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Chapter 210 Invaders of S City (3)

The blonde beauty in front of them didn't react to Yang Xiao's answer, but a contemptuous laugh came from the mountain armored vehicle behind her.

Next to the blonde woman, the Asian man who had first pointed a gun at Zhong Qiang turned and went back to the car. The car window quickly rolled down a crack, and the man instinctively approached the window. It was unclear what the person inside said to him. The man turned around, waved at the blonde woman, and she immediately kicked Zhong Qiang in the stomach.

"Ah!" Zhong Qiang never expected the other party to do such a thing, so he was completely unprepared and was kicked to the ground by the blonde beauty, which shattered his filter of beauty.

"You!" Yang Xiao tried to help, but two other white men who came up held his shoulders down, making it impossible for him to move.

"Are you Yang Xiao?" The blonde beauty walked up to Yang Xiao and looked him up and down, seemingly not quite believing that the person in front of her was Yang Xiao.

"I don't know who you're talking about." Yang Xiao wasn't stupid, so he pretended not to know who she was asking about.

"Heh, I advise you not to play dumb with me. I don't have that much patience." The woman glanced at Zhong Qiang lying on the ground again. She didn't know where she kicked him, but Zhong Qiang still couldn't get up.

"Yes, that's me." Yang Xiao nodded through gritted teeth.

"Take them away." After receiving Yang Xiao's response, the woman walked past him and got into the RV behind them.

"Who are you people? What right do you have to arrest us?" Yang Xiao was silent for a moment, but Zhong Qiang was still relentless. The two strong white men who came to arrest him were also there. Although he was already tall and big, the difference in race meant that although Zhong Qiang kept resisting, the injury on his stomach always affected his performance.

"There's another one inside, take it with you too." The woman got out of the RV with a bottle of drink in her hand, but the drink froze as soon as she came out.

South China Base

Ji Lang and Gu Nanfeng talked almost all night in Jiang Xing's office, and it was already 2 a.m. when they returned to their dormitory.

Jiang Xing's follow-up instructions were to have them go to the Beijing Research Institute again. They had to search every single laboratory and office, including the one where the door led directly into the desert.

According to Jiang Xing, the 53rd batch of "Human Enhancement Project" drugs was the last batch before the virus outbreak. Medical researchers said that with this sample, it might be possible to develop antibodies against the zombie virus.

"Today I finally understand what it means to 'if you don't court death, you'll die.'" Lin Yun, who is usually a very serious person, could only laugh self-deprecatingly at the information he had just heard. Who would have thought that this catastrophe that was destroying humanity was actually caused by humanity itself?

"So we and the zombies are all products of the 'Human Enhancement Project,'" Pei Sihao said, opening the door to his and Gu Nanfeng's dormitory.

"Let's rest first. I'll do the operation filing first thing tomorrow morning, and we'll set off as soon as possible." In order to set off as soon as possible, Ji Lang didn't continue the conversation. Anyway, they could continue talking on the helicopter after they set off, so he decided to let everyone go back to the dormitory to prepare and recharge.

"Okay, everyone should get some rest." Lin Yun nodded and went back to his and Lu Yuan's dormitory room.

DAY137

In the waters near City S, a massive warship is frozen in the ice. It's about ten kilometers from City S, and the ship likely approached the city after the onset of the extreme cold season.

Yang Xiao and the other two had been brought aboard this warship and locked in this sailor's cabin for a full day and night, and Lu Yuan still showed no signs of waking up. Moreover, no one had come to see them since they boarded the ship.

“There might be reincarnated individuals among them.” Yang Xiao had been silent since boarding the ship until now, and it wasn’t until Zhong Qiang woke up that he heard Yang Xiao muttering to himself.

"What did you say?" Zhong Qiang, still groggy, didn't quite catch what Yang Xiao was saying.

"You've thought about this for so long and this is the conclusion you've reached?" The system's voice rang in Yang Xiao's ears. Actually, after they were controlled, their protective masks were taken away by those people, but their protective suits were not taken off, so Yang Xiao could still communicate with the system.

After they were locked up, Zhong Qiang was so weak from his abdominal injury that he eventually fell asleep against the wall. Yang Xiao, on the other hand, kept wondering why the other person could call him by name.

In fact, from the very beginning, he had thought that there must be another reincarnated person like him among the other party, so he forced himself to keep recalling his past life, trying to find the most likely one among the faces he had seen.

But Yang Xiao was an ordinary college student in his previous life. Even when he later joined the army, he had only met a handful of foreigners, and he had almost no interaction with any of them.

"Your authorization level isn't high enough, otherwise I really wanted to help you." The system was helpless. Its master was currently unconscious, and its master's companions had been controlled by bad guys. But as a system that required authorization, it could only encourage everyone with voice messages.

"I can't find that person." Yang Xiao scratched his head, which he had already turned into a mess. "Who is it?"

"What are you talking about? What's wrong with you?" Zhong Qiang was terrified when he saw Yang Xiao's appearance. Lu Yuan had fainted every day because he remembered his lost memories, and now Yang Xiao was self-harming. Who could tell him what to do?

"I'm fine." Yang Xiao calmed down suddenly when he saw Zhong Qiang's worried expression.

"Dad, don't scare me." Zhong Qiang glanced at Lu Yuan lying on the other bed. He didn't want to face these foreigners alone, not even beautiful foreign women.

“Someone on their side knows me; it should be the person in the car.” Yang Xiao had been thinking about it all night but couldn’t come up with a solution, so even though the person he was talking to was Zhong Qiang, he hoped to discover his own flaws through their conversation.

"You mean the person in the car knows you?" Zhong Qiang thought for a moment, then shook his head. "How many foreigners have you met in your life?"

“You’re right. How many foreigners have I met in my life? And most of them are dead.” Yang Xiao was an art student after all, and he had met quite a few foreigners. However, most of the foreign artists in his books had passed away, so there were probably very few still alive, let alone someone he knew.

"Huh? Right? Right what?" Zhong Qiang's brainwaves were completely disconnected from Yang Xiao's, and he asked to himself.

"There's a high chance the person in that car is Chinese." Yang Xiao had a sudden inspiration. If it was Chinese, many people who had appeared in his life in his previous life instantly came to mind.