The brief dialogue in the hall determines the fate of the thirteen selected people.

Carlos took advantage of the fact that the recorder and others surrounded the female commander and listened to her instructions on other daily affairs at the base, and stuck the small paper man into the crack of the metal door. This was a place that was difficult to find.

Then he pulled his spirit back from the little paper man and opened his eyes on the sofa in the lounge.

The people in front of them, whether they were passive Xiaoyao or other familiar or strangers, were still chatting, waiting for the end of the test outside. No one would have thought that the female commander had just ordered them to be dealt with.

Carlos tilted his head and looked at the scene.

He still found it strange.

Are they really infected?

In the world view of this world, the word infection is limited to being contaminated by the vengeful spirit virus. It failed to resist infection and has unknowingly moved towards irreversible death.

If this is true, it is normal for the base to deal with them. The infected people no longer have the emotions that humans should have, and instead bring endless dangers to the people around them in the process of death.

Simply put, it is a time bomb that abandons similar thinking.

The problem is...

They did not meet the conditions for this infection.

Even if these people in front of him are just infected and happen to be the type of symptoms that are not obvious after the infection, what about him?

Carlos can always be sure that he is not infected.

Let me talk about Xiao Yao, this girl is very emotionally rich, and she has not become paranoid or unreasonable. Although he speculated that the actor had already made some measures against Xiao Yao, Xiao Yao's overall thinking has not changed, and the actor's methods are also different from the viruses in this world.

The base classifies people who are not infected by the virus as infected and makes a quick decision to deal with them.

Is this really a place to provide protection for survivors?

"Aluo, do you have any worries?" Xiaoyao glanced at him and said with a little concern, "You haven't spoken..."

Usually, Carlos is very willing to add to various topics for his social awesomeness.

Carlos looked up at her and thought for a while.

What is the purpose of the base now does not matter for the time being. What is important is what the thirteen selected people have in common and will be judged as infected.

At that time, their samples were all displayed in the instruments with green lights, which meant safety. However, after listening to the radio of the recorder on the surface, he realized that the instrument was simply an embroidered pillow, which was not useful.

Perhaps all sample instruments will be displayed as green light, which is a way to make everyone feel at ease, and it is the person who determines whether they are infected.

The lounge was pointed to by the recorder.

The person who is tested passes the information to the recorder, and the recorder then divides them, the "infected persons" from others. This way of transmitting information is very important.

Maybe it is to detect a certain action of a person? Or it is a certain sentence or a certain word.

Anyway, when he was checking, the detector suddenly mentioned his sister and chatted with him for a few days. Carlos felt a little strange at the time. Now it seems that maybe it is the detector who is sending messages to the recorder. After all, the conversation was quickly interrupted by the recorder, and the recorder assigned him to the current lounge.

But in addition to the private distribution decision, they must have something on them, which led to their labels being infected.

Carlos vaguely heard the sound of footsteps approaching outside.

It seems that someone has come to deal with them.

Speaking of where the base would throw infected people to, Carlos was also very curious. He had not been exposed to this work, and these were things that only the cleaning team and other management would do.

He could have escaped directly now, but if the remaining 12 people died, he would have no way to find common ground.

Carlos decided to let it go and take a look first.

If this happens, he will definitely not be able to stay at the base. He can change positions with Zhao Yijiu - or directly change positions with Yu Xing, so that they can enter the base to continue exploring, while he can take advantage of the space advantage to explore several more places in the city.

Just so happens that if he goes to the city, he can also take other people in the lounge, provided that these people will realize when they are dealt with later that they are no longer welcomed by the base and can only find another place to go.

Carlos looked at Xiaoyao without saying anything, and Xiaoyao showed a confused expression. Just as she was about to say something, the door was opened.

"Someone is here again?"

"The test is over?"

The people in the room looked out the door at the same time, but what was waiting for them was a pitch-black gun, and the black muzzle was pointed at them. The people holding the gun were all wearing the uniforms of the cleaning team.

The actor is not among them.

Carlos felt very sensible when he looked at these people. He seemed to have never seen them in the base, nor during the cleaning team's daily patrol.

"What are you doing?" Someone was confused.

"Hey, why are you pointing a gun at us?" Xiao Yao stood up immediately. She usually had contact with the cleaning team, but she had no awe of the people in the cleaning team.

"Everyone stand up." The leader was a man who looked over 40 years old, wearing a thick filter metal mask, and swung his gun, indicating that they should do as he said: "There are problems with your test samples and need to undergo re-examination. The doctor is waiting for you, come with me."

Carlos was amused.

They all came with guns and even made excuses to let them go to the burial place consciously. This is not very credible.

Sure enough, the person who was already more vigilant frowned: "It's okay if you re-examination, I will cooperate, but can you put the gun down?"

The middle-aged man said coldly: "Sorry, the responsibility is for safety."

"Hey, what's safe? Make it clear." A very strong man stared at the gun with dissatisfaction, "It's just that there's something wrong with the sample. That's your work mistake, not ours. Why should we be pointed at by the gun? At least before the re-inspection results come out, we are all normal survivors of No. 51 collectively, right?"

A short-haired woman said, "We didn't say we didn't cooperate. Is it okay if you want to shoot us all now?"

Carlos wanted to make trouble, but he didn't expect that he didn't need to say anything, and others could argue by themselves.
Chapter completed!