Chapter 593

Jiujiu looked at her deputy and motioned her to give her a vaccine, but what made Jiujiu confused was that after injecting the virus into her body, the Deputy exchanged eyes with others. No one gave her a vaccine, but locked the door of the laboratory and left.

Jiujiu's heart is cold in an instant.

The words she said when she left suddenly came to her mind.

Eighteen said that greed will destroy everything. Living is hell.

At the time of eighteen, Jiujiu didn't know or understand what this meant, but now, Jiujiu seems to understand.

The most terrible thing in the world is not zombies, but those people.

They are selfish and greedy. They will ignore the interests of many people for their own interests. They clearly know that if the vaccine succeeds, those women and children at the bottom will not continue to live in fear, nor will they feel fear. Even those without powers will not be afraid of zombies.

But they did.

The assistant was found by Lin Li. He usually behaved very simple and honest. He even had to compete with her to be a test object at the last minute, but who knows, he betrayed him first.

Jiujiu doesn't know what kind of expression she should make. She just feels a little sad.

She's dying, but even if she dies, she can't complete the task. She even turns into that ugly, even disgusting zombie. She can't complete the task in the end. She's really unwilling.

Feeling the zombie of her body, Jiujiu gradually closed her eyes. What she couldn't see was that her body dissipated bit by bit until she couldn't see it again.

And now, outside the lab.

Other experimenters whispered with their Deputy: "after so long, she should have become a zombie. What do we say about the vaccine?"

The loyal and honest Deputy immediately showed a cruel look on his face and said in a vicious tone: "they must not know that the vaccine has been developed. Hand in her body tomorrow and ask for further research." it is really a good thing that the vaccine has been developed, but what are they going to do next?

If they can't continue to study the vaccine, their preferential treatment will disappear. Not everyone is a fool like Jiujiu, but they are dedicated to the common people, and they are more for their own selfishness.

They don't want to develop a vaccine so quickly so that they can lose their jobs. That kind of thing is like fools. They're not fools.

Jiujiu thought she would go straight back to the laboratory, but when she opened her eyes, she saw an empty room.

It's really empty, a pure white, the walls are white, the ceiling is white, the pillows are white, the sheets, quilt covers and even the door are white. Probably, the only color is the little boy sitting on the ground and looking at her with puzzled eyes.

The little boy seemed to be only five or six years old. His expression was serious. Although he had some doubts, he still opened his mouth: "who are you?"

Because of his young age, the little boy's voice is crisp and pleasant, just like the sound of a bell, but it makes people feel a little alienated because the tone is a little cold.

Jiujiu looked at the strange and familiar little boy and asked, "who are you?"

"Who am I?" the little boy was stunned, looked at Jiujiu with some doubt, and then looked at the door.

Jiujiu walked over, the door was empty, and only wrote a code, 87969

"They say I'm 87969." the little boy said in a very flat tone, "I'm a clone. What about you? Why can't they see you?"

"I..." I don't know why. When she saw the little boy, Jiujiu had a strange sense of familiarity, especially when the little boy smiled at her. After returning to her senses, Jiujiu found that the little boy's facial contour was the same as 18.

"Eighteen." Jiujiu said.

"Who is eighteen? Your friend?" the little boy still said blandly, but his eyes looked Yearning: "is it the same as what the book says, friends will always be together and never betray, right?"

When talking about being together forever and not betraying, yearning and longing flowed out of the bottom of eighteen eyes.

Jiujiu stared at him for a long time and whispered, "yes, he is my friend."

"Then I'll call eighteen, and you'll be my friend in the future, okay?" the little boy raised his mouth with a shallow smile, raised his hand, held Jiujiu's fingers, and whispered, "if you dare to leave me, I'll kill you, will you?"

Jiujiu's mouth trembled. She seemed to understand something.

In the following days, she followed 18. Every morning, 18 was taken out, and then taught countless knowledge. The people who taught 18 ignored whether 18 could understand it or not, but just talked to themselves. 18 was also staring at it silently. In the afternoon, they taught 18 all kinds of martial arts skills and killing skills, And the use and installation of various machines.

Mingming is a child, but his learning content has already surpassed his age, and even began to learn about the development and transformation of viruses in the end.

Jiujiu watched eighteen step by step from a child to the eighteen she was familiar with, but the difference was that eighteen liked her.

Every time I come back from study, I will hold her and make Jiujiu swear not to leave her.

Looking at the small and fragile appearance of eighteen, the figure of eighteen overlapped with eighteen, and the strange feeling in her heart became more and more serious. Jiujiu obediently swore in a low voice and told eighteen that she would not leave eighteen.

But with the passage of time, Jiujiu felt that her soul seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, even to the point of disappearing. At this time, eighteen had completely become the eighteen in her memory.

Finally, on that day, eighteen killed everyone in the laboratory, took Jiujiu on the time machine, smiled and said, "when we left here together, Jiujiu finally knew why eighteen said he was his girlfriend and why he forgot."

Looking at the excited 18, Jiujiu pursed the corners of her mouth, but found that her eyes were red and her tears couldn't help falling down.

It was not eighteen talking nonsense, but she really forgot eighteen. She really forgot eighteen.

Jiujiu pursed her lips, wondering whether she should cry or change her smile. She gently leaned her head on the shoulder of eighteen. Jiujiu heard herself whisper, "eighteen, I'm Jiujiu, I'm your fiancee. If I forget you, you must not give up on me, okay?"