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Second floor gym

Wang Yao, who was naked and exposed the flowing lines of his body, kept dancing with the fist shadows, and the sound of breaking through the air was constantly rising. Wang Yao's face was particularly serious, and the streamlined muscle lines were sweating, and the black hair wet with sweat was stuck on his forehead.

On the side was a girl wearing sportswear and delicate appearance, with bright eyes and smiles, looking at the figure in front of her sweat without blinking.

After a set of punches, Wang Yao gasped slightly. He walked to the girl, reached out to take the towel she handed over, and wiped his face randomly.

"Why do you have to fight like this?" Zhang Qing opened her pink lips slightly, and she said in confusion. The heat and masculine smell emitted from Wang Yao made her delicate cheeks turn red invisibly.

"Of course it's to survive." Wang Yao, who was dry-mouthed, took half a bottle of water from Zhang Qing's hand, and regardless of whether it was his own, he raised his head and drank it clean.

That's my water...

Seeing that Wang Yao was still gagging after drinking, he went to see the bottle mouth strangely. Zhang Qing's cheeks became hotter and hotter. He quickly diverted Wang Yao's attention and said, "Just live?"

Wang Yao's expression froze, and a serious look appeared in his black eyes. He clenched his fists.

"For one person."

He could not forget Alesa's whisper in his ear.

"I'll wait for you to come back..."

Even if you die, you must die again after seeing Alesa!

"Is that right..." Zhang Qing murmured in a small voice that even Wang Yao could not hear clearly, and a faint look flashed across her pretty face.

"If you don't talk about this, there is any news this time." After putting on your clothes, sitting on the wall with Zhang Qing, Wang Yaobian asked while wiping the sweat that kept oozing out of his forehead.

Seven days, except for the six hours spent sleeping, he spent almost all his time on training. Wang Yao’s turn hasn’t been on his turn for some of the Tum containers, so he can only use these conventional equipment for exercise at the moment.

In fact, if Zhang Qing hadn’t said that she would combine work and rest, excessive training would not be worth the cost. The six-hour sleep time would have been compressed by Wang Yao even shorter. Sleep four hours? Or two?

Although it is extremely limited in improving its strength, it is not useless. This training allowed Wang Yao, who was unable to fully exert his strength due to his surge in strength, completely control this body.

At this point, Wang Yao was able to exert all his strength 6 times that of an ordinary person. He easily broke the world record in a hundred meters and easily jumped to three meters high. He could foresee that he would never be able to resist a punch when he fought with Instructor Huang Xi.

Zhang Qing maintains the habit of coming every day at noon, bringing Wang Yao high-calorie genetically modified food, and new things happening in various bases ofTum every day. For example, the Russian R3 area has failed to contain, China's C2 area has added new containment materials, and the biological laboratory's research progress on its own.

Wang Yao was also used to eating at noon every day while listening to Zhang Qing talk about these strange stories. In addition to listening to the freshness, he also added the gaps in his mind about the organization.

Today is September 25 and 27th at 5:56 am. He entered 236. Let’s leave the last day to stop exercising and nourishing his spirits. Today is the last day of Wang Yao’s training.

However, Wang Yao's abacus was destined to be dispelled. Because Zhang Qing came this time not only to deliver food, but also brought news about the base.

Someone wants to see himself.

"See me?" Wang Yao was puzzled. Could it be He Ying? It's impossible. If it were her, Zhang Qing, wouldn't use this serious tone.

"I am the current leader of the Disaster Handling Office, Lin Zhan."

"It's him." Wang Yao remembered that when he first came to the base, he was the man who acted decisively and showed his military temperament when he was in the ward, and he came with Zhang Qing. He never saw him later. He heard that he had been transferred to the disaster handling office.

"What's wrong with him looking for me? Could it be that he has issued a task for the Disaster Handling Office?"

"I don't know." Zhang Qing also shook her head.

"Okay, then go and have a look." Wang Yao curled his lips, stood up and patted his butt.

"let's go."

...

"Speaking of this, I haven't been to the Disaster Response Office yet. Is it the same as the external office?" Wang Yao asked when he returned to District C7 with Zhang Qing and walked in the silver-white corridor.

He showed a formulaic smile to a staff member who had passed by. After he walked past, Zhang Qing said, "It's almost the same, it's just a little bit different."

“Subtle…different?”

Zhang Qing nodded: "As a combat department, we will meet in management..."

Suddenly, a shrill alarm sounded in the corridor.

"What's going on?" Wang Yao took a deep breath and rubbed his ears that were buzzing with piercings. He said to Zhang Qing beside him in a panic.

His ears were almost deaf.

"I, I don't know either." Zhang Qing was stunned for a moment and kept calm.

"Listen!"

"What do you think..." As soon as Wang Yao heard the radio ringing, he immediately kept silent.

【ofTum206 containment failed, and its individual escaped from the containment area, the scope is determined...】

The broadcast ended abruptly.

At this moment, the employees in the C7 area looked up at the sudden silent broadcast.

At first they thought it was no big deal. Apart from new employees, even employees who had just arrived for half a year knew what 206 was. Every once in a while, creatures that would run out of the shelter would not actively harm humans.

Then two minutes later, the surroundings suddenly fell into darkness. They realized that this time was different from any other time.

All facilities stopped operating and they could not see their fingers. After the power was cut off, the sound disappeared and everything was silent.

"ah--"

A brief silence broke out in various offices. Employees screamed in panic and squeezed out of the office. Some were tripped, and their hands and feet were lying on the ground and followed the crowd. Some were shouting to maintain order. But in the chaos, it was like a stone thrown into the sea, without causing any waves.

Someone lit up the flashlight, reflecting the backs walking around in the corridor, but this only made the scene even more chaotic. In the corridor, the crowd was crowded and fled here.
Chapter completed!