Be the savior from Frostpunk

Chapter 169 Banan Variation
After a total of three circles of mines were laid and the innermost circle was laid, the rangers who were on the front line of investigation have been sending back information.

Although the location of the plain here is actually a narrow land between two mountains, the huge gap opening along the river still has an area that can accommodate many camp life.

The more fertile land there is, the more people can be fed. There are at least dozens of small camps here for rest and recuperation.

The vastness of the land meant that rangers could not lead people to safe paths in time.

Nearly half of the camps are out of contact or have been overrun by freshly infected people.

Their survivors became enemies of humanity and joined the zombie horde.

Fortunately, the current ranger is still able to guide the infected at the front of the corpse tide to go around for the time being. Coupled with the efforts of the World Cleansing Plague Army before, the time of direct contact with the corpse tide has been extended for another two days.

The time left for Li Jianghao to prepare was finally not so tense.

He was able to plan to take the time to drive Viking back to the interior of Phoenix and meet the emperor.

Typhus returned to the camp at noon the next day, one night later than the other plague-cleaning troops.

Typhons dropped the plastic bag in his hand on the floor of the second basement laboratory.

Li Jianghao was slightly silent. It was difficult for him to ignore these matters and became talkative.

The tyrant who had been reduced to a background board was driven to restrain this still moving body on the test bench, corresponding to Banan's body and the banshee's arms.

Typhus manipulated the test platform with his broad palm, extracted blood from the arm of the wild banshee he had brought back, and injected it into Banan's body.

"This guy's inhibitor is ridiculous. He actually thinks that the so-called serum inhibitor can clean up the prion protein. For the infected, the blood that has supplied the brain is poisonous, and the blood oxygen structure in it is different. The sluggish period in which the prion protein recognizes the new blood oxygen structure is regarded as an inhibitor. I have to say that your scientists are so rash, and it makes sense to create such a scene. In my few memories, there is no Which human planet succumbed to the apocalypse of walking corpses. Even so, your firepower weapons should easily destroy these flesh and blood bodies, why did you fall into this situation."

"When she was killed, was that woman still conscious?"

Inside was the crouched body of a white man, with no visible abnormalities, but the most important face was obscured.

However, the banshee arm that I got at the beginning still maintains its white complexion and is very clean.

Li Jianghao remembered this name. It was mentioned in one of the few complete records preserved in the research institute where they first encountered the fifth-generation infected.

The man was wearing a lab coat that resembled a doctor's coat and was covered in dried and hardened blood. His name could be vaguely drawn from the identification tag hanging on it:
"Charles."

Li Jianghao couldn't help but ask tentatively:

The professor developed an inhibitor that could suppress the virus, but it seemed to have failed, leading to the total collapse of the institute and connected shelters.

Typhons comforted himself this way, this was the first time he had protected the human race since he fell into chaos.

Despite the stability factors of the laboratory environment, Banan's body has begun to decay slightly. The banshee arm that has been removed from the torso is still stable. Compared with the one on the ground, it looks more like it was recently removed from the torso.

Li Jianghao is very interested to know what is in the part they haven't explored, and whether it is really the cradle of all the fifth-generation infected people.

In Typhus' hand was a plastic experimental bag, a bag used to hold the limbs of various experimental creatures.

These players kept silent about the captain's disappearance, even Li Jianghao couldn't ask anything.

Li Jianghao said: "You say so much, it means that the inhibitor this guy made is a guy, which is similar to a medical placebo. Then why did you bring him back, and what does it have to do with this different banshee? "

He said: "When the placebo was working, a woman successfully completed the transformation of the banshee. In those experimental records smeared on paper with flesh and blood, this idiot crushed a rare experimental subject and stuffed it into ventilation ducts."

Banan's body finally began to move, fat seeped out of his skin, and the remaining flesh began to expand to fill the empty skin.

Typhus shook out of the plastic bag, and a bloody banshee arm fell out.

"A poor wretch who has gone astray."

Li Jianghao looked carefully. The banshee arm that was thrown to the ground looked like it had been torn off from the torso recently, but the rotten or withered skin of the infected people was well preserved, which was their characteristic.

Typhons slowly retreated in front of Li Jianghao, using one of his arms to protect Li Jianghao behind him.

All for the favor of his loving father and to prove that he is stronger than Mortarion.

"How did you find that place, what did you see in it, is this man still alive?"

"Can you see the difference between the two?"

Typhus smiled broadly, perhaps with a hint of disdain.

"Obviously." Typhons walked to the banshee's arm on the test bench, picked it up, and pointed at the muscle lines on it with the spikes on the tip of the hand armor.continued:
"The muscles here are extremely tight, and cross-sections of the connecting ligaments show that there was an attempt to struggle before they ruptured."

Li Jianghao didn't feel embarrassed, it's not that he didn't hear the disdain in Typhon's words, anyway, he is not a person in this universe.

He was sure that he would crush the head of this low-level mutant the moment it moved, but just in case, to avoid any accidents happening to this fragile human body, he still had to protect Li Jianghao.

"You have done this before, but without success. Now, you can see the mutation process of the fifth-generation infectious body that you have always wanted to understand."

He pretended to be his identity when he was still an Astarte, and sometimes even he himself didn't know why the memories of humans that should have been abandoned were slowly substituted into it at this moment.

The broad figure sat up slowly, and the tyrant on the side seemed to sense the danger, and began to approach the mutating bloated zombie.

The gray-green complexion began to spread, Banan's few facial hairs began to fall off, and a literally pure and flawless creature was born.

Then foul-smelling saliva began to secrete in Banan's mouth. His neck was piled up, layer after layer, accumulating and secreting saliva containing pathogens, and finally flowed out of his mouth.

Without saying a word, the tyrant quickly pressed Banan's shoulders, picked him up abruptly, and threw him far away, away from Li Jianghao's direction.

(End of this chapter)