A sound of uniform footsteps came from the ground, and even the rumbling thunder could not be concealed by the crisp sound of the rain. Liao Fan was determined to do it, but considering that there were too many people above, he could not solve it at once, so he had to suppress his temper and wait. More than an hour passed, two people in the team hid in the shop on the street, took out a cigarette wrapped in a plastic bag from his arms and lit it, and began to suck the clouds and mist. Although the air was so hot today, the temperature would drop sharply by more than 20 degrees when it encountered a thunderstorm. Patrol overnight in the heavy rain, it really needed to relax occasionally to warm your body, not to mention that Ningcheng was as solid as a soup, and the patrol task was very relaxed.

The captain of the patrol team whispered to the two of them to move quickly, and then took the others away. The cigarette was very strong, and the two of them quickly felt that their frozen bodies began to heat up and felt very comfortable. They closed their eyelids slightly, squatted on the steps in front of the store, and tasted them in small mouthfuls, trying to make the comfortable feeling stay longer.

At this moment, a tall figure appeared silently from the ground behind them, and raised his hand and knocked the two of them to the ground. After a blow, Liao Fan quickly searched the two of them and found four bottles of blue potions. His eyes lit up and he immediately put the things in the luggage behind him.

He had seen that the people of Ningcheng used this potion several times. Sometimes they drank it themselves, and immediately turned into Spartan warriors after drinking it. They were unstoppable, and even the advanced psychics in Liaocheng could not do anything to them. Sometimes they used it to spill it on the hostile psychics. As soon as they touched the potion, those psychics were limp as mud and could only let them slaughter. They were vicious. In order to prevent the potion from spreading to the outside world, they even did not let go of the corpses of the killed psychics. They poured all the venom of the mutant spider and melted into a pool of fishy pus, making it impossible for outsiders to investigate.

Song Haoxuan sent people to grab this magical potion several times and returned in a desperate situation. No matter how powerful a person is, he will be unable to see these ordinary people who are good at using poison, and they are full of poison. Now, this potion is in his own hands, and after he goes back, he can be handed over to the pharmacist at the base to imitate it, greatly improving the strength of the base.

Thinking of this, Liao Fan was a little excited and couldn't help but take a deep breath. Then his face turned pale and he held his breath, because the air was filled with a faint fragrance of the soul-catching grass. Although the fragrance was dispersed by the rain, it would still cause people to fall into a devil after smelling it for a long time, and then he couldn't help but walk into the flower field and become a fertilizer to nourish the flower field.

He accelerated his movements and searched the two men's bodies again, and confirmed that there was no light green potion that Gong Xiangyi had used for him. Liao Fan did not dare to delay any more. He covered his nose and drilled into the ground, trying to find a few more partners. He didn't know that Jin Shangyu had improved the vine-removing agent and made it into fragrant body pills and implanted it into Ningcheng people's armpits. The fragrance was stable and rich, and it could last for three years. In this way, even if any careless person forgot to spray the potion, he would not be hanged by the vine.

Whether you can find the unused first version of the fungus agent and leave Ningcheng safely depends on Liao Fan's luck.

While confused by the strong physique of Ningcheng people who are vicious and looking for prey underground, Liao Fan was lucky and soon found another guard who was alone. After knocking the other party, he also found half a bottle of unused vine-repelling agent. Sneak to the loose-proof suburbs of the city, Liao Fan did not dare to stay in the ground covered with the rhizomes of the Vineyard vine. When he found that no one was above, he crawled out of the ground and patted off some bright red soil stained with the ears.

This soil is rich in a large amount of iron elements, which is a major feature of Ningcheng. The Vinegar is very fond of this soil. It can only grow extremely lushly in this soil, and the vines are the most tough. This is also the reason why they only take root in Ningcheng but no longer spread to surrounding cities. Once the iron elements in the soil are absorbed, the strength and activity of the vines will be greatly reduced.

Liao Fan stayed in Ningcheng for more than ten days, often sneaking underground, observing the lives of Ningcheng people, and then was shocked by the fierce Ningcheng people again and again.

They can stroll in the rich fragrance of soul-catching grass without being tempted by this fragrance; they can eat alien beast meat without being poisoned; they can even ordinary people can instantly transform into superpowers and exert their strength to the limit; they wander in the outside world's slightest scent, irrigating and fertilizing these murderous plants, maintaining the soil, and making them grow more lush. The mysterious and mysterious people of Ningcheng shocked Liao Fan. If they had not seen it with their own eyes, he would never believe that humans could live so easily and comfortably in the crisis-ridden apocalypse.

However, now is not the time to envy and hate Ningcheng people. As long as they take away these potions and uncover the secrets of Ningcheng people, they can live the same life. Thinking of this, Liao Fan poured the potions on himself and ran out of the city as fast as possible. The rain was too heavy. If he did not leave in the shortest time, the potions on his body would soon be washed away and he would die without a place to bury him.

After pouring potions on his body four or five times in a row, Liao Fan finally left Ningcheng safely. He turned his head and looked back with panting, trying to see the figure that made him feel excited in the endless green sea. After a while, he wiped away the rain from his face and gritted his teeth and left.

A thunderstorm night is the best time for Song Haoxuan to practice. When Liao Fan returned to the base in Linchen, he had just finished his night of cultivation and was about to fall asleep. When he heard the news, he was excited and immediately received Liao Fan.

By the time he arrived at the laboratory, his four Deli subordinates and a group of scientists in white coats had gathered together to detect the ingredients of several bottles of blue potions with various instruments.

"How is it? Have you come to the result?" Song Haoxuan walked over and asked in a deep voice.

"The ingredients of these potions are very simple, but..." The leader of the white coat stopped in embarrassment.

