Angela has experienced too many unimaginable things today and is close to collapse. If even her last friend turns into a monster like that, Angela really can't bear it.
These students are already on the verge of collapse. After all, things like that...
It's hell.
It's a nightmare.
They couldn't take any more blows.
However, life always makes things worse when you think it is difficult.
"You can't take her away. Are you going to kill her? No, I don't agree," Angela tried to stop them hoarsely, but it was no longer effective. Thinking of Suwan turning into such a monster, Angela felt cold all over.
"If she wasn't infected, she would be fine." The soldier pushed Angela aside and lifted up the unconscious Suwan on the bed. Suwan didn't resist and slumped on the bed, letting the soldier lift her up. Her breathing was heavy and she was really weak. The soldier's movents were a bit rough and he touched Suwan's leg, causing Suwan to groan in pain. Angela quickly said, "Be careful, her leg is injured."
"Will she feel pain?" The soldier seed surprised and observed Suwan's condition again. It did not seem like she had been bitten by a zombie, but he could not be careless and still picked her up and walked out.
Angela followed all the way to the ward door and stood in the corridor, watching the soldiers take Suwan away.
She didn't stop the soldiers from taking Suwan away.
She was really afraid of seeing Suwan turn into a zombie. If Suwan was going to turn into a zombie, it would be better for her to be taken away by the soldiers and executed, rather than letting Angela see her turn into a zombie.
Having turned into a living dead, even if it was Angela, Suwan would attack her rcilessly, which would only result in Angela being executed as well.
So Angela gave up on her.
Angela hugged her head and squatted down suddenly, roaring in pain.
Why did all this happen? Did God just watch the living and the dead kill each other and destroy themselves?
This is a disaster.
Endless disasters.
Why are they going through this?
This is not fair.
Angela suddenly stood up and chased in the direction of the soldier. No matter whether Suwan would really beco a living dead or not, she should always be with her when she was conscious. They were good friends, and this was the only thing Angela could do. But when she chased to the end of the corridor, she couldn't find anyone. She didn't know which direction the soldier took Suwan. Angela looked left and right in confusion. She didn't know where to chase. She leaned against the wall sadly, lowered her head and covered her face and cried. People around her looked at her in surprise.
A few hours ago, Suwan said to her in a naughty tone: "You are also an accomplice."
Is there really a God in this world?
Otherwise, why would you watch humans fall into trouble but not lend a helping hand to let them see a miracle?
Or are the so-called miracles just tricks of the devil?
Otherwise, why did an experint that was clearly intended to bring light end up bringing the footsteps of the devil?
Soone ca to Angela and asked her, "Aren't you Suwan's friend? What's wrong with you?"
Angela raised her head sharply and saw Zoe.
"It's you, it's you," Angela grabbed Zoe's hand and begged her, "Please, save her, save her."
"Who?" Zoe roughly guessed and was a little surprised.
"Suwan, my friend, please, save her, I gave up on her, I was wrong, it's all my fault," Angela unconsciously squeezed Zoe's hand until it hurt, and she begged Zoe incoherently.
This is Angela's only hope.
"Where is she?" Zoe asked quickly.
Angela was speechless and burst into tears again.
Seeing that she didn't know, Zoe imdiately pulled her hand away, grabbed the nurse who was walking by and asked, "Do you know where Suwan is?"
"Who is Suwan?" The nurse was startled.
"A student wearing the sa clothes as her," Zoe pointed at Angela: "About this tall," she gestured, saw the nurse shake her head, and imdiately went to ask the next person.
Angela watched Zoe's actions and finally reacted. She quickly followed her to ask the doctors, nurses, and anyone else in the corridor who might have seen Suwan being taken away.
"Did you see Suwan? That's my friend. Did you see where she was taken? She's Chinese. Did you see her just now?"
"A trainee nad Suwan, this tall, with black hair, was taken away by soldiers. Have you seen him?"
They asked one by one, refusing to give up, and asked everyone in the corridor. Finally, they got so clues and chased in the direction where Suwan was taken.
At this mont, Suwan felt a little shaky while feeling groggy, but shouldn't she be lying on the bed? Could it be that the new base was also attacked?
Suwan slowly opened her eyes and saw a soldier holding her. She struggled a little, but her hands were soft and she had no strength.
"Who are you?" Suwan asked the soldier weakly. "Where are you taking ?"
