May 10 Liu Xiaoyang

And now, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the adults are satisfied.

"My subordinates dare not take credit. These are all done by the people below." Song Zhang said politely.

"Haha," Li Yeling smiled: "The flaws of this experimental subject need to be improved quickly. When you do this, I will definitely be rewarded! Well, as for the messy things you have done, I won't pursue them."

When Song Zhang heard this, his heart trembled, his feet softened, and cold sweat was pouring down his back. However, he didn't expect that the things he did could be hidden from Li Yeling's eyes, so he felt a little open-minded and laughed dryly: "Thank you, sir, I'm so good."

Li Yeling ignored it and said nothing, just said, "Let's go, take me to see Liu Xiaoyang."

At this time, there was only a small layer of liquid contained in the cup. It can be seen that what Song Zhang said just now was that excessive energy consumption was definitely not a false statement. It took a lot of it in just a while.

Liu Xiaoyang's residence is not far from here. He left the room where the No. 001 experiment was placed. After walking through a deep tunnel for dozens of meters, he had already arrived at the edge of the glass cover. There was a steel door here. Next to the steel door was a hole that was only half a foot square. Song Zhang explained: "Liu Xiaoyang's strength has grown to a point where we cannot resist. Although he has always been very gentle, no one knows when he will escape. Therefore, he was locked in here in a semi-impeded manner. Every once in a while, he would take a little dandruff from the surface of his body and draw a tube of blood. He also cooperated very well. This window specially delivered food to him. The living conditions inside were very good, and he could meet food, drink, defecation, sleep, and some entertainment measures."

Song Zhang reached out and pressed it, and a small keyboard popped up on the steel wall next to it. He reached out and pressed it for more than twenty times, and then opened the steel door by himself. After Li Yeling looked at it, the steel door was thirty centimeters thick! There was another steel door inside, and another password lock, so there were three. After counting this way, the thickness of the steel had exceeded one meter, which was indeed very strict.

Open the third steel door, inside is a large suite, and there is a living room, which looks very good. There are sofas, wooden floors, chandeliers, walls with creamy yellow oak, and a huge LCD TV. The living room is clean and the things are arranged neatly. It can be seen that the owner here is a person who pays great attention to personal hygiene. However, there is no one in the living room.

Song Zhang reached out and pressed a button next to him, and a pleasant electronic sound suddenly rang in the living room: "Master, the guest is here, the guest is here!"

Li Yeling smiled faintly. Liu Xiaoyang's living conditions were really good. He thought Song Zhang would imprison him like a beast, but he didn't expect that he could use such a gentle strategy, which would be better for him to cooperate to the greatest extent.

With a squeak, the wooden door leading to the inner part was opened, and a young man walked out of it. He was not tall, about 1.78 meters tall, very strong, and was wearing very simple. He was wearing a white T-shirt on the upper body, blue jeans on the lower body, and slippers on the lower body. His expression was a little confused, and there was even some cowardice in it. He glanced at Song Zhang and said, "Dean Song, you are here."

He spoke respectfully.

Li Yeling was very surprised. He originally thought that even after Liu Xiaoyang was infected by the zombie virus and not dead, even if he was still violent, he would at least become disregarded by his relatives. However, he did not expect that he was such a quiet, introverted and even a little weak.

And it seems that he is still a little afraid of Song Zhang.

But he didn't know what Liu Xiaoyang was thinking.

The last impression Liu Xiaoyang had before he was fascinated was that the zombie crawled in the pussy on his face, and his fangs rushed towards him. After being bitten by the zombie, he had only one feeling, that was, itchy, and itchy, as if billions of ants were drilled into his body, pouring into every body, every blood vessel, and every cell, swallowing wildly, and biting wildly.

Then, he fainted very simply.

When I woke up again, I was already in a very unfamiliar place, surrounded by heavy stones. I lay on a stone bed, my limbs were buckled on the bed with iron buttons. The iron shackles were slapped in a palm, extremely strong and heavy, keeping him from being motionless.

At this time, there was no longer the feeling of being hot and itchy in the body, but I felt the power surge, as if every piece of the body was bulging, and every muscle was full of strength, as if it was omnipotent.

So he broke free with force and miraculously pulled the iron shackles off the bed. He looked at his palm and was stunned for a moment. He couldn't believe that this was the power he had.

At this time, the iron door of the room suddenly opened, and a bunch of soldiers carrying live ammunition rushed in from outside. The black muzzle instantly aimed at various parts of his body. Liu Xiaoyang's body immediately stiffened. He instinctively raised his hand and squatted on the ground. He had been a soldier naturally knew that even if his strength suddenly became stronger, it would be impossible to survive so many random gun shots.

