Chapter 1788: 431: Marching Forward Under Load_5

Stella ran to several supermarkets in one breath before she managed to buy some bread and rice.

The food was barely enough for a month’s consumption. After getting home, Stella filled every water container in the house, then she and the children took refuge in the basement.

Delridge was one of the fleeing individuals.

His face was etched with panic and disarray.

All he wanted to do was get out as quickly as possible.

But there were people everywhere.

There were cries everywhere, and all the safety exits were blocked. They had nowhere to flee.

Delridge screamed in despair.

Regret!

He regretted not listening to his teacher’s advice at the time, and he regretted even more that he hadn’t left the death-trap building with Alnwick.

If only he could turn back time, he would follow his teacher without hesitation.

But now,

what use was regret?

Delridge phoned his family to leave a last message.

“Mom and Dad, I’m sorry, I might die…”

“No, you won’t die, dear, you won’t. Your father and I will find a way to save you.”

His parents comforted Delridge.

But Delridge knew very well that unless a miracle occurred, he was only facing a dead end.

Just one bite from a zombie, and you become one.

No one could take that risk.

And no one could assure how many people inside the building had been bitten.

So, locking the door was the wisest choice.

Outside, rescue teams were evacuating the crowd, bringing in armored vehicles and cannons.

If any zombies escaped, they would just crush them with the armored vehicles.

As for the cannons,

that was the last resort.

If they couldn’t deal with the zombies, then they would have to use the cannons to bombard the building and completely eliminate the zombies.

But that would mean

everyone inside the building would perish, too.

Officials from Country Polluton had summoned many experts.

They were all discussing countermeasures.

Professor Alnwick was also at the scene, contacting Viola Thompson.

Since Viola Thompson had predicted that forced experiments would inevitably lead to a mutant zombie virus, she might have a way to combat it.

But strangely, he couldn’t get through to Viola Thompson.

That made sense, though.

If he were Viola Thompson, he wouldn’t want to answer his calls either.

After all, Viola Thompson had predicted the outbreak of the zombie virus.

And just yesterday, she had issued a news release, urging everyone not to attend the press conference.

Not only that.

Viola Thompson had also contacted the leaders of Country Polluton.

But none of them had taken Viola Thompson’s words seriously.

Viola Thompson must be furious now.

If Country Polluton had taken her words to heart sooner, this disaster would not have occurred.

With this thought, Professor Alnwick sighed.

A leader came up to Alnwick, asking anxiously, “Have you reached Professor Thompson?”

At this moment, Viola Thompson was their only hope.

Professor Alnwick shook his head.

“No.”

Boom! At that moment, the sound of a helicopter filled the sky.

Alnwick looked up.

Seeing the bright red flag on the helicopter, hope flickered in his eyes.

It was Viola Thompson!

The people on the helicopter must be Viola Thompson!

“Professor Thompson!”

Sure enough, as soon as the helicopter landed, Viola Thompson stepped out.

The senior officials of Country Polluton immediately went to greet her, “Professor Thompson!”

Viola Thompson’s presence on the scene brought a great deal of motivation and hope to everyone.

Viola Thompson nodded slightly, “I’m already aware of the situation. How many people are inside now?”

“One hundred and one have escaped, including the staff, leaving 16,644 people still inside!”

Viola Thompson frowned.

She hadn’t expected there to still be so many people inside.

When she had released the news announcement, she intended to reduce the number of people at the scene, but clearly, no one had heeded her warning.

The zombie virus spread incredibly fast, and by now, at least five or six hundred individuals inside must have already mutated.

The situation was too dire!

Professor Alnwick ran in at this moment, “Professor Thompson, what do we do now?”

Viola Thompson followed up, “Don’t panic. Our laboratory has developed a specific drug to combat the zombie virus, but time is of the essence, and I don’t know if it will work. We can only try it out.”

Hearing this, Alnwick breathed a sigh of relief, knowing Viola Thompson must have a solution.

Professor Alnwick continued to inquire, “How do we use the antidote?”

Viola Thompson said, “Just shoot it into the zombie’s body, like an anesthetic needle.”

“Give me the stuff, and I’ll send in sharpshooters!”

Viola Thompson nodded, directed people to distribute the antidote, “The supply is limited, remember not to waste it. Also, it will only be effective if shot into the governing vessel acupoint of the zombie!”

Saying this, Viola Thompson pointed to a spot on Professor Alnwick’s back, “Right here.”

“Understood.”

Alnwick quickly distributed the antidote to the sharpshooters, preparing to go in and fight the zombies.

Viola Thompson picked up a rifle, slung a backpack over her shoulder, and headed inside.

Seeing this, Alnwick was shocked.

The senior officials and Alnwick immediately stopped Viola Thompson, “Professor Thompson! It’s too dangerous inside; you can’t go in!”

Viola Thompson’s face was expressionless as she said, “I need to understand the situation inside to communicate with the laboratory in time and develop the antidote against the zombies. Don’t worry, a few zombies are not going to hurt me.”

Vincent Lee and Mila were waiting for her news.

To expedite the development of an even more effective drug.

At such a time, she was the best candidate to go in.

After saying that, Viola Thompson turned and walked away.

Decades ago, it was the sacrifices and burdens carried by the former generation that brought peace to the world.

Alnwick, watching Viola Thompson’s retreating figure, felt his eyes well up, struggling to speak.

While the people inside the building fought desperately to get out,

others were fighing to get in.

Not until Viola Thompson and the sharpshooters’ silhouettes had disappeared from view did Alnwick, his hands trembling, salute them.

The others behind him also put aside all their belongings and saluted in the most impeccable manner.