"My benefactor, you must not go with them!"
One of the five men, a sturdy, bearded man, hugged his head tightly and shouted first.
Then another thinner but determined man echoed, "Yes, benefactor, these guys are cruel and merciless, and have no humanity. I wonder where they will take you to suffer?"
As soon as the two people's words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of the people around them. The guards standing by and responsible for watching rolled their eyes and secretly cursed these two ignorant idiots in their hearts.
The five people rescued by Chen Bufan looked anxious and were obviously very worried about the current situation.
Chen Bufan felt warm at the sight of these five sincere people. At least, his efforts to save them were not in vain.
When they were in crisis, these people stepped forward without hesitation and tried to protect themselves. This friendship was truly touching.
Chen Bufan shook his head slightly, smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, I will be fine. You just need to live well and don't worry about me."
After saying that, he slowly swept his eyes over the guards around the crowd who were holding guns and watching them eagerly, then he turned around and walked forward.
Seeing this, the guard immediately raised his spear and followed Chen Bufan closely.
"Hey! Benefactor, you..."
The man who spoke first seemed to want to say something, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by another man who grabbed him and said, "Stop talking. We are being held at gunpoint. How can we have any choice?"
The person who interrupted was the middle-aged man who had just directed everyone's actions in the room. He saw the look in Chen Bufan's eyes when he glanced at the guards just now, and he knew that this was what Chen Bufan meant to tell them.
At this moment, he stared at Chen Bufan's receding back, frowning slightly, trying hard to recall where he had seen this person before, but no matter how hard he thought about it, the memory in his mind could not match it.
In the end, he could only sigh helplessly, stretched out his big hand to touch his big head, and gave up thinking any further.
Chen Bufan has changed so much in the past two years. Both his appearance and temperament are no longer comparable to the 1.70-meter-tall man at the beginning of the apocalypse. So this person just felt that he was very familiar but did not dare to recognize him.
If Chen Bufan had looked carefully, he might have recognized this burly man, but his mind was on the laboratory, so he didn't notice him.
Moreover, this person had only met Chen Bufan once two years ago and had only spoken a few words to him.
A lot can change in two years.
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"After the materials arrive, take him to the A3 experimental area to test his strength. If he passes, bring him to see me. If he fails, burn him directly."
"Okay, Professor Zhang, I'll do it right away."
This is a huge laboratory with an area of more than 10,000 square meters. The bright lights illuminate every corner like daylight. Walking into here, it feels like being in the future world. The strong atmosphere of science and technology hits you in the face, which makes people marvel.
Looking around, hundreds of researchers in white coats are busy sitting in front of their computers, their fingers typing on the keyboards like flying, making crisp and rhythmic sounds.
These figures working attentively form a picture full of vitality and wisdom.
In some closed compartments, figures wearing heavy protective clothing are looming.
Through the transparent glass, you can see them skillfully operating the robotic arms and accurately processing various chemical agents.
Every operation seems so cautious, as if what is in hand is not just a simple reagent, but a key element related to the fate of the entire human race.
The roads inside the laboratory are crisscrossed and extend in all directions. From time to time, scientific researchers accompanied by guards will hurriedly enter and exit through the steel doors on all sides.
Without exception, these steel doors use advanced iris and fingerprint recognition technology, and only strictly authorized personnel can pass through smoothly.
Located in the very center of this spacious hall is the core of the laboratory - the command center.
It is surrounded by a circle of walls made of high-strength reinforced bulletproof glass. Here, there are countless high-performance computers. The data and images on the screens are constantly flashing and changing, which is dazzling.
In front of every few monitors, there is a staff member wearing a military uniform and a white coat. They have serious expressions and stare at the screen in front of them, not missing any slight changes.
This command center is like the brain of the entire laboratory, continuously gathering massive amounts of data from all corners and being able to monitor every move within the entire huge underground experimental base in real time.
No matter whether it is a complex experimental process or potential safety hazards, nothing can escape its keen "eyes".
Professor Zhang, whose full name is Zhang Jingyuan, is one of the world's top virus biology research experts in 2034. He is also the person in charge of this mysterious experimental base deep underground.
Looking back half a year ago, Zhang Jingyuan was struggling to survive by wandering around with his eleven-year-old granddaughter.
One day, when they were out looking for food, the young granddaughter risked climbing up to reach the food on the top shelf.
Unfortunately, she accidentally lost her balance and fell from a great height, and was scratched by a sharp piece of iron sheet stained with zombie blood.
In an instant, the horrific virus invaded her young body like a demon. In a short period of time, the originally innocent and lovely granddaughter turned into a zombie.
Not long after the apocalypse broke out, Professor Zhang completely lost contact with his two children.
Now, even the only granddaughter who was by his side met with misfortune. Such a heavy blow made this experienced old man instantly lose the courage and will to continue living.
Just when he was filled with guilt and despair, ready to rush into the surging horde of zombies to end his painful life, something strange happened.
He was suddenly rescued by a group of mysterious people and safely sent to the large-scale underground experimental base in front of him. At that time, it was only less than a few minutes since his granddaughter turned into a zombie.
At that time, these people solemnly promised him that they would provide him with the best research resources he could imagine and fully support him in his in-depth exploration and research of the zombie virus.