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Under the influence of the drug, Leng Fengyang's consciousness seemed to be quietly swallowed by an endless dark night, with every act of resistance appearing so small and helpless.
As he slowly sank into the abyss of a chaotic dream, A Yan and Luo Shanhe had already devised a plan to shake off the soldiers' surveillance. However, they did not rush to escape; instead, they chose to lie in wait near the laboratory, contemplating how to rescue Leng Fengyang.
The sudden capture at the laboratory struck them like a thunderclap in their hearts, and they had already guessed that this was part of a grand scheme that kept Leng Fengyang in the lab. At the same time, witnessing Leng Fengyang being roughly abducted by an unmarked ambulance made A Yan's heart sink to the depths. She realized that Leng Fengyang had not managed to escape from the clutches of those deranged individuals.
They quickly drove a sturdy tank, closely pursuing the ambulance as its taillights traced an urgent path through the night towards an even more concealed and long-abandoned hospital. They must have planned to rebuild that Terrifying Laboratory here!
A wave of unprecedented anxiety and anger surged within A Yan. Her heartbeat felt like a drum, each thump carrying deep concern for Leng Fengyang's safety. This feeling had quietly blossomed during their time together, an emotional entanglement she had never experienced before. She realized that Leng Fengyang was no longer just a friend or companion; he had become an indispensable part of her heart. Her worries and fears were stronger and more real than ever.
"A Yan, you don't need to worry too much. A-Feng has his own fortune; he has survived so many dangers before, and I believe he will this time too," Luo Shanhe comforted A Yan. As a brother, although he was equally concerned about Leng Fengyang's life or death, what mattered now was how to rescue him as quickly as possible.
"These people are armed, and our Wuyan has been taken from us. How can we rescue A-Feng with bare hands?" A Yan expressed her concerns to Luo Shanhe. The current situation made it clear that rescuing him seemed impossible.
"We need to find that Squad Leader from earlier." Suddenly, Luo Shanhe, who was brawny but not very clever, had an idea. "As long as we can find out which organization they belong to from him, I will naturally have a way to rescue A-Feng. Of course, it depends on whether A-Feng has that kind of luck."
"Lao Luo, what are you waiting for? Just spill it out! How can I assist you?" A Yan was not usually an impatient person, but her worry for Leng Fengyang's safety made her anxious. After all, his situation was akin to a sheep in the mouth of a tiger; he could become an experimental subject for those butchers at any moment.
"Once we know their true identities, I can disguise myself as a medical research expert sent by superiors to oversee this Corpse Poison Development project and find A-Feng's location. A Yan, you will be responsible for providing support on the outside."
As Luo Shanhe contemplated how to execute the plan, A Yan seemed to think of a more secure method. "Since we have learned about these people's origins, why not set up a trap and feign an imperial decree to force them to hand over Leng Fengyang?"
"Brilliant! Why didn't I think of that? If we can pull it off without any conflict, we could rescue A-Feng without losing a single soldier!" Luo Shanhe slapped his thigh, realizing that strategic planning was not his forte and wholeheartedly supporting A Yan's rescue plan.
It is said that in this apocalyptic world, money is worthless; however, scarce resources are hard currency that can dominate everything. Under the pressure of sweetened artillery tactics, they soon learned an astonishing fact from the Squad Leader at the checkpoint: this well-equipped and highly alert guard unit was actually part of the Temporary Government!
Despite being called the Temporary Government, in this apocalyptic landscape, power and influence no longer rely on traditional recognition and systems. Instead, they rest in the hands of those who can gather manpower and arm themselves.
These temporary organizations play a crucial role in maintaining order and distributing resources, yet they often find themselves in an awkward and unaccepted state due to their lack of formal legal status and widespread social recognition. In other words, they resemble unofficial forces operating in a gray area, their existence both necessary and controversial—an indispensable yet difficult-to-justify part of the chaotic end times.
After learning about these individuals, Luo Shanhe and A Yan prepared for their next move, holding tightly to the carefully forged Temporary Government orders as they stepped into the unknown and dangerous Abandoned Hospital.
Surrounding the hospital were White-Robed Experimenters, some busy rebuilding laboratories while others pondered over complex data charts. Initially, they cast curious or puzzled glances at the two unexpected visitors.
"Is this where Dr. Kui is in charge?"
Luo Shanhe's voice was low but clearly pierced through the noise of the Abandoned Hospital. His gaze swept over everyone present before finally settling on a middle-aged Robe Experimenter. The man had thinning hair and appeared somewhat aged, clearly a core member of the team.
Upon hearing the question, the middle-aged Robe Experimenter frowned slightly, sizing up Luo Shanhe and A Yan before gesturing for them to follow him into a recently cleaned room.
The door slammed shut behind them, isolating them from all external noise.
"I am the chief scientist here, Kui. I need to verify the authenticity of the Temporary Government orders you mentioned."
Kui's tone was calm, but his words carried an undeniable authority. As for his identity, Luo Shanhe had obtained his personal file through certain means and knew everything about him, including his name.
Luo Shanhe was well-prepared. He took out a specially made holographic projector from his pocket and pressed a button. A beam of light coalesced in the air, forming a detailed image of an official document that included the Temporary Government seal, information about the issuer, and a formal notice regarding the takeover of the Zombie Toxin Vaccine project by the Temporary Government.
Everything appeared flawless.
"Please take a look, Dr. Kui. We understand your caution, but time is of the essence. The unfortunate incident in the laboratory has forced us to take extraordinary measures to protect the Zombie Toxin Vaccine and its research results, especially that living Corpse Poison Vaccine Formula."
A Yan added at an opportune moment; her voice was soft yet firm as she tried to ease the tense atmosphere.
Kui carefully reviewed each line of text in the holographic image. His brow furrowed at times and relaxed at others. Finally, he sighed deeply and said slowly, "Leng Fengyang is indeed crucial to the Zombie Toxin Vaccine's success. However, if I hand him over to you, I need to ensure his safety."
"Dr. Kui, please rest assured. We come from the medical research team established by the Temporary Government's Secret Bureau. Our mission is precisely to protect and advance these scientific achievements that may save humanity—especially those who have made significant contributions to the Zombie Toxin Vaccine."
Luo Shanhe steadied his breath, knowing that every word spoken at this moment needed to be precise and flawless to avoid revealing any flaws that could jeopardize their trustworthiness.
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