"Are there any other smaller, more powerful cutting machines? These are too big to carry." Ma Laoliu frowned and asked Jin Kui.
"Boss, the cutting machine is more powerful and has a larger basic volume." Jin Kui explained awkwardly.
"No, don't bring anything that is too big. You will definitely be discovered if you bring it there." Ma Laoliu thought for a while and said, "It's better to bring two electric drills."
Jin Kui wanted to speak but stopped.
Ma Laoliu saw him opening his mouth but not speaking, and said impatiently:
"Just say what you want to say, don't hide it."
Jin Kui said: "Boss, I feel that it is very risky for us to do this. If the boss finds out that we are trying to steal meteorites from the sky, we will be dead!"
"There is absolutely no need to take such a big risk for the sake of Oil City. The gain outweighs the loss."
Ma Laoliu squeezed the cup in his hand tightly. He naturally knew that the risk was high, but when he looked at Xiaoru's face, his heart was as sharp as a knife.
In order to develop a zombie antidote, he could abandon everything.
But his reason told him that it was indeed inappropriate to do so.
Taking a deep breath, he waved his hand feebly, "Forget it, go down and don't worry about it."
"Then do we need to prepare an electric drill?" Jin Kui hesitated for a few seconds and asked.
"No need, didn't you say we would definitely die if the boss found out?"
"Yeah, I'll go down then." Seeing that he successfully persuaded the boss not to steal the meteorite, Jin Kui breathed a sigh of relief.
The boss is very kind to him and very loyal, but sometimes he is too courageous.
We have to develop some kind of zombie antidote.
"By the way, boss, Expert Huang said that he will return to Jiayu City with us." Jin Kui turned around, stopped, and said to Ma Laoliu.
"What? He never told me. Why did he leave so suddenly?" Ma Laoliu stood up from his seat.
Jin Kui quickly explained: "I heard from him that there was an internal adjustment in their scientific research team and they wanted to transfer him back."
"Then we don't need the research laboratory we worked so hard to build for them?" Ma Laoliu looked unhappy.
"They will send other scientific researchers over later."
"Oh, that's fine. This Huang Shiyong is too timid and timid when doing experimental research. He won't be a great person. It would be better to replace him with someone else."
Jin Kui didn't answer, gave Ma Laoliu a fist, bowed and left.
They, Wuyuan Mountain, were originally an independent force, but later they were forced to submit to the rule of Northwest due to the power of Northwest, and existed as a subsidiary force.
As an affiliated force in the northwest, Wuyuan Mountain is responsible for resisting all zombies coming from the east and preventing the zombie tide from entering the northwest.
The northwest side will also provide them with some weapons and ammunition support.
Since the virus research team in the northwest needed to conduct human experiments, but the surrounding population was relatively small, they had to capture survivors through Ma Laoliu for human experiments.
After a long time, at Ma Laoliu's suggestion, Northwest established a research institute branch at Ma Laoliu's side, mainly to conduct clinical human experiments on the vaccines developed by Northwest.
After Jin Kui left, Ma Laoliu's expression suddenly turned gloomy.
He took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass.
Drink it all in one gulp.
It was late at night, and he should have rested, but he did not dare to return to his residence. Every time he returned to his residence and saw Xiaoru's face, he could not help feeling regretful and painful.
It’s been almost six years.
It’s been almost six years since Xiaoru became a zombie.
Reason told him that it was almost impossible to transform zombies back into humans, but he still didn't want to believe it.
The driving force that supports his survival is Xiaoru.
He must turn Xiaoru back into a human.
It was difficult to rely on his own strength, so he could only place his hopes on the northwest boss.
But in the past four years, the northwest side has not developed it yet.
Expected again and again, disappointed again and again.
At this time, an oil city suddenly appeared and told him that as long as there were meteorites from the sky, an antidote could be developed.
This kind of temptation is no different than a big, oily chicken leg suddenly appearing in front of a person who is about to starve to death.
But the big chicken leg was hanging on a horizontal bar in the air. If he wanted to get the big chicken leg, he had to go to the horizontal bar and jump up to get it.
But below is a hundred meters in the air. Whether you can land firmly on the crossbar after jumping is unknown, or the probability is extremely low.
The promise that Oil City made to him was the big chicken leg, and the meteorite was the big chicken leg.
He wants to go to the northwest to steal meteorites from the sky, which is like taking off on a thin horizontal bar a hundred meters high.
If it falls and misses the mark, or does not step firmly, it will fall to death.
