16 years

Chapter 181 "Little... Autumn?"

Fang Sining walked through a long corridor.

The building structure of the research institute embedded in the mountain is mainly based on "sturdy", "durable" and "stable". For these simple and crude goals, most of the visual and physical effects of the building were abandoned.

The research institute covers an area of ​​about [-] square meters and is divided into upper and lower floors. The lower floor is the staff rest area, and the upper floor is the work and research area.

The main materials of the building are steel bars and metal. In order to ensure safety and data confidentiality, several research areas are covered by large pieces of metal and divided into different areas. Internal communication is usually made by calls and communications.

Except for the guards in their respective sample areas, most of the researchers are concentrated in the inner area of ​​the institute, and several areas are connected by narrow and long corridors. Except for a hall outside the core confidential area of ​​the institute, there is very little activity area for researchers. few.

Every time Fang Sining walked through this corridor, he would habitually look up and sigh when his sight touched the steel ceiling above.

After staying in this kind of place for a long time, he often has the illusion that he is decaying.

He seemed to be buried in a giant metal coffin, rotting beneath the ground.

This is responsible for the development of specific medicines for zombie viruses. Because the research base is B-92, Fang Sining has become the main person in charge here with a high status.

His office area is at the innermost side of the research institute, and it is the place with the most stable temperature environment in the whole building.

The external environment of Wrangel Island is harsh and the temperature is too low. The temperature inside Halla Mountain is not much better than the outside, but because it does not have to face the cold wind from the Arctic Ocean, the temperature can be raised to about minus one or twenty degrees. about.

Along the way, Fang Sining bumped into a few colleagues, each wearing winter clothing, wishing to wrap himself up like a bear.

Their eyes met in mid-air and then staggered away from each other. They didn't even say a word of greeting, they just turned slightly sideways, and then passed each other.

After working together for more than a year, their relationship is still not good.

Most of the research institutes are Joe Eden's "old subordinates", who have more or less personally participated in the development of the zombie virus.

Fang Sining didn't know much about the inside story at first, but after a long time, he learned it through his ears and eyes. He was very contemptuous of people who created disasters with professional ability, so even if he was forced to stay in this place where no shit, he didn't follow him. These people mean to have a good relationship.

These people are afraid of Fang Sining, and Fang Sining has no intention of getting close to them, so after more than a year, Fang Sining can't even recognize their names except for the people who often deal with them.

The floor of the corridor is made of alloy steel plate, and the hollow frame beams and columns below support the lower building.Fang Sining was walking on the road, and the floor under his feet made hollow knocking sounds, one after another, very regular.

A few days ago, he rarely went out to meet the researchers who went out routinely to "gather the wind".

The environment on Wrangel Island was harsh, and the research institute was full of helpless researchers. If they were expected to be self-sufficient, they might starve to death soon.

So Joe Eden will airdrop supplies every three months, and the airdrop point is near the coastline at the end of Mount Hara.

I don’t know if Joe Eden’s people are very reassured about the situation on the island, or they deliberately want to separate this place from the social environment. Every time the mercenaries who come to deliver supplies will not actually land on the island, only the researchers themselves will go to the island. Bring things back.

The staff in the institute seldom have the opportunity to go out, so they call their trips every three months "collecting wind", and go out in groups each time.

Fang Sining's position in this research institute is very embarrassing, as if the whole person is in an unappreciated intermediary line - on research issues, Joe Eden has no reservations about him.But on this kind of daily problem, he was never allowed to leave the institute, at most he was allowed to come out once every three months to welcome the returning team.

Fang Sining himself doesn't care about this kind of problem, anyway, in his heart, he is not free both inside and outside.

After all, he could never leave here.

After approaching the core research area, the density of people inside began to increase. Gradually, researchers shuttled in his line of sight, hurrying back and forth with data in hand.

"square!"

When a young researcher saw him coming back, his eyes lit up, and he ran towards him holding a small transparent box.

"Come and take a look!" the researcher said excitedly: "This concentrate is very exciting."

The researcher is from North Africa. Country A speaks a bit half-bakedly, and the words he uses every time he speaks are unpredictable, and he needs to react to understand what he is talking about.

Fang Sining has been working with him for several months, and he is already used to it, so the communication is as simple as possible.

"Has the experiment been done?" Fang Sining said.

"I've tried it on mice and monkeys." The researcher wiped his neck and said with a smile, "The effect is obvious, and the state is very stable."

"That's good." Fang Sining said: "Continue to observe the content of the second phase, pay attention to the stability, and the second transfer of the drug—"

Before Fang Sining finished speaking, the floor under his feet suddenly shook without warning, and the world spun in an instant. He staggered and couldn't stand still, and slid along to the wall.

