Today is the 1000th day of the experiment.

It was a commemorative day, Robert thought so.

In fact, when Sam jumped onto the bed and licked his cheek with his tongue, he had that thought when he woke up from his sleep.

But he still washed his face as usual and started morning exercises, which was his compulsory homework every day. In this dangerous world, strengthening his body is more important than anything else. It is precisely because he has been practicing for many years. In these three years, he has not been knocked down by any illness.

But today is a little different. When doing pull-ups in the gym and jogging on the treadmill, a strange idea kept coming in his mind. It seemed that someone was urging him next to him, making him more impetuous than before.

"Just go here today-" he said to himself, and to Sam.

Walking around his feet and constantly wagging his tail, Sam seemed to understand what he meant, so he began to walk towards the basement.

Robert put on his clothes and he followed Sam slowly. Because today might be a special day - he used such an explanation to convince himself.

‘So it’s necessary to spend more time in the lab,’ he murmured as he walked, ‘If there are any memorable discoveries on this memorable day, then today is a perfect day.’

He hasn't looked forward to it like today for a long time.

It's been a long time.

After Sam ran to the basement door, he was wandering around there. He had repeatedly reminded Sam over the days that any room in the villa except this basement could be entered. So Sam stood sensibly at the basement door, without the intention of running inside.

"Good dog." Robert scratched Sam's head with his rough hands, which was a compliment for his obedience.

Sam was excitedly spinning at Robert's feet, and the shaking curve of his tail showed his inner joy.

Looking at Sam beside him, Robert felt very sad.

He was very grateful, but he was inexplicably sad.

This loyal friend has been with him for three years. At first it was just a little puppy lying in his arms, a gift he gave to Marley. However, time flew, and in the blink of an eye, the little guy had grown into a wolf dog that had always been strong, but Marley was no longer there. If Marley was still alive, this little devil called him "dad" should have almost reached the rebellious puberty.

Thinking of this, Robert quickly moved his eyes away from Sam. He was his only companion for three years. When God and the whole world abandoned him, only it was still unavailable. However, it was the embodiment of the huge pain that he could not bear in his heart. Seeing its cute and well-behaved appearance, his heart was sometimes bleeding. This contradictory complex entangled in his heart, often causing him to feel guilty and guilt.

However, he is a human or a man. He knows clearly the meaning of his life, so he will never allow himself to fall into depravity in self-blame.

Robert entered the basement and locked Sam out the door.

The basement was a little dark, it was his personal laboratory, with a very spacious space and a complete range of equipment. Although there were no such huge instruments that cost millions of dollars, it was more than enough for him to conduct biological research. He walked out of the corridor and took off the white coat hanging on the wall.

After changing into the experimental suit, Robert's expression suddenly became serious because he felt that his experiment had reached a very critical moment. Today, today, there will be a major discovery! This is his intuition as a researcher, and of course, it is also his expectation.

Although he says this to himself every day.

People always have to have some hope when they live in the world.

First, he still prepared the experiment as usual, washing his hands with hand sanitizer, then turning on all fluorescent lights in the basement. Then he turned on the computer placed in the center of the laboratory, and then aimed the recording equipment at his head to prepare to record today's experiment.

Although this process is cumbersome, it makes the entire experiment appear more rigorous.

And - he lives alone in this world and does not need to race against time.

"Dr. Robert, September 5, 2012, ga series, serum 391."

"Animal experiments start recording."

After talking to himself at the camera, Robert took off the pinhole camera from the computer and put it on his glasses. In this way, he could pass on the pictures he had seen with his own eyes to the computer in real time for recording. This was a rigorous experimental habit he had developed for a long time. Years passed, and no day did he not do this. He walked to a corner of the laboratory and raised his hand to turn off all the fluorescent lights in the laboratory. The laboratory, located deep in the ground, became darker and more mysterious, and the space here seemed narrower because of the darkness, but Robert had become accustomed to it.

Only a few dim light tubes with less power were left in the lighting equipment.

He came to the front of a black shading cloth, showed a serious expression, and at the same time, he removed the black cover with a thud.

The squeaking sound suddenly sounded, accompanied by a crazy impact. The mutated white mice were imprisoned in these boxes. These mice and the mutated zombies that Cao Nian and others saw yesterday showed the same symptoms. Their bodies were white and their blood vessels were bright, as if they were about to explode from under the skin. These guys were very aggressive. Robert's appearance immediately made the mutated rats crazy. They frantically rammed the thick glass with their heads and bite them with their teeth.

And Robert just stood in front of the box containing the test items and sighed constantly.

The experiment still seems to have improved.

He was unwilling to accept it.

"The results of the GA series are as usual."

He said this, but his tone was heavy and his brows were furrowed.

Robert stood in front of a row of boxes, his eyes swept over the mice coldly, and said in disappointment: "Compounds 1, 3, 4, 6··· did not eliminate the virus, and compounds 2, 5, 7····killed the host."

He said, moving his steps and recording the situation of each test sample without missing out.

Suddenly he stopped.

"etc--"

He said.

His eyes looked at a box in the corner. A mouse was lying in the box, looking at him quietly, and constantly using his nose to smell the smell of the air, appearing cautious. And unlike its irritable companions, this mouse seemed to be afraid of the mutant guys around him. Compared with his peers, the little guy's behavior was very abnormal. Even Robert gathered over to look at it, and it just sniffed it with his nose, without the intention of rushing up to bite it.