At this time, Song Zhang appeared, closed the door, had a good talk with Liu Xiaoyang, and then Liu Xiaoyang became docile.

The two reached several agreements, and Song Zhang's men would regularly draw some blood from him and take some dander muscle samples. At the same time, they would also ensure his life safety and good living conditions.

Since that day, Liu Xiaoyang has lived a life like a rice insect.

From that day on, except Song Zhang, he had almost no contact with others. Every once in a while, he would be moved to a place and then be strictly guarded in some places with strict guards. No one abused him or tortured him. He would serve him with delicious food and drink, and almost all his requests could be met - except freedom.

Since that day, he has almost never seen a few people again. He has just been a few researchers back and forth. He has long been familiar with his face, and the one he often sees is Song Zhang.

He also gradually realized his situation. He was still in Dexing City. He was infected with the zombie virus in the war and did not die, which became the first case so far. His body contained great secrets, so he has been raised now. Song Zhang, the person in charge of Dexing City, was organizing people to study him.

Liu Xiaoyang stayed peacefully, eating, sleeping, eating, watching TV and playing games every day. He was so bored that he saved someone and sat in a daze.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with his current life. He was just an otaku who was just waiting to die. After experiencing the disaster of the end of the world, he even realized the value of a stable life now. All his relatives died, and he had been protecting him and slapping his girlfriend. He felt that the world was confused and had no goal at all. Therefore, for him, his current life was the best ending.

As for escaping, he had such an idea, but he was immediately rejected by himself. He experienced the sufferings of the end of the world and knew that it would be easy to survive in the Great Wilderness with his current strength, but it would be as difficult as the sky if he wanted to live so well. Not to mention, I can't break through the defense line of thousands of soldiers outside. Those black muzzles are not decorations.

Some people are the kind of people who are not free rather than die, just like the so-called European proletarian pioneers who take the generous salary, big houses, play with bourgeois ladies, and then push those who give them a good life to the guillotine. The other kind of people are much more realistic, and Liu Xiaoyang is undoubtedly the second type of people.

Therefore, his life is very comfortable now. The only thing that makes him feel dissatisfied is that every once in a while, his body still feels hot and itchy, which makes him feel in pain every time. Although his strength will increase a little after every time he feels uncomfortable, he doesn't care. For an otaku who is busy waiting to die, what's the use of strength?

Song Zhang's voice came out of his helmet: "Xiao Yang, this is Lord Li Yeling, you should know it too."

Liu Xiaoyang naturally knew this name. From the time he entered Dexing City until he was unconscious in his hand, this name was something that people dared not mention publicly, but it was the most frequent name around. Some hated him, some admired him, and some thanked him, but without exception, everyone was afraid of him!

This is a name with a strong reputation and built with the flesh and blood of countless people.

How could he not know Li Yeling?

A restrained expression suddenly appeared on his face, and he said hello to Li Yeling in a hurry, and didn't know what to say, and the scene suddenly became a little cold.

Li Yeling had a good impression of him and smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. This time I came here to see you. I heard that you are very strong now, so let's perform for me."

Liu Xiaoyang was stunned for a moment and nodded quickly: "Of course."

He took the three of them into the inner room, but the room was a big space, like a gym, with many equipment placed inside, and there were many messy things piled up on the corner of the wall. Liu Xiaoyang pulled out a solid steel bar from the pile of rags, about the thickness of an adult's arm. He reached out and broke it hard, and the straight steel bar bent down, and finally got together, and the length became half shorter. Liu Xiaoyang tried hard again, but this time, he could only bend the thick steel bar.

He seemed to pant too hard, threw the steel bar down, and smiled shyly: "Sir, my current strength can only achieve this step. This is almost the limit of strength."

Li Yeling nodded without comment, pointed to a solid iron ingot placed next to him and said, "You try punching it hard."

"Yes!" Liu Xiaoyang responded, walked to the iron ingot, exhaled, and punched down with a fierce punch. With a loud bang, the fist collided with the iron ingot, and a dense spark was actually broken. Liu Xiaoyang's fist left, and a fist mark of about three centimeters appeared on the iron ingot, with traces as if it were traces.

"Defensive ability!" Li Yeling said.

