back, don’t worry, you can solve his problem.

The wounded soldiers and medical staff agreed a few times in a row

Cheng Zijie took a last look at the unconscious Lieutenant An and walked out of the ward

When passing by Brother Cui, he stopped, looked at her expectant eyes, and whispered: Wait for my good news

Yes, Sir Cui agreed softly, with unspeakable nervousness and expectation

So Cheng Zijie stopped stopping and strode away from the second floor and came to the door of the office where the zombie Harley was installed on the first floor.

The door was closed tightly. It seemed that Zhong Meixin had no time to care about it these two days, and it was impossible for others to approach the zombie.

Cheng Zijie suddenly became nervous, subconsciously concentrated and listened to the voice inside the door.

Do you really have the ability to talk to zombies with wisdom?

What is it like to communicate with species other than humans?

What attitude will they treat themselves?

……

Questions come to mind one by one

But suddenly, he heard intermittent infrasound through the door panel

If it were before this transformation, these infrasonic waves would be meaningless purrs to him

But now these complex syllables are directly conveyed into his mind, just like facing the familiar human language. Without thinking, Cheng Zijie naturally understood the meaning.

This should be Harley's self-talk: … That…human…yesterday…nothing…today…why…she doesn't come…