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Chapter 325 Infection

"Everyone who should leave left, and those who didn't want to leave didn't survive." Zhan Qijun's tone was very helpless.

Ding Meng stared at him: "But you stayed."

Zhan Qijun smiled mockingly: "I just don't have anywhere to go."

Ding Meng waved his hand and said: "You don't have to be modest. You are very similar to a friend of mine. He could obviously run away, but he is still willing to stay and tide over the difficulties with the refugees, so don't worry, since I'm here, I won't

Standing back and watching.”

Zhan Qijun then looked at Ding Meng seriously: "You haven't asked your friend Gao's name yet?"

Zhong Ting said: "Ding Meng, my brother's friend."

Ding Meng also took the initiative to introduce: "I am also entrusted by the federal military."

Zhan Qijun's eyes suddenly showed hope: "That's great, I know the Federation will not abandon the people."

Ding Meng pointed to the stretcher and said, "What happened to those people?"

Zhan Qijun then put on a serious expression: "This is also a strange phenomenon that has only appeared in the past few months. I found that every other week or so, there are always a few people in our normal population who will appear in this state. At first

I thought it was the cause of the turmoil, and everyone was under too much mental pressure. Later I found that their state was getting worse. At first they were talking nonsense, then they were confused, and then they would go crazy. The strangest thing was their

His strength will suddenly become extremely strong, and he will finally break free from the stretcher and run away."

Ding Meng frowned and said, "Escape?"

Zhan Qijun said: "Yes, we don't know where they are going. Anyway, we can't find anyone. It's like... it's like the world has evaporated, and no one can find them."

Ding Meng said: "Do you think they are sick?"

Zhan Qijun's brows furrowed even more: "I have been studying medicine for more than 40 years, and I have never seen such a case before, because the medical cabin cannot detect it, and it shows that all the results are normal."

Zhong Ting hesitated and said: "Ding Meng, don't you think this is not a disease?"

"You have to take a look to know if you are sick!" Ding Meng slowly walked over and his eyes fell on a young man on the stretcher.

In the vision of telepathy, every molecule of the young man's blood could be clearly seen. Xiao Ai said in a deep voice: "There is indeed nothing abnormal."

The little bad guy asked: "Is it possible that he was mentally attacked by a string energy user?"

Xiao Ai said: "Psychic attacks are time-limited. As time goes by, the power of the illusion will weaken, and eventually the person will return to normal. Only if the attack is continued, it is possible to fall into hallucinations for a long time, but if the attack time is so long,

We already discovered the enemies nearby as soon as we entered the city."

Ding Meng said: "But it will be different if it is an infectious mind power."

The memory awarded by Principal Zhu Bin contains detailed knowledge in this area. There are also many types of telekinesis. Infectious telekinesis is a very unique one. Like general telekinesis, it can inject information flow into the human brain.

, and can be stored for a long time.

The unique thing about infectious telepathy is that the infected object can become a carrier and spread out layer by layer. This is a bit similar to telepathy. Of course, it also has corresponding flaws, that is, the more groups it spreads, the more information flows.

It will gradually be diluted. The five or six people on the stretcher are all ordinary people, and they can be controlled by a little telekinesis. Therefore, it is not yet certain how deep the telekinesis of this string energy user is.

Xiao Ai said: "Then give it a try. Act5570, you just need to exert a little force. The brain capacity of these people is not high, and the flow of information will cause them to become vegetative."

Ding Meng's eyes were slightly strong, and six tiny points of mental power were drilled into the brains of these people. Of course, the information flow spread by Ding Meng were all beautiful pictures: high mountains and flowing water, small bridges and rocks, pavilions, waterside pavilions, and the fragrance of flowers.

Birds singing, in short, these pictures must be to dispel the negative state in their minds.

In just a few seconds, the young man woke up first. He sat up suddenly and said, "Hey, why am I lying on a stretcher? Doctor Zhan, Sister Zhong, are you all here?"

Several other people also improved one after another, looking like they woke up from a dream after a long sleep.

Zhong Ting was surprised and happy, and Zhan Qijun was also surprised: "You cured them?"

Ding Meng shook his head and said: "They are not sick, but their brains are controlled by others."

It's just that Ding Meng couldn't explain the situation in detail to Zhan Qijun, and he probably wouldn't understand it even if he explained it.

The purpose of Ding Meng's trip was to visit Xiaosi's family. Now that Zhong Ting is worried about these refugees, it is necessary for him to contribute: "Little bad guy, can my blood cure these wounded people?"

The little bad guy sighed: "It can't be cured."

Ding Meng said: "Why?"

The little bad guy said: "They are injured, not poisoned. If they are poisoned, they can definitely detoxify. If they are injured, they must have medical resources. Besides, these are ordinary humans. Blood contaminated with K-virus will mutate immediately, so you have to think otherwise.

way."

Without saying a word, Ding Meng opened his backpack and took out boxes of spare nutrient solutions and blood-generating agents: "Ms. Zhong, Doctor Zhan, these materials are high-end products of Xinghong International Group. Distribute them to everyone. It's okay for the time being.