Almost at the moment of the earthquake, there was a loud noise outside, the research institute suddenly became chaotic, and the communication between the various research areas kept ringing.

After a few minutes, almost all the researchers gathered in the activity areas in the inner and outer areas.

"What's going on!" A middle-aged man with crooked eyes ran out of his office area, looked left and right, grabbed the nearest colleague, and exclaimed, "What happened!"

"Is it an earthquake?" Fang Sining frowned.

Before he finished speaking, the whole building shook again. This time even the stability alarm in the building sounded.

Wrangel Island is far away from the crowd, and no one has visited for thousands of years. The geographical location of Mount Hara is not within the patrol range of the country it belongs to.

Perhaps because of this, Joe Eden was extremely reassuring about them, only paying attention to their work efficiency and daily supplies, and did not set up an additional security department.

These researchers are good at dealing with virus biochemistry, but their living standards are very unsatisfactory. When encountering such an unexpected situation at first, they can't wait to turn the whole nest into a mess.

"Is there an enemy attack!" There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

"There is no enemy in this broken place! Don't be an earthquake!" Soon a voice retorted: "Why don't you run first, and don't bury us in case of landslides!"

Fang Sining barely straightened up in the shaking, he did not participate in those startled discussions, but leaned on the wall and slowly moved out.

The internal structure of the research institute is solid, and the level of shock resistance is first class, so it will not be crushed into a piece of paper due to the earthquake.But what is difficult is that half of the research institute is built underground, and there is only one exit built in a mountain depression. If the entrance is buried by a landslide, it will be a bit difficult.

Fang Sining swiped the passage to the outer area with the authorization card, and was about to go out to check the situation, but he had just walked halfway, and the earthquake-like shaking of the ground stopped.

The external area of ​​the institute is several different sample areas, almost unpopular, empty, and looks very cold against the metal building.

The emergency lights in the corridor were damaged by the shock just now, Fang Sining stood alone in the dark corridor, his figure looked a bit desolate.

He hesitated for a moment, whether to continue walking or return the same way, but before he could make a decision, he heard a very hurried footsteps from a distance.

The sound of footsteps was completely different from that of researchers like them. They were very light and powerful, and when they collided with the metal floor, they would make a very obvious impact sound.

Fang Sining's heart trembled suddenly, and he suddenly noticed something unusual in this regular sound.

Very familiar, very strange.

His physiological reaction changed first, and Fang Sining felt his heartbeat speed up suddenly, and the blood was pumped all over his body, which made his fingertips numb.

The group of footsteps in the corridor gradually approached, Fang Sining's heartbeat was going to the limit, his hands and feet were numb, but his mind was clear, but there was a little star in front of his eyes, so he unconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the safety railing beside the corridor.

After more than ten seconds, the sound of footsteps close at hand suddenly stopped, Fang Sining's ears moved, and he heard a burst of irregular breathing.

In the next second, a high-power searchlight suddenly lit up in the depths of the dark corridor, Fang Sining was caught off guard and was shaken, subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes.

His eyes brightened, only to hear the originally numerous footsteps suddenly converge into a single line, leaving only one person.

Someone took two more steps forward.

Fang Sining narrowed his eyes, struggling to identify the person who came from between his fingers - the person who came here was by no means Joe Eden's subordinates, they were not so well-trained, and when they entered the "own territory", they were usually loose and arrogant .

Fang Sining faintly had a bold guess in his heart, but he couldn't believe it.

"Fang Sining."

He suddenly heard someone calling his name, the words were correct and very clear, and the ending was slightly paused, with a subtle taste of familiarity.

Fang Sining's back suddenly froze, he hesitated to put down his hands, and tried his best to look at the person opposite him against the unaccustomed brightness.

"Fang Sining."

Shao Qiu called him again, he took off the night vision glasses, hooked the strap of the glasses with his fingertips and took a step forward.

Fang Sining was completely stunned.

He never imagined that he would see Shao Qiu again one day in his life, he stared blankly at Shao Qiu's face, and even felt that he could not recognize him.

For more than a year, Fang Sining recalled Shao Qiu countless times. He still doesn't know whether Shao Qiu escaped successfully at that time, or whether he died in the deep mountains where there was no one to respond.

He has depicted Shao Qiu's face countless times in his mind, but now Shao Qiu is standing in front of him, but it is completely different from what he remembered.

"Xiao...Qiu?" He asked hesitantly.

Fang Sining seemed to want to say something, and seemed to want to confirm something, but he didn't say anything - because Shao Qiu stepped forward and hugged him suddenly.