"Compound No. 6 has low aggression, local pigment recovery, slight pupil contraction, ga-391 serum compound No. 6, next step to conduct human experiments!" Robert said, his tone suddenly accelerated and his voice trembled.

Today is indeed a good day!

Robert clearly felt the blood in his body burning like magma, flowing wildly in his blood vessels, bringing excitement and joy to every cell. He was already excited.

Human experiments are naturally conducted on the human body.

However, his experimental subject naturally cannot be himself, because he is already immune to the virus. In fact, the research he is doing now is trying to pass on his immune ability to more infected people! Let them return to the human face, rather than always living as zombies.

He has been studying this goal for a full 1,000 days.

Although this is not the first human test, he has conducted more than a dozen human tests before this - but without exception, it has failed. The failed test subjects have died in the experiment, and their photos are still hanging on the whiteboard as experimental data, and at the same time, they are silent alert to him.

These are inevitable - but he knew one thing well that it was a huge leap from an animal body to a human body! Once the human body test was successful, it would mean that the virus crisis that destroyed almost the entire world would be solved!

He does not have the conditions to carry out human experiments now, and he still lacks an experimental subject.

A living zombie!

There are no humans in New York City, at least so far, Robert has not encountered even a person who can talk to him.

But there are a large number of zombies here.

These pale and crazy terrifying monsters live together in a community way, like certain beasts and insects.

Robert called their gathering place "Nest", and he thought this title was appropriate.

These zombies may exist in any dark corner of this giant city - subway tunnels, underground parking lots, closed apartments, and even containers and trucks. In short, this city has countless nests. These zombies who hike out at night are like bats. When the sun sets, they come out of the gathering place and start hunting in groups. Their recipes contain the names of various North American beasts, such as reindeer, gray wolf, cougar, and even animals that escape from zoos... Of course, humans are also among them, but human food is a luxury for these monsters, and it is a delicacy, because even these monsters have not found traces of humans for a long time.

The reason why Robert was able to survive in such a dangerous New York City was not entirely due to luck - although he was a scientist, he was also a soldier! He had good survival ability and literacy, the university taught him science, and the army taught him how to survive in the end of the world.

Survive alone in New York.

Now that his goal is clear: a ** who can conduct the experiment! So he immediately brought his gun and ammunition, prepared the rope, and took Sam out.

To catch zombies alive, the first thing you need to do is to find a nest. Just like when experienced hunters hunt, they will not set traps anywhere in the forest, because that will result in half the effort. They first need to find the range of prey activities, or the paths the prey often passes through - this can be seen from footprints or traces of feces. What Robert wants to do now is what a hunter should do.

But before that, he had to do something more important.

On the pier of Nangang.

An off-road vehicle came here with a car of salutes.

Robert got out of the car with Sam and sat down straight in front of a desk at the front of the dock.

There are tall buildings on all sides, and these huge buildings like walls surrounded the bay. There are several kilometers of distances on both sides of the bay, and huge warships and even aircraft carriers are parked in the middle of the bay - and there are even the most advanced fighter jets of the US military. Connecting this bay are two bridges, but both bridges have been broken. Of course, this kind of building will not break easily. Even if no one comes to maintain it for two or three years, or even more than ten years, it is definitely more than just like now. The sections are in two pieces, and the exposed steel bars are like skeletons, incomplete. Robert knew that these two bridges were destroyed by the US side. The fighter jets shot two Tomahawk missiles onto the bridge full of vehicles and humans. Then, the bridge collapsed with a bang, and countless debris fell into the bay.

All this is vivid when Robert recalls.

I don't know if he felt that he was urged to cry.

But he held back.

Because he didn't have time to be sad, or his tears had already shed that night.

Robert turned on long-wave communication broadcast.

Like morning exercises and experiments in the morning, this is also one of his must-do things every day. He wants to declare to the possible survivors that he is still alive and let them meet with him as much as possible! He is not afraid of a person's life. In fact, the days of a person and a dog are sometimes a little leisurely and comfortable. Loneliness is what happens when he gets used to it. What really makes him feel terrible is that he is the only one left in this world.

Among the billions of human beings, he is the only survivor!

If this is the case, then what hope is there in this world?

What if he developed a vaccine?

There is no hope for humans to continue.

He has been waiting here for three years in order to wait for the emergence of a human being.

It is already the hottest day and the sun is also the highest time.

Robert shook his head and stood up from the seat.

It seems that no one will come today. Robert thought to himself, and packed up his computer and the video discs he rented from the video disc rental office on the street. Because there is no Internet in this world, he can only pass the time through these video discs.

He turned around and left. After returning to his car, he did not drive away directly, but took a pair of golf clubs out of the car. The abandoned aircraft carrier parked in the distance was a very suitable entertainment place for him, and it was a place where he often practiced golf technology. The fighter planes parked on the aircraft carrier were still brand new. Although these high-tech war weapons require harsh maintenance conditions, in fact, their anti-oxidation and corrosion resistance are far superior to ordinary machines.

But at this moment—

In the sky that he did not notice, an invisible black shadow flashed by.

This black shadow is the reconnaissance aircraft No. 1.

After passing through the area where Robert was, the camera of the No. 1 aircraft began to adjust the focal length and continuously clear Robert's figure. Finally, the figure of this vicissitudes of man appeared on the picture. He was holding a golf club in his hand and had already begun to climb the aircraft carrier.

"Is this the goal we want to protect?" Zhang Yang looked at the images on the computer and said in confusion, "It seems like a guy who is not easy to mess with."
To be continued...