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Chapter forty-seven old man

The sun that had not appeared for a long time has already hung high, sweeping away the gloom of the previous few days. The dazzling sunlight shone in Casro, but there is no trace of vitality. The emptiness, ruins, and tranquility still enveloped the city.

In the city lord's mansion, some of the zombie soldiers were still patrolling, and some were standing guard. They didn't know that they couldn't feel tired or felt tired.

The candles on the pillars in the main hall had already burned out and went out. The warm sunlight shone in little by little, illuminating the main hall and also shining on the old man in the main hall.

"Well~" The sunlight slowly crawled onto the old man's face, a little warm. The dazzling sunlight awakened the old man who was resting. He slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand to cover the sunlight, slowly straightened his body, and stood up. Under the sunlight, the old man's originally pale skin became even whiter, and the sunlight made him very uncomfortable. "Sakura!" The old man called out in a weak voice.

After waiting for a long time, there was no reply. No second person appeared in the empty hall of the winner. "Sakura?" the old man called again.

"Aren't you here?" the old man murmured to himself, then closed his eyes and controlled the huge magic power to search the city lord's mansion. All the flowers, grass, trees and soldiers in the city lord's mansion appeared in the old man's mind, "I'm not in the room, where have you gone? Church?" the old man continued to search.

"Hmm?" The thirty zombie soldiers outside the basement attracted the attention of the old man. There was a faint wave of magic in the depths of the basement. "Is the space torn apart? Time and space magic?" The old man opened his eyes and disappeared on the spot. He appeared outside the basement in a blink of an eye. He did not even read the name of the art, and a "short-range positioning teleportation" magic was completed.

The thirty zombie soldiers around the basement were all so alert that they looked at the basement. The old man knew more than anyone else about anything in the basement. If such a situation happened, something must have happened in the basement. After thinking of this, the old man's originally expressionless face became ferocious, and he waved his hands to the two sides, "Get out!" Two invisible magic energy knocked the thirty zombie soldiers away. The old man ignored everything and walked towards the basement.

The passage in the basement was still dark and cold. In this place where the sun could not shine, the old man did not feel discomfort. Instead, he felt more comfortable than outside. The old man walked through the passage, pushed open the laboratory door with his skinny hands and walked in. After looking around, a wall near the dungeon attracted the attention of the old man. This was a wall that was broken by external forces, and the collapsed bricks fell to the ground. The old man staggered over, stepped over the broken bricks on the ground, and walked into the broken wall. Looking at the empty dungeon cell, the old man's expression became distorted, and he roared, "No!" The violent energy instantly filled the entire basement, and everything in the basement was trembling.

But soon the old man woke up from his anger. He squinted his eyes and walked in the dungeon and began to observe carefully, "Well, there is the smell of Sakura here, she is here to live. There are also some traces of fighting spirit and also signs of fighting. It seems that Sakura didn't take away the experimental subject by himself. My baby disciple is very good. But he still neglected his duties, so he deserves punishment!"

As he walked, the old man stopped. He raised his head and looked in the air, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "It's this, the 'space passage'!"

"I will find you." The old man pointed at the void, and the space crack that closed a few hours ago opened again. "Then you all have to die!"

"Hahaha~" The gloomy and terrifying laughter echoed in the dungeon.

In the simple laboratory in the corner of the church, Delai was sitting obsessed with studying Sakura's memories - golden silk threads floating around him. When he encountered something he couldn't figure out, he would look through these memories. As time went by, the originally dark green balls were gone. Delai separated the balls, extracted 12 different ingredients from them, and put them one by one into the test tube.

"It's so incredible. I really want to meet this zombie-sick person. He is so amazing! Hahaha~" Delay looked at the 12 test tubes on the table and said to himself with excitement, with a fever scattering in his eyes. "If it weren't for the memory of this woman, I wouldn't have been able to be so perfectly separated. There are 12 types, there are actually 12 types!"

In Delay's eyes, these 12 test tubes are more like 12 exquisite works of art, "It's so perfect!"

"Okay, I know, I know, I'll go and study the antidote. Don't always urge me! Brother. I know that time is tight, okay, I'll go now, you're really annoying!" Delai said in a very impatient tone. Yiyi was reluctant to look at the test tubes on the table, walked out of the laboratory and walked back to the church.

The zombie disease has been analyzed, and the rest is the 100-toxic weed neutralizes toxins and has the antidote installed.

The survivors who passed by Delai in the church looked at him with a strange look, and some even asked him early. Delai didn't have time to pay attention to them. He was thinking only two things in his mind: zombie disease and poisonous weeds.

Delai pushed the back of the church away. The sunlight made him feel a little uncomfortable. After all, he stayed in the laboratory for a while. The road during the day is much easier to walk than at night. Soon a piece of white grass appeared in front of him. The moment he saw the grass, a light of inspiration flashed through his mind, "Hahaha, I understand, I understand!"

"I know why they need poisonous weeds!" After laughing, Delay said to himself, "We need poisonous weeds to neutralize toxins, and they need poisonous weeds to strengthen toxins so that the original toxins will no longer be afraid of anything. In other words, poisonous weeds are the only weakness of zombie diseases now. Once they get the poisonous weeds, they will merge the poisonous weeds with the disease source body. As long as they succeed, there will be no medicine to solve!"

"The disease source and the poisonous weed are all in our hands. What kind of thing will be developed? I really want to try it!" Delai said evilly.

"Okay, okay, okay, I know, I'll just talk, that is, curious, don't take it seriously, brother, that's true." But soon Delay had no choice but to give up this terrible idea.

"It's so boring!" Delai murmured and squatted down, put on his gloves, and began to pick the poisonous weeds carefully.

It was still in the simple laboratory in the corner of the church. Not long after Delai left, the city lord woke up. As the seal of the diseased body was peeling off, his fighting spirit and physical strength were recovering. "What is this?" Feeling something in his hand, the city lord subconsciously opened his palm, a pill was lying on his palm, and some words were written on his arm, "I'm sorry for what happened just now, this pill is considered compensation."

"Haha~" The city lord smiled helplessly and swallowed the pill without hesitation. The fighting spirit and physical strength that had been slowly recovering began to add up exponentially.

Feeling the changes in his body, the city lord stood up with satisfaction and moved his muscles. A stone statue of a woman in the corner attracted his attention. He walked over quickly and reached out to touch the cheek of the statue, "Sakura, is it you?"

On the other side of the church, outside, three young people were still lying on the ground, resting comfortably in the sunshine, while chatting. Fleck, who was lying on the ground and Gillek under the snow pile were still silent.

"It seems that Ryder's temporary antidote is very effective!" Li Ao sighed at the two quiet giants. They have been there for nearly 4 hours, and it can be seen that the medicine is very effective.

"Well, Ryder is still very reliable." Jane nodded and agreed.

"I'm very reliable too. Look, I was alone just now... and then... and finally..." When it comes to reliability, Li Ao opened up the conversation and chatted endlessly.

"Maybe." Lianhua suddenly said aloud.

"What do you mean? Hua, I just couldn't even control a woman, and I'm so embarrassed to say to me?" Li Ao was very dissatisfied with Lianhua's sabotage.

"..." Lianhua turned her head and chose to ignore Li Ao.

"You, you, what's your attitude?"

Jane looked at the two people around her and said with a smile. "If you have the spirit of quarrel, it means that your physical strength should be almost recovered."

"It's completely recovered, hehe~" Li Ao climbed up from the ground and smiled slightly at Jian.

Lianhua didn't say anything but nodded at Jian.
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