Liu Xiaoyang nodded, and he took a one-way rifle from the side and handed it to Song Zhang. He pushed it seven or eight meters away, and then took a deep breath. He saw that the muscles on the surface of his body quickly expanded, shattering the white T-shirt. The muscles and skin on the surface of his body turned blue, and there was a wooden texture.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a person who has endured the zombie virus. He actually has the ability to tidy muscles.

Liu Xiaoyang waved to Song Zhang and signaled him to shoot at him. Song Zhang pulled the trigger, and the dense bullets immediately shot out, hitting the wooden muscles, but made a crisp sound of metal impact. After a magazine was fired, the bullet fell to the ground, but the surface of Liu Xiaoyang's body was unharmed.

Li Yeling nodded. After this experiment, he had a comprehensive understanding of Liu Xiaoyang's physical fitness, and immediately realized the value of his existence.

Compared to himself, his strength is naturally far different. It can be said that it is a huge difference, but Li Yeling's success is impossible to replicate. Although he is of great strength, the conditions from an ordinary college student to this point are extremely harsh - the qualification of the God-selected person, the inheritance of the Black Water True Dharma, the favor of the main god, and the combination of many factors is simply impossible to replicate.

Li Yeling, there is only one.

But Liu Xiaoyang is different. I learned from Song Zhang that Liu Xiaoyang is extremely lazy and has never trained. It can be said that his current strength depends purely on the mutated zombie virus in his body.

But this virus can be replicated!

As long as there are a large number of such viruses, countless people with strength as Liu Xiaoyang can be created.

Although it is incomparable to Li Yeling, Liu Xiaoyang's physical fitness is already an extremely terrifying existence in the eyes of ordinary people. When he thought of being able to mass-produce masters of this level, Li Yeling's heart immediately became hot.

Li Yeling did not stay here for a long time. After learning about Liu Xiaoyang's strength, he also left.

After walking out of Liu Xiaoyang's room, Li Yeling suddenly paused and said to Song Zhang: "You said that all the viruses on the experimental subjects are from Liu Xiaoyang. Liu Xiaoyang is like a mother. If Liu Xiaoyang controls them, will it be like an arm and finger, without any obstacles?"

Song Zhang was stunned, thought for a moment, nodded and said solemnly: "This is very likely!"

Li Yeling said decisively: "You will start organizing manual research immediately. If this can be confirmed, then let Liu Xiaoyang master and command these experimental bodies. It is useless to have a flexible body, but also a sensitive and fast brain to command!"

"If you have Liu Xiaoyang's command and are easy to use, then the strength of these experimental subjects will be greatly improved!"

So, no matter what, you must take him into your hands.

After coming out of Liu Xiaoyang, there was nothing good to look at. Li Yeling and Zhai Nanyan came out of the glass cover. Although the ventilation inside this disinfection and biochemical suit is very good, it is also very uncomfortable after all, just like wearing a raincoat.

Before leaving, Li Yeling issued several orders to Song Zhang.

The first one is of course to maximize and fastest control of the ability of this No. 001 experimental subject, preserve its advantages and specialties, and reverse the shortcomings of low defense and poor physical strength. Li Yeling knew that this requirement was quite difficult, but this was just a long-term goal. To be honest, he was already quite satisfied with the current No. 001 experimental subject. Although there were some shortcomings, if the quantity could be increased, it would definitely be unfavorable. The disadvantages of slow reactions could also be adjusted and controlled by human factors.

Therefore, the second point is to produce this incompletely mature No. 001 experimental subject.

"Sir," Song Zhang said: "The threshold for production is actually quite low. There are many genetic fragments under it, and the cultivation tank is enough. It is still okay to cultivate fifty experimental subjects every day in the base, but if this happens, there will be not enough living people!"

When he said the last sentence, he deliberately lowered his voice. After all, such a living person doing experiments is really harmful. Even he, the actual executor, was very taboo.

After hearing this, Li Yeling pondered for a moment, but had no idea. All the prisoners, family members and other unstable factors in Dexing City had been handed over to Song Zhang. The prison in Dexing City is now empty, where can I get people for him? Yes, yes, Dexing City still has a population of 200,000, but these people are his people. Under his protection, he can conduct human experiments on the criminals without any psychological pressure, because in his opinion, those scumbags no longer belong to their own people. In the words of the old era, they are class enemies, and they are still alive, but they will never attack their own people.

The largest source of population in Dexing City was the refugees on the wasteland, but now the refugees nearby have basically all concentrated in Dexing City, so there is no way to start to capture refugees.

It's really unimaginable.

"Can't you use other animals to experiment?" Li Yeling asked.
Chapter completed!