Small pharmaceutical laboratory in the east of the main island.

After two and a half hours of marching, Yin clan and Ying Huan finally arrived at their destination. The two couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, especially Ying Huan, who wished they could weaken their legs and sit directly on the ground. Although their bodies were sitting well on the sofa at home, there was a saying, "Let your soul go out to relax." This spiritual direct connection game can just meet your needs - if you look at it from the perspective of ancient people, it is simply a soul out of your body!

If you let your soul wander outside for two hours and then come back, it will probably be more tiring than walking directly.

"We passed through most of the island in the middle of the night and suffered so much crime. Is it the end of this remote little house?" Ying Huan is still in a quarrel with the Yin clan. They are suffering all the way but have no gains. Seeing that the game is about to be halfway through, it is reasonable for the girl to vent her angrily, "Even someone who knows nothing about the game can tell that there is nothing here!"

Indeed, compared with the various buildings in the center of the island, this small pharmaceutical laboratory is too small to even be noticed. If the Yin clan had not had a sharp eye, he would not have swept this line of small words from the scattered building complex on the map, so he specially planned the tragedy of Ying Huan's "plane crash" and let her land nearby with herself.

From the appearance, this small laboratory has only two floors, and it seems that it has experienced some cruel battle and has become dilapidated. A large hole was opened by some kind of firepower. Under the destruction of the island's fierce wind, the originally white walls of the laboratory became black. Looking closely, it seems that some dried blood can be distinguished from the above. The unique vines on the island treat it equally, drilling its body into it, turning it around two bends, and then drilling out, transforming it into a natural hut. Against the backdrop of the night, the small house stands on the high cliff by the sea. Standing in front of the house door and looking down, the outline of the waves can be vaguely visible, and the "shurrow" sound gently sways from the ears - it is the sea water rushing the reefs.

As Ying Huan said, it doesn’t look like there are resources here, and it’s no wonder that people are rarely seen here - isn’t it equivalent to waiting for death if a normal person jumps here?

He looked up at the map in the upper right corner of his vision. The first round of zombie tide was approaching the island, and it was expected that there would be three minutes left. Once they logged in, the medicine laboratory was within the range of its first attack. Yin clan and Ying Huan had no cars and could not even run away.

In other words... if your guess is wrong, then it's over.

Gritting his teeth secretly, the Yin clan took a step forward and opened the laboratory door hard. To his surprise, the door had been baptized by countless bad luck, but it was still quite firm, as if it was tightly welded to the door frame. The Yin clan had to increase its strength a little, and the old door let out a "creak-" scream, and was unwillingly broken off the door frame and threw it aside.

Logically speaking, there should be several alarms in the laboratory at this time, but there is nothing, and even the lights are not on. It can be seen that the power supply here has been cut off, and Yin Clan cannot carry things that can charge them. If he cannot charge, he cannot turn on the electronic equipment inside the laboratory; the inability to turn on the electronic equipment means that if he really wants to give him any hints, metaphor, it can only be paper, and it is very likely that he is something like documents or documents.

It doesn't seem that difficult to find a paper document from a two-story villa in three minutes.

Especially... when there is a humanoid radar next to you.

"Why are you looking at me... your eyes are so disgusting!" Ying Huan saw the Yin clan suddenly turn around and stare at him without saying a word for nearly half a minute. His whole body was shaking and he had goose bumps. "I warn you that according to the Internet Protection Law, sexual harassment of others online will also be sentenced! If you dare to touch me, I will force myself to retreat and call the police!"

"Who is going to touch you..." Yin clan lowered his voice and complained, then changed into a very stingy voice, rubbed his hands repeatedly, and said with a pleasing look, "Hua~~~Hua~~~"

"Uh... so disgusting, sorry, I'm really disgusting. Can you please stay away from me?" Ying Huan's face showed an unpretentious look of contempt. She turned her body and stayed as far away as possible from this guy with a perverted aura. It seemed that breathing the same air as him was an insult, "What are you going to do? Just tell me."

...

When Ying Huan successfully used her "Eye of God" superpower in the game and found the document hiding on the second floor, the Yin clan immediately took back the disgusting tone and rushed upstairs seriously, as if the tantrum that he had just rolled around did not exist, and everything was Ying Huan's illusion. This kind of behavior of destroying bridges across the river undoubtedly made Ying Huan very dissatisfied. The Yin clan had already made her so angry that her attitude was so bad that it made the girl's face turn blue and her words were incomplete. Originally, this game had a certain horror style, but now Ying Huan was angry and followed the Yin clan into this laboratory with an atmosphere comparable to the haunted house, and even forgot his fear.

"So men are not good things..." She gritted her teeth and cursed in a low voice, "When you are useful to him, you will try your best to please you. If it is useless, it is like throwing a rag without hesitation..."

"You are the same with other girls! If you want it, just coax it with kind words, and throw it away if you don't want it... Sister Ajiu is so beautiful, but willingly being a maid in your house, you must have deceived it with sweet words, right?"

"The soul is faint! The scum! The flower-hearted radish!"

"You must be thinking about something like 'You have no value anymore' right?"

...

