Apocalypse: The Fat Lady Strikes Back

  Chapter 188 A day like a vacation

  Originally, Qiao Lingxiang saw Lu Zhengqing's serious appearance, thinking that he understood that he had a first-generation antibody in his body, so Qiao Lingxiang asked:

   "Brother Zhengqing, when have you been infected with the 0th generation virus? Your 0th generation has mutated into 1st generation!"

"When did this happen?"

  Lu Zhengqing was shocked, why didn't he remember that he was infected by the 0-generation virus?

  Usually a little cold or fever. To him, isn’t it all normal? Who will pay attention to this?

  Wait for Lu Zhengqing to answer, Qiao Lingxiang said again:

"But it's also alas. It seems that there are many people infected with the 0th generation virus. Only one person has become a 1st generation zombie, and the rest have only 0th generation antibodies. So Zhengqing, you are now a successfully cured person of the 1st generation mutation. "

  Accurately speaking, Lu Zhengqing is a superpower with a first-generation antibody.

  It’s a pity that the first-generation antibody is not effective against the third-generation virus, otherwise Lu Zhengqing must be fine now.

  However, Lu Zhengqing, who was tied into a twist, said to Qiao Lingxiang very seriously:

   "It turns out that the words written by the doctor can't be understood, and I don't know a word."

  Qiao Lingxiang: "."

  She silently glanced at the words written by the doctor. Fortunately, she was guessing at any rate, and she could see something.

   said to Lu Zhengqing worriedly:

"Brother Zhengqing, in other words, it is useless if you are a supernatural being. As long as there is no corresponding generation of antibodies in your body, you will continue to be infected. Each time you are infected with a generation of viruses, you will become a zombie once. You said, if a person with an ability turns into a zombie, does it have any other abilities?"

  Think of Lu Zhengqing's uncontrolled fire. If it was a zombie, would it set it on fire? Or, a zombie, like Cen Yi, is invulnerable with swords and guns, and will chain iron chains, and even more powerful like Zhao Long.

  Qiao Lingxiang felt that that would be the real end of the world, and humans could not defeat the zombies with supernatural powers.

  Lu Zhengqing seems to have thought of this too, his expression is slightly serious, but Qiao Lingxiang can't tell whether he is serious or fake.

  Because of this person, there may always be some destructive words in the next second.

   But this time, Lu Zhengqing said nothing.

  Qiao Lingxiang can only continue to say:

"I have seen some information about the constantly mutating virus before. It means that this virus is very easy to mutate when it comes to the back. It continues to mutate in other people's bodies, and the chance of becoming a zombie is increasing. Zhengqing Brother, I think you have to change from the third generation to the fourth generation, and you may need a lot of fat. I have to find a way to crowdfund some meat."

  Thinking of the group of standard-sized patients on the first floor, Qiao Lingxiang was in a deep embarrassment. The meat in this pot is no longer good, and everyone will be crowdfunded into a slim and slender figure.

  Go to crowdfunding outside the pot.

  Lu Zhengqing, lying on the bed, blinked his peachy eyes slowly, and said in a leisurely manner:

  "Who knows? Alas. I am a person who does not deserve to be the 4th generation infected person, so sad."

  Qiao Lingxiang tried to read Lu Zhengqing’s medical records, decided to ignore his grief, and remembered something, took out Lu Zhengqing’s spherical bones, put them in Lu Zhengqing’s hands, and said:

   "Brother Zhengqing, return your things to you."

"what?"

  Lu Zhengqing put his head upright, looked at his tied hands, squeezed the small ball in his hand, and asked:

"What's this?"

  Before he finished speaking, his face became redder and redder, and he hurriedly released the ball in his hand and shouted:

   "Shui Shui Shui, baby, my fire is coming up, Shui Shui Shui!"

Qiao Lingxiang also found out how Lu Zhengqing's face was red like a big tomato. She stood up in a panic, ignoring the bone ball that had fallen on the ground, and hurriedly picked up a glass of cold water by the table and went directly to Lu Zhengqing's. Splash on the face

   "Zi."

  The sound of a piece of charcoal being extinguished sounded, and Lu Zhengqing was full of steam. He breathed a sigh of relief and said:

   "Okay, well, my great power has been suppressed by my strong willpower."

  Qiao Lingxiang heard what he said, and he was also relieved, holding a water glass in his hand, sitting back on the chair, frowning and asking:

   "Brother Zhengqing, what is your ability? Can you control it yourself?"

  It’s that she finds it weird. Cen Yi can choose to use power or not. Zhao Long has never appeared when he can't control his strength. Why is Lu Zhengqing's ability completely unwilling to do?

  The water on Lu Zhengqing's face evaporated in a short time. He slapped his mouth dryly, and was tied to the bed. He tilted his head and said to Qiao Lingxiang:

  "The mouth is tasteless, it is fragrant, peel an orange for Brother Zhengqing to eat, let me eat an orange, think about how to control this ability."

  Qiao Lingxiang glanced around, there were no oranges in the ward, so she got up and said to Lu Zhengqing:

   "I'll go out and get you some oranges."

"Get some more water, cool it, not hot, it's better to add some ice cubes or something. Brother Zhengqing has gotten a bit hot recently. Do you have a fan? Bring one too and fan Zhengqing. wind."

   Lu Zhengqing, who was on the verge of life and death, leisurely enjoyed Qiao Lingxiang's service. Ah, if he hadn't been tied into a zongzi now, this kind of day like a vacation would be really pleasant.

   "Oh, let me find it."

  The honest Qiao Lingxiang ran to the door of the ward, glanced at the ball-shaped bones on the ground, picked it up, and asked Lu Zhengqing on the bed.

   "Brother Zhengqing, isn't this yours?"

"no."

  Lu Zhengqing tilted his head and looked at the bone in Qiao Lingxiang’s hand. It was indeed not his. This thing was so ugly that it did not fit his aesthetics. He asked Qiao Lingxiang again, and said:

   "Where did you get this from?"

   "The place where the female cat was burned to ashes by you, and fell from you."

  Qiao Lingxiang looked at the spherical bone, she thought it was Lu Zhengqing's.

  Lu Zhengqing shook his head, blinked her peachy eyes, and smiled unscrupulously:

  "It’s not mine, maybe it’s the female cat. You can put it away first, and wait for Brother Zhengqing to get better, then study it."

  Now, he can't take care of himself, and he doesn't care what it is.

  So Qiao Lingxiang had to put this ball-shaped bone into his pocket and ran out of the ward.

  She was puzzled. How could Lu Zhengqing lose control of his ability when he grasped this round bone? Is it a treasure?

  What is really helpful to the abilities, or the bones that are harmful, can't be used by Lu Zhengqing for the time being, he has to control his abilities first.

  Thinking about this, Qiao Lingxiang was planning to go to the open space between the severely dangerous area and the dangerous area to find some oranges for Lu Zhengqing to eat. As soon as he reached the top of the stairs, he was called back by Yu Zheng.

  Just listen to him seriously:

   "Qiao Lingxiang, come here."

  　 I found someone to draw a picture of Cen Yi, which is so expensive. The picture came out for you to see.

  (End of this chapter)