It's been two months since Lei Chuan has been following Bai Mo Han around, his anxious rage to tear the other man apart had calmed down by now. He wanted to see if the great cause of saving all mankind from the Apocalypse could be successful. He firmly believed that Bai Mo was a psychopath, his so-called medical research was just to satisfy his own destructive fantasies.
It was because people like him existed that the Apocalypse happened. They were dirtier than the zombies, and should be completely obliterated. If he could return to his body and escape the Institute, he must let everyone here pay the price.
Because of hatred, he paid special attention to Bai Mo Han, every day with him he observed his every move. He found that his knowledge of society was non-existent, he couldn't even make instant noodles. He only slept two or three hours a day, and in order to save time he was reluctant to even take off his clothes, if the experiment progressed a bit he would spend a few days and nights without sleep.
He was like Ironman, his work intensity was difficult for ordinary people to imagine.
Right now, he was observing a petri dish through a microscope, after a few minutes he placed the dish in the incubator and walked toward the bathroom. He closed the door of the compartment, opened the toilet lid, bent over, bowed his knees, and spit a large mouthful of blood, splashing in, the blood dying the toilet water red.
He scooped a bit of water from the bucket beside it, flushed the red liquid down the pipe, and wiped the scattered drops of blood with the rag on the water tank, then he went out to clean his hands as usual.
His expression was so indifferent, as if it was not blood he was gushing out, but saliva. Lei Chuan stood beside him, staring at his pale face with complex eyes.
Lei Chuan knew that in order to prevent his kamikaze, this person had paid an unimaginable price. His body was almost torn apart, and he himself certainly wasn't any better, but a least he had healing ability. But Bai refused to even see a doctor, otherwise, he wouldn't try so hard to cover it up.
He remembered what he had said – I will walk on the right path and pay any price for it.
Does this mean any price, including his life?
Thinking of this, Lei Chuan gave a mocking smile. He warned himself not to be confused by the devil, and don't forget the pain of the man cutting him with a scalpel.
Zhou Yun Sheng felt the pain of the double trauma to his body and soul, he stepped back into the laboratory. He couldn't let anyone discover Bai Mo's real physical condition, he didn't have the time to stay at the clinic. If he didn't develop the vaccine as soon as possible, his remaining energy would not be enough to return him to the Xinghai space.
If the serious hit to his soul made him unable to return to the Xinghai space, the consequences would be very serious, he was likely to be thrown into time and space by the world's consciousness. Then he wouldn't have to be obliterated by the Lord God, because he would be turned into a violent string of data.
So this task was only allowed to succeed.
Just as he walked to the laboratory door, a female researcher shouted in panic, "Dr. Bai, experimental body No. 1's sleep drug effect should've worn out already, but he has not woken up. Is there something wrong with him?"
Because of Lei Chuan's strength, in order to ensure that he stayed on the test table, Bai Mo Han would regularly inject him with a dormant agent, each injection let him sleep for at least a month and a half. It's been two months since the last injection, but he hasn't opened his eyes.
Zhou Yun Sheng's heart slightly stopped, he briskly walked to Lei Chuan's side to observe his pupil, no response, but his heartbeat and breathing was normal, was he brain dead? Or was he in a coma? What's the use of creating the vaccine now? Lei Chuan will never know it was successful! Now he couldn't afford to leave, because after Lei Chuan's rebirth, if he doesn't know the vaccine is real, he would still brutally kill the original, and his fate wouldn't change.
Zhou Yun Sheng covered his face, feeling sympathetic tears for himself.
No, Lei Chuan's healing was so powerful that he was impossible to kill, he just didn't want to wake up. A strong person like him, even if he was sleeping, he would have a trace of outside perception, this vigilance was rooted in his bones, and wouldn't easily disappear. He'd bet on this one, his gambling has always had good results!
He calmed down by reassuring himself.
Lei Chuan looked at his flushed eyes watching himself with a hint of sadness, his throat quivering, so slight he didn't even notice.
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Experimental body No. 1 failed to wake up, but as long as he was alive, his blood will remain fresh, so the researchers weren't too concerned about it. Zhou Yun Sheng carefully wiped the body every day, hoping to create some slight goodwill. This could be considered an investment for the future. He had a hunch, when Lei Chuan was reborn, he would be rejected by the world's consciousness and the real Bai Mo Han would come back.
At this moment, he was using a white towel to wipe Lei Chuan's arm, pious and dedicated like he was treating a priceless treasure. Lei Chuan stood opposite him, his eyes more and more complex.