Just like when he stole the extraterrestrial meteorite in the northwest, if he didn't have time to escape, he would even implicate his brothers, and the boss would definitely kill him.
"Can you change your mind? Tell the boss directly?"
"Ask the boss to give you a small piece of meteorite, and then give the meteorite to Oil City. After Oil City gives you the antidote, give half of the antidote to the boss?"
"No, if the boss knows that I have contact with Oil City, he will definitely kill me."
"Oh shit! These two groups in Oil City and Northwest are so damn speechless! Wouldn't it be better to work together to develop a zombie antidote!"
Ma Laoliu grabbed his hair and let out a painful cry.
He poured himself another glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.
It was so annoying, but he couldn't solve it.
Feeling uncomfortable, he could only drink to drown his sorrows. He seemed to feel that drinking one cup after another was not enough, so he picked up the wine bottle and blew into his mouth.
It takes a lot of strength to blow liquor into your mouth.
Ma Laoliu had a pretty good drinking capacity. After finishing a bottle of high-strength liquor in a few gulps, he finally became drunk.
He lay on the sofa in a daze, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
murmuring to himself,
"At this stage, there are meteorites in the northwest, and Oil City needs meteorites, but the northwest needs the anti-cancer team. Judging from the last conversation, since Oil City can control zombies, it means that they have conducted extremely in-depth research on zombies.
....The cancer team is probably on their side."
"The northwest is very strong, and Oil City... is also very strong."
"Thinking from the boss's perspective, he definitely wants to develop the antidote and have it exclusively. The same goes for Oil City."
"Is there any way to get them to sit down and cooperate sincerely to jointly develop a zombie antidote?"
"Do ideological work for the boss? Let him take out the meteorite first?"
"Sigh...impossible, it's unlikely that the boss would do this. He's such a scumbag, and he's still acting like a stand-in, and he's been seen by the city lord of Oil City in person. It's really fucking awesome! It stinks.
shameless......"
"The city owner of Oil City seems to be easier to talk to. Why don't we let him take a step back and cooperate with Northwest?"
"It seems impossible. Last time the big boss played that trick, trust collapsed, and the city owner of Oil City was asked to take a step back. It's impossible. Besides, there are so many helicopters in Oil City, and Jin Kui has been to the transaction
The market has a large population and may be stronger than the northwest..."
"It's so annoying..."
Ma Laoliu looked at the ceiling blankly. Sometimes he really wanted to curse.
Can't these powerful people sit down and cooperate honestly to find the zombie antidote for the sake of all mankind? Damn it...
How can people be so selfish?
I, Ma Laoliu, spent most of the night thinking about how to promote cooperation between the two of you.
Damn, I'm so great.
Ma Laoliu seemed to have drunk a little too much. A confident man would always inadvertently add some positive color to his behavior, amplify it, and then amplify it.
...
northwest.
The boss's body was half lying in the bathtub.
Look at the mirror opposite and squint at yourself.
In recent days, Gao Zhao and Hong Gongcao have been contacting him every few days.
Reporting on the situation in Oil City, but in his opinion, this information is irrelevant.
The two core questions have never been answered.
In addition, the trading market established in Oil City is a bit interesting.
Gao Zhao and Hong Gongcao both pretended to join in. If they could be promoted slowly, it would be beyond his expectation.
A few days ago, Gao Zhao asked himself to send more manpower to support him, and he continued to infiltrate the oil city and get promoted step by step through completing tasks.
Get inside.
Oh!
The boss raised his lips. In his opinion, setting up this trading market in Oil City was the biggest mistake.
The establishment of the so-called five-level system is even more of a joke.
Although it can motivate people below to work hard, it also disperses power and buries hidden dangers.
Like a hole filled with holes, it will be penetrated step by step.
In his opinion, there is no need to go through a hot war to dismantle the trading market.
All you need to do is send out more spies, then join them in Oil City step by step, slowly advance through the ranks, and wait until the power you master reaches a certain level.
Seize power in one fell swoop.
He will spend the least effort to gain the greatest benefit.
Thinking of this, he got up from the bathtub.
Because of regular exercise, his body is in good shape.
Wow!
The water on his body fell on the tiles drop by drop.
Wrap yourself in a bath towel, wipe your hair and blow dry it.
He came to the living room and picked up the walkie-talkie to contact the guard below.
"Let Youlong come over."
"Yes, boss."
The guard looked at the flashing lights upstairs and made some guesses.
In the middle of the night, let Captain Youlong go up, this...
Forget it, go find Captain Youlong quickly.
The guard didn't think much and ran out in a hurry.
