Volunteer Zhao Dahai

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Zhang Ze met two other volunteers.

One of them seemed to be a professional drug tester. He completed various physical examinations very skillfully. After receiving the room number plate, he moved in on his own and waited for the time to inject the drug.

The other man, who looked honest and honest, looked like he was participating in this kind of thing for the first time.

"Eh? Aren't you Boss Zhang?"

"Do you know me?" Zhang Ze looked at the short man in front of him, "I have no impression of you. Have you mistakenly recognized the person?"

"No, you are the Boss Zhang who drives the Haunted House next door to Hanjiang City, right? I am deeply impressed by you. You saved my life."

Zhang Ze:?

He really has no memory at all.

The man continued, "I used to work at Hanjiang City. It was a dark and stormy night, and I received a text message from my ex-girlfriend, asking me to meet at Hanjiang City Cross-River Bridge. I went without hesitation. I was overjoyed and thought I could renew my relationship with her."

"When I arrived, I found my ex-girlfriend struggling in the river and calling for help. There were many people nearby urging me to go down and rescue people. I didn't even think about jumping into the water. When I swam to the middle of the water, I couldn't find any trace of my ex-girlfriend."

"Not only could I not find my ex-girlfriend, but the people on the shore who were urging me to save people also disappeared all of a sudden, as if they had never appeared. I wanted to return to the shore, but a hand seemed to reach out from the bottom of the water to grab my feet and drag me deeper into the water..."

"The last thing I saw before I drowned was a group of Crow. Then you pulled me ashore and saved me!"

Zhang Ze remembered.

At that time, he and Chen Ge were working together to conquer the Donghai Road Film and Television Base copy.

Yue Pan reflected the video of Supernatural Research Company causing the death of innocent people, Zhang Ze released thousands of Crow, covering the entire Hanjiang City Western Outskirts, and successively saved dozens of people who were affected by the supernatural.

"Actually, I don't want to live for a long time. I'm a loser. My family spent tens of thousands on me to go to college, and I couldn't find a job after I came out! My parents left before I got married. I even had to borrow money to buy them a coffin."

"My ex-girlfriend broke up with me and I had nothing left. Plus after what happened, I really thought about committing suicide."

"Later, I went to play your Haunted House and the scene in the Ring. You allowed me to see the real horror through virtual reality, and I also saw that there were people worse off than me. From then on, I understood that the meaning of life is not to compare with other people, I have to live well!"

The man talked a lot to Zhang Ze.

It can be seen that his personality is somewhat introverted. The more introverted he is, the more he will chatter and talk out everything when meeting people he knows a little bit.

Zhang Ze don't even know his name.

He had already exposed all his underwear.

"Okay, I understand."

"So you went to Vast Sea City to participate in this drug trial, because you can earn more, right? But I advise you to turn back now. The mortality rate of this drug is very high, and it is likely to have unpredictable consequences."

Zhang Ze saw his name through the sign on the man's chest.

Zhao Dahai.

A very familiar name, just like his appearance.

"No, as long as you participate in the drug trial, you can earn 100,000 yuan."

"After earning 100,000 yuan, I will save enough money to marry a wife so that my parents can live happily ever after without any regrets."

"How can death be so terrible?"

Zhang Ze is speechless.

What a classic mechanical thinking.

This Zhao Dahai was also stubborn. He risked death by doing work like testing drugs, but he just saved enough money to marry a wife. Zhang Ze immediately didn't know what to say.

Forget it.

After all, I have consumed it on my own Haunted House, so I am too lazy to spray it.

"In that case, I wish you good luck." After Zhang Ze finished speaking, he was also ready to receive his number plate. The time for injecting medicine is the same, and it is only less than ten minutes.

Wesker requires that the medicine must be injected at 12 o'clock midnight.

So they are all waiting.

"Boss Zhang, you are not short of money, why do you come to test the medicine?"

"I see you opened such a big Haunted House, and it has such a good reputation, you should earn a lot..."

"Hey, hey, don't leave in a hurry!"

Zhao Dahai What else would you like to say.

Zhang Ze was too lazy to listen and received a clean small sign from the staff with the number 3 written on it, which meant that he was the third person to receive the injection.

Back in the room, the frosted glass on one wall of the room is one-way transparent. Zhang Ze cannot see outside, but everything that happens in the room can be seen outside.

Although the room was clean, so was the number plate.

Zhang Ze can keenly detect the smell of blood.

This must be the smell of blood left after someone has died, and more than one or two people have died. No matter how you clean it, it cannot be completely eradicated.

Zhang Ze pressed the call bell.

"Volunteer No. 3, what do you need?"

"Please ask, how many experiments have been conducted in this place."

"More than twenty sessions, including the other two rooms, a total of sixty volunteers participated in the drug trial." the staff member replied.

"How many survived in total?"

"..."

"I asked you how many people survived in total?"

"It's none of your business. If there is no other need, please prepare to inject medicine."

The time comes at 12 midnight.

Several staff members wearing white protective clothing with the Umbrella logo printed on the surface of the protective clothing entered the room. Through the brief opening of the door, Zhang Ze noticed that Wesker mentioned by Nightmare Mission was outside the room, and observed the reaction in the room.

This Wesker...

Doesn't it look too similar to the one in the game?

A standard short-cut haircut, slutty sunglasses, and the face of a strong Western man. The question is how could such a thing become a reality? This is completely unreasonable.

Could it be another weird story similar to Lost Media?

Zhang Ze I really can't understand it.

No matter what he thinks.

The staff put a bandage on Zhang Ze, tightened the blood vessels, and touched Zhang Ze's wrist with their hands. His face suddenly became very strange.

He found...Zhang Ze seemed to have no pulse.

"Where are your veins?"

"Why do you look like you can't even breathe?"

"Why is your skin so cold??"

The staff was immediately confused.

Zhang Ze paused for a few seconds, "Would you like to try again?"

The staff pressed Zhang Ze's wrist again, and finally found a weak pulse and a vein that could be injected, and the frightened expression on his face was slightly relieved.

After injecting a tube of dark red liquid into Zhang Ze.

He ran away as if running away.

After closing the door, Zhang Ze felt that nothing was unusual, and Wesker's cold voice came from outside the room:

"You are asked to stay in your respective rooms for the next 24 hours. You can apply for meals, drinks, and toilet use. The staff will meet all your requests."

"Please make sure that all your physical indicators are normal. No matter what abnormality occurs, you must inform me as soon as possible."