The soldier looked down at her and did not answer. Only the sound of the soldiers' footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.
Suwan quickly closed his eyes again and fell into coma again involuntarily.
Angela and Zoe chased all the way to the isolation ward. Zoe greeted the guard and entered the observation room next to the isolation ward. From the glass wall of the observation room, they could see Suwan lying on the bed inside. There were several people in protective clothing examining Suwan. Suwan had his eyes closed and was wearing a respirator, and it was impossible to tell whether he was unconscious or awake.
Zoe also asked for a protective suit and put it on. Before putting on the mask, she looked back at Angela and said, "Do you want to co in with ?"
"Why wear protective clothing?" Angela asked instead.
Zoe shook the mask in her hand and said, "Psychological comfort." Then she put on the mask and walked through the disinfection room into the ward.
Finishing work was already underway in the ward. Suwan was not bitten or scratched by the zombies. She just had a fever due to her leg injury. But at this ti, the people in the base had to be wary of any possible signs, otherwise the new base would end up like the next Bellster Academy.
The dical staff in protective clothing in the ward all walked towards the disinfection room and left the ward. Only Zoe passed by them and walked in. Zoe walked to the bed, looked down at Suwan through the glass mask, and then patted Suwan gently.
Suwan's condition was still not very good. She had been tornted with various examinations in the isolation ward, which made her very tired. When she noticed soone tapping her, Suwan opened her eyes imdiately and saw a person in protective clothing very close to her, with the glass of the mask almost touching her face. Suwan was so scared that her eyes widened.
Zoe thought Suwan's reaction was cute, and her laughter sounded muffled through the glass mask.
Zoe took off her mask and playfully said to Suwan, "Is it fun to scare you a little?"
"Is this your sense of humor?" Suwan glanced at the ward and saw that there was no one else. She reached out and took off the mask of the respirator. She was still very weak and her face was very red. Now she was a little bit amused.
Zoe shrugged, tilted her head, took off her protective suit and said, "You were really scared." She removed the tubes and instrunts inserted into Suwan's body, and considerately put a pillow behind Suwan's waist so that she could sit more comfortably. When the needle was pulled out of Suwan's body, Suwan frowned in pain: "What's wrong with ?" Suwan asked her.
"It's just a fever, be thankful," Zoe said.
Suwan didn't feel lucky.
When he woke up, he was transferred to an unknown isolation ward. The dical staff around him were all wearing protective clothing. Suwan thought for a mont that he had beco a dangerous person.
When that student died, wasn't he carried away by people in protective suits? Suwan thought she would also face the fate of being executed. Although she had her eyes closed just now, she had been listening to the movents around her, afraid that soone would suddenly pull out a gun and shoot her.
The Belster students were originally the most valuable assets, they were all elites, but ever since those dead n got up, everything has been ssed up.
"Why did you bring here?" Suwan pointed at the various sophisticated instrunts around that obviously wouldn't appear in an ordinary ward. She paused and said hesitantly, "Do you suspect that I will beco one of those monsters?" Suwan used the word monster carefully. The dead actually got up and attacked the living. If it wasn't a monster, what else could it be? No, maybe it should be a demon, a devil. That thing is more evil than a monster.
"Zombies." Zoe said suddenly.
"Zombies?" Suwan looked at her blankly.
"Yes, zombies, walking corpses, living dead, you can call them whatever you want, but in the research report, the word zombie is still used most often, because it is a specific term that is more suitable to summarize these biological weapons and is more rigorous," said Zoe.
"Biochemical weapons?" Suwan looked at her in surprise. Now that all countries are working together to face the increasingly severe environntal problems, biochemical weapons are a thing of the past, because human beings have difficulty surviving, and biochemical weapons will only make human beings' survival dilemma worse. Although living research is risky and unethical, it can enhance human beings' adaptability, and it is necessary to do so. Biochemical weapons can only bring harm. No matter what kind of biochemical weapons they are, they are all produced to attack humans and harm themselves.
"In fact, although living research is said to be for the survival of mankind, in fact, so research is also planned in the biochemical field," Zoe said frankly. She obviously knew more than Charlotte, as she was the core person in this research plan.
"So those zombies are the biological weapons you are researching?"
"Not entirely, this is a mutation."
"Mutation?" Suwan didn't know much about research in this area, and what Zoe said was too academic.
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