Hold on for a while.”

Zhong Ting and Zhan Qijun were also dumbfounded when they saw that he conjured up a pile of metal boxes and piled them up into a hill in the center of the hall.

"But this is not a long-term solution." Ding Meng frowned and asked, "Where can I get supplies in the East District? Mainly medical facilities?"

This time, before Zhong Ting could speak, Zhan Qijun rushed to speak: "Almost all the supplies were taken away by the rebels, and all the medical instruments in the medical cabin are in their hands."

He could see that the young man in front of him had great abilities and was also a representative of the military. Since he was Zhong Ting's friend, he would undoubtedly be able to bring hope to everyone.

Ding Meng asked: "Where are these rebels now?"

Zhong Ting quickly advised: "Ding Meng, don't be impulsive. These rebels are very powerful. We can sit down and figure out how to deal with the supplies. At worst, I will spend money to buy them from my elder brother."

Hearing this, Ding Meng was not very happy: "They robbed your supplies and killed people and set fires everywhere. You still have to spend money to buy them? Let them take advantage of them and then let these refugees wait for death? Don't worry,

If I say I can get it back, I will definitely get it back."

Zhan Qijun echoed loudly: "Ding Meng is right, there is no way for us to hide here and there all day long. There are fewer and fewer refuge spots, and people are dying every day. If this continues, sooner or later we will be beaten to death by them. Now

Ding Meng is here, why not snatch it back if you can? Instead of waiting to die, it is better to give it a try."

The little bad guy couldn't help but laugh and said: "This guy is really discerning and knows that our Ding Meng is powerful, but there is no need to fight, they are just a bunch of scum."

When they arrived, the detection system of the First Machine had scanned the East Area from high altitude. It can be said that there were almost no armed forces that could pose a threat to Ding Meng.

Zhong Ting was helpless after hearing this, so she had to turn on her wrist device: "Okay, the rebels' material distribution points are all on the ground. I will pass them on to you now, but Ding Meng, you must be careful. I will ask Ah Feng and the others to give them to you later.

Prepare some weapons..."

What kind of weapons did Ding Meng need? As soon as the information was received on his wrist device, he was too lazy to worry about the astonishing looks of the audience. The first aircraft flew out from the corner skylight like a cannonball, and was in mid-air in the blink of an eye.

The light disappears.

Zhong Ting and Zhan Qijun looked at me, and I looked at you, with expressions on their faces that were numb with shock. If nothing else, the individual armor equipped on Ding Meng could do this, at least in Tianmeng City.

After living together for so many years, this is the first time for everyone to see it.

It took a long time for Zhong Ting to sigh: "This friend of Xiaosi's younger brother, alas... I wish Xiaosi was still here."

Yu Fu came over and said, "Miss Third, don't be sad. Maybe this is Xiao Si who is protecting us and knows that we are in trouble, so this young man Ding Meng came here."

Zhong Ting sighed: "I hope so. I hope Ding Meng is fine."

It's strange that Ding Meng is in trouble. According to the information provided by Zhong Ting, the rebels' material concentration points are currently distributed in four large warehouses in the East District. These rebels are also arrogant enough, and they are clearly provoking the military.

, they transported the supplies into the ground warehouse, making sure that the ships above would not attack here, because if you blow up the supplies, the rebels would be unlucky, but the unlucky people would be the civilians who would have nothing to eat or drink.

Then everyone will wait to die together.

Moreover, the supplies on the ground can easily attract the Resistance Army to grab them, which can just in time wipe out the effective strength of the Resistance Army.

Ding Meng checked the coordinate information again. The largest warehouse was located on a hillside in the southeast of the city. This warehouse originally belonged to the Zhong Group, but it was in the hands of Zhong Ting's eldest brother Zhong Hao.

Zhong Hao had no other intention than to sell the supplies to the rebels at a high price, because the rebels were rich and could not be as stupid as Zhong Ting and distribute precious supplies to refugees for free.

Ding Meng thought about it and decided to operate on Zhong Hao. This is how straight men think. Since you think refugees deserve to die if they don’t have money, fine, now it’s the refugees’ turn to be strong. I think you are too weak, so I will

Come and rob you.

The first aircraft arrived at this area called "Black Mountain Castle" in just ten minutes. Before the Dinmen people flew over the warehouse, information streams were flooding the screen, and the radar was constantly switching.

In the display area, the red light flashes wildly on the screen, which is obviously a threatening enemy unit nearby.

The little bad guy said, "Hey, there's a lively fight going on down there, there are so many people."

Xiao Ai said: "I guess these are the rebels and the resistance army."

Ding Meng took a closer look and saw a huge twelve-story building standing on a slightly raised hillside. It looked a bit like the bridge of a starship, but more like a steel factory.

With the factory as the center, surrounded by barren wilderness, there were more than 5,000 fully armed soldiers forming a large circle in the wilderness, completely surrounding the factory.


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