This person's physical condition worsened day by day, and today when he vomited blood, Lei Chuan even found solid meat in the bright red blood, it seemed that he was coughing out his internal organs. His body has been fully exhausted, it must feel like the kind of horrible pain ordinary people couldn't bear, but his calm expression did not change, even his brow didn't wrinkle, but when he walked out of the bathroom he fell to the ground.
As he braced himself and struggled to get up, Lei Chuan subconsciously stretched out an arm to help him and was shocked by his actions.
He was irritable, angry, in emotional ups and downs, he sat in the corner to meditate for a long time before returning to Bai's side.
He watched him clean up his body, watched him carefully observe the dishes, watched him discuss the experiment with the researchers, and watched him sleep in his clothes on the cold floor.
So, after many days, Lei Chuan calmed down more and more.
The three computers in the lab were calculating day and night, and the progress bar had reached 80% from the original 50%. Every researcher who passed the computer couldn't help but stop and stare at the progress bar with hopeful eyes, as if when it reached 100%, a magic spell would be cast and the hellish world be restored to its original beauty.
Lei Chuan also formed such a habit. At this time, he was standing in front of the computer, unblinkingly staring at the moving data. Hearing Dr. Bai's footsteps, he immediately moved to the side, for fear of blocking his line of sight, afterwards he smiled at his ridiculous reaction.
Zhou Yun Sheng leaned over to see which step the computer calculation was on. Just yesterday, 007 stopped running because of energy exhaustion, to restart, he needed to push soul force into it. But the world's consciousness' rejection was more and more intense, he could barely keep up this body, there was no extra energy to add to 007.
So to calculate the correct results, he could only rely on these three computers.
Fortunately, 007's high-speed operation had already helped a lot, in another two months he would be able to get the results.
Zhou Yun Sheng straightened up and let out a breath. At this point, the lights above his head suddenly flashed twice and then were completely extinguished. The three computers issued a buzzing sound, then the screens went from blue to black.
"A blackout?! Why is there a power outage? Didn't we say the laboratory must not have power outages? Are the people above eating shit?" A researcher shouted angrily.
Although these computers were the most advanced computers that could be found in the last days, many of the features were problematic because of their long service life, and one of the biggest problems was that they couldn't save data after power failure. Bai Mo Han had repeatedly asked the base to ensure that the laboratory had constant power supply, they'd promised, but they obviously hadn't take this to heart.
After the power was restored, the calculations would reset, which meant that years of calculations had disappeared into the air, and they had to start again.
And this world was already devastated, on the brink of death, no one could say if it would wait for a few more years.
A concentration of sorrow spread throughout the institute, a female researcher sobbed, followed by another person who couldn't help crying, soon, the desperate cries sounded everywhere. They'd worked hard for more than a thousand days and nights, they'd sacrificed so many compatriots, only to find darkness before them.
At this moment, Lei Chuan forget his hatred, because his despair and sadness overwhelmed him. He was no longer an experimental body lying on a table, but a spectator floating in the air, so he seemed to be more sensitive to everything around him.
The Guard Captain raced over and explained, "A level-11 suddenly broke into the base and destroyed the electrical room. After killing the zombie, the technicians will start repair, so we don't know when the power will come back."
The highest level was 12, afterward was King level, Saint level and then God level, the three legendary realms. A level-11 and level-12 zombie could be considered among the world's top enemies, killing one costs unpredictable lives and resources.
The waiting time seemed distant, so the researchers' cries grew more desperate.
Zhou Yun Sheng was the only person who kept his calm, he quickly opened, "Are there any lightning powers in the base? Can we get one or two of them?"
The Guard Captain shook his head with a wry smile, "There are lightning powers, but our base only had Lei Chuan, and he is currently lying on the test table."
Zhou Yun Sheng was silent, even the dark couldn't hide his pale face. Lei Chuan thought he should gloat, but when his eyes touched the thin as a paper man, he felt his chest tighten inexplicably. He turned away, unwilling to see his sad expression again.
"Find me a pen, paper and candles. I'll count it." Zhou Yun Sheng groped around for a chair.
Who do you think you are? A serum protein molecule can be computed in a few minutes with a computer but a human brain would take a few days and nights to estimate it. The three computers were calculating tens of millions of molecular formulas, the human brain simply can't have such a powerful computing power.
Everyone thought Dr. Bai had gone crazy. A female researcher forgot her crying and discouraged, "Doctor, do you know which step the computer was on before the power was cut? If you don't know, how can you count it? Your complexion is getting worse, take advantage of this time to rest, okay?"
"I know it, I was just looking at the computer before the blackout. You go back and rest, I have to calculate. Rest assured, I know my own body." Zhou Yun Sheng waved and took the candle, pen and paper the captain handed over.