"But what? Don't tell me you can't do it! The pharmacist of the Gong family could improve your disinfectant by just taking a look. If you are incompetent, I will not waste food to support you." Song Haoxuan's tone was sinister, and his eyes were cut on these scientists like a knife.

In a year, the Gong family completely gained a foothold in the Northeast with improved disinfectants. If the Gong family had not been extremely xenophobic and rarely had contact with the outside world, the right to speak in Country C would have long been taken away by the Gong family.

Detecting Song Haoxuan's murderous intent, the faces of these scientists were paler than those of the experimental clothes on their bodies. They swallowed with difficulty, and the chief scientist had to bite the bullet and finish the words, "The ingredients are simple and cannot be simple, but we cannot replicate them with our abilities."

"What does it mean?" Song Haoxuan's face became very ugly.

"These potions are not well-made, and they can even be said to be very rough. But their processing techniques are beyond our existing technology." The white coat pushed the frame of the nose and raised the remaining few drops of the vine-repellent, saying, "This is the juice of the purified vine, and there is no added any ingredients. However, no one in our base can crush the invincible vine and squeeze out the pitiful juice inside."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a strange silence in the laboratory, and even Song Haoxuan could not speak. He is now a high-level thunder and fire dual-type thunder and fire, and his thunder and fire can only burn the leaves of the Vajra vine and not hurt the slightest of this perverted vine. If you want to crush this plant with a hardness that is close to the zombie crystal nucleus, you must be an intermediate level 5 or a gold-type thrust. Such a powerful person is the only one in the world who counts over and over in the world.

Indeed, this kind of potion cannot be copied for the time being, and the plan to enter Ningcheng had to be stranded. Song Haoxuan suppressed his unwillingness and pointed at the other four bottles of blue potions, asking, "Where are these potions?"

He picked up one of the bottles of lighter-colored potions and continued to explain, "This is the juice of the concentrated and purified soul-catching grass. Sprinkled on the psychics can instantly make the psychics lose their power. However, to make this potion, you have to plant a large number of soul-catching grass. Soul-seeking grass cannot be planted in the base, or even around the base. I don't need to explain too much about this, right?"

The lab is so quiet that the needle can be heard. The fragrance of the soul-calming grass is poisonous and can psychedelic people's minds. Planting it in large quantities in the base is equivalent to seeking death, but it is also troublesome if planted outside the base. As we all know, the soul-calming grass has a strange symbiotic relationship with zombies. Wherever there is soul-calming grass, it will definitely attract groups of zombies to wander. Ningcheng is surrounded by Vajra vines, so it is not afraid of zombies coming to smell the fragrance, but Liaocheng cannot do it. If they really do that, it will definitely attract zombies to siege.

Therefore, it is completely feasible to make one or two bottles of blue liquid to protect yourself, but it is difficult to get a bottle like Ningcheng. The white coat sighed a long time ago, and suddenly thought of something, looking at Liao Fan, who could not hide his disappointment on his face, and asked, "The fragrance of the soul-catching grass is poisonous, why can the people in Ningcheng plant a large number of plants?"

"The people of Ningcheng seem to be invincible by all poisons. They are not afraid of the poison of the soul-catching grass, nor are they afraid of the poison of strange beasts. I found that they even make a living by eating strange beast meat." Liao Fan said with his eyebrows closed.

Everyone looked shocked when they heard this, especially in the white coat, they were trembling all over. They grabbed Liao Fan's sleeve and asked if it was true. Liao Fan nodded confidently. He swallowed his saliva excitedly, and said with trembling words, "If that's true, the level of the pharmacist in their base is far above me. It is very likely that anti-toxic agents have been made. Taking anti-toxic agents can resist poisonous insects and poisonous weeds, and can also prevent infection of zombies and alien beast poisons. Oh my God~ Who is this pharmacist? A genius! He is definitely a genius!"

A group of white coats all showed a yearning expression, but Song Haoxuan and others lowered their faces, with a faint ruthlessness and greed in their eyes. They must find a way to get such a genius pharmacist, and they tried every means to get it.

"Liao Fan, you have been in Ningcheng for so long. Have you ever seen that pharmacist?" Song Haoxuan turned to Liao Fan.

"I have only seen his assistant from afar, a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, but he has never seen him before." Liao Fan shook his head.

"A girl of sixteen or seventeen?" the white coat pondered, and exclaimed for a moment, "That's not an assistant, it should be the pharmacist herself. Her name is Jin Shangyu, and she was famous as a genius girl in the medical field at the age of fourteen. Apart from her, I couldn't imagine anyone else who could perfectly improve my disinfectant with just one glance." Other white coats also showed a thunderous expression and nodded in agreement.

"Jin Shangyu?" Song Haoxuan chewed the name, and a dark light flashed through his eyes. An idea gradually took shape in his mind. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment. He looked at the white coat and pointed to another bottle of darker blue medicine and asked, "This is the medicine that can transform ordinary people into psychics? How did it come up?"

"It should be made by incorporating the energy in the crystal nucleus into the blue liquid just now. But just soaking the crystal nucleus cannot extract the energy inside, otherwise the soul-catching grass will not give up the food with abundant energy such as zombies. I estimate that they should grind the crystal nucleus into powder and soak it in the blue liquid so that the energy inside can be quickly extracted. This is also something we cannot do."

Song Haoxuan was silent. After all, it was because their strength was low. If their strength reached Gong Lixin's level, they would not have been so depressed by a few bottles of potions as they are now.

With a sneer, Song Haoxuan waved at Zheng Chaohe, "Go and call the leaders of other bases here. They should be interested in Ningcheng's intelligence and Ningcheng's potions."

Zheng Chaohe curled his lips and agreed and left in a hurry.
Chapter completed!