"You have no value for use anymore." Yin clan turned his head and said with a smile.

"I really said it! Is it okay to have a little face?!" Ying Huan completely threw away the so-called ladylike temperament, beat his chest and stamped his feet like a gorilla, and roared wildly.

...

With the concerted efforts of the two, the terrifying atmosphere was destroyed so that there was no residue left, and the air was filled with a cheerful atmosphere. It was strange that Ying Huan, a delicate woman who was usually afraid of going to the toilet at night, would become inexplicably nervous when she was with the Yin clan. Even the abandoned laboratory with the style of painting said "I'm scary" dared to break into it, and I don't know what the reason was.

On the second floor where the roof was lifted, the fragments of the table were scattered everywhere, and the ground was even darker. It was hard to tell whether it was tar or blood. After reading it, people couldn't help but feel frightened. A brand new note was scattered on the ground. Because it was incompatible with everything around, the Yin clan noticed it at first glance. This was a brown book cover with a page of about 200 to 300 pages. The cover was painted with an inexplicable pattern - the compass intersected with the ruler up and down, and in the center of it, there was a large g character.

"Is Masonic?" Yin's eyes changed, and he picked up the note that seemed to record some big secrets and read it carefully.

The Yin clan has also heard a little about the Freemasons: they regarded themselves as wise men from the Judah sect, and used "rules" and "rules" as sect symbols to discuss their own wisdom. This sect is often composed of elites of a certain era. These elites gathered together to consider and discuss major events such as the fate of mankind. Some folklore believes that they were secretly manipulating the historical process of Earth civilization. No one could say when this manipulation began... Perhaps most of the current world pattern is already in the hands of the Freemasons. There are many famous people in history that we are familiar with, such as Conan Doyle, Roosevelt, Einstein, Mozart, etc., and some unknown figures in history, but in fact, are core members of the Freemasons.

Now, this logo actually appears in this game, which gives Yin clan a little bad premonition: tapir? I have a lot of understanding of human culture...

With a heavy mood, Yin clan opened the first page of the note, and a string of numbers came into view: 17491221. He sighed softly, said nothing, and quickly turned to the next page. From the handwriting and content, this should be an experimental record, and the experimenters have a very high scientific literacy.

"The greatest inequality in this world is resource inequality. Mediocre people who have no value in advancing human civilization have occupied a lot of resources, and there are not enough things left to elite personnel. This is the problem that the organization is eager to solve... A while ago, an unprecedented war broke out between human beings, and almost all countries participated in it. After the war, peace comes, and after peace comes, war... It seems like a poor reincarnation that can never be liberated. This reminds me of the trunk snake, isn't it ridiculous?"

"War cannot significantly reduce the population... The yellow people in the East, the black people in Africa, and the impure white people who are reckless in Latin America should be our goal. The senior leaders of the organization are constantly working hard with this as their ultimate goal. With the hard work of day and night, the necroa virus has finally come out! Now, two-thirds of the world has fallen into a short-lived peace, and it is powerless to resist. It is time to change the world! I am honored to participate in this glorious and extraordinary revolution..."

Seeing this, the Yin clan couldn't help but sigh. This record was obviously written by a scientific researcher. He was loyal to the Freemasons, but in the end he had not even left his bones, leaving only a dusty note. I don't know if this is a satire and joke arranged by God.

"The necroa virus has magical power. It spreads through migratory birds, mice, insects, and can be transported to all over the world through planes and ships, and infect almost everyone. The infected person will appear to gnaw on himself... It won't take long to escalate the virus and erase their self-awareness. From that moment on, the infected person is actually dead, but their bodies are still alive and moving. They, note, I use them, will wander around looking for living people, and tear them apart and swallow them like turkeys. It's cool, right?"

"We can't believe that the social system that lost the community... They actually began to have leaders and tactics! They hunted fugitives like hunting elks in ancient times... This may be an unexpected surprise. There is no reasonable explanation within the organization. It can only be temporarily considered that the mutation of the virus has given some zombies simple wisdom..."

"The wisdom of the zombies is beginning to double. This is not a good sign. Things are a little beyond control..."

"They found us! After realizing that they were created by us, the zombie leaders seemed quite angry... They pointed their finger at the Freemasons and their God!"

"Zombies began to use weapons! Their learning and imitation ability multiplied exponentially, and no one could explain this phenomenon... If we look at it from human standards, every zombie has the qualities of a good warrior. Some outstanding leaders even showed terrible talents in physics and astronomy... Perhaps, we accidentally created a race that can be a natural enemy of humans. Their only weakness is that they will rot!"

"Zombies founded!!!"

"It's over, it's over... Although humans have tried their best to resist, the zombies have destroyed the entire world. Only the island of Madagascar has not been completely occupied, but that's only a matter of time... All living people realize that this will be the end of mankind."

The record came to an abrupt end here, but it was enough.

Yin clan closed the book, closed his eyes and sighed deeply. He couldn't help but admire the tapir? The control of the tension of the game: human ambitions, rise, war, decline, and destruction are fully reflected in such a small diary. From this book, he even saw the microcosm of the entire human race.

So, what should I do next?
Chapter completed!