Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Chapter 400: Raising a Child in the End of the World and Killing Zombies 14

There are less than two days left before a large-scale outbreak.

Even though the country has attached great importance to this matter, it has also issued corresponding measures.

However, if the leaders follow suit and individuals do not pay attention and do not take it seriously, the effectiveness of the implementation will be greatly reduced.

Now the effect is achieved. Just now, when Zhang Songmin saw Li Chengcai's current situation, he used his mobile phone to have a video conversation with Liu Changshu who was at the foot of the mountain.

I also recorded a video and sent it to him.

The two of them are junior cadres in the town, and this time they brought with them two young people who had just started working.

When Muchen came to find the old village chief, the two of them met and made the decision immediately.

He, Muchen and the old village chief went up the mountain. Liu Changshu took the two children and visited every household to check on the health conditions of the residents.

If anyone has a fever, isolate them immediately as instructed in the notice.

Observe their physical changes and report back.

At the same time, Zhang Songmin also sent Li Chengcai's video to their large work group, so that colleagues in other places would pay attention to it.

While Zhang Songmin was dealing with his grandmother, Sirong and Muchen went outside the cave for a brief discussion.

"Those infected can be temporarily quarantined here. This will allow me to observe them closely and see if we can find some breakthroughs. It would be great if we could develop a vaccine."

"Does it have any effect on your body? You are still pregnant."

Muchen was not afraid that the villagers would steal their supplies, as he had specially reinforced the rooms where they lived.

The doors are wired with electric grids, and the water, electricity, and heating are all self-contained. You can completely close the door and live on your own.

Also, Muchen spent the past two months digging an escape passage to the back mountain in the innermost room of the cat's eye cave with his two fathers.

The passage was very narrow, only wide enough for one person to crawl out.

But it is also a fallback when there is an emergency.

Moreover, Muchen also opened small doors on the walls between the rooms they chose.

It is one meter high, and you need to bend over when passing back and forth.

It’s not that Muchen doesn’t want to open a bigger one, but the wall of this cat’s eye hole is too thick. It’s really difficult to open it without using large machinery, relying only on the small electric drills in their hands.

It's also a witness that the older generation works really hard and doesn't cut corners.

This way, you can go in and out of several rooms without opening the outside door.

At that time, whether you go to the next room to get supplies or the whole family is in the same room, you don’t have to go through the outside door.

"It should be fine. I just observed Li Chengcai's condition. Based on Xiao 5's data analysis, I'm 80% sure.

The transmission route of this mutation should be through blood and saliva.

As for the pathogenesis, it probably depends on the individual's constitution."

"Haven't you noticed? The first group of people to be infected were young and middle-aged people with relatively good physical fitness."

"I discovered that when my original owner died, I was bitten to death by a guy in his 20s who looked like a fitness coach."

"In other words, the elderly and children with weaker constitutions were first eliminated by the virus.

In other words, they were also infected with the virus, but they did not produce antibodies, which resulted in no mutation."

Muchen nodded in agreement and had no objection to Sirong's opinion.

"Then let them send all the people with symptoms here first?"

"Well, you go talk to Secretary Zhang, and I'll go convince grandma."

The old lady in the family is a stubborn person. When she was young, she never suffered any loss in quarrels with people from all over the town.

Now she thinks that it is absolutely impossible for Secretary Zhang to take advantage of their family.

If Sirong hadn't given them guidance, Sirong's parents probably wouldn't have been able to do anything.

"Grandma, listen to me. We agree to Secretary Zhang's request."

“Why?”

The old lady suddenly pulled her hand back, her eyebrows knitted into knots, and her voice suddenly rose an octave. "The houses here were all renovated with our family's money, why should we let them take advantage of us?"

Sirong quickly supported her angry grandma, leaned close to her ear and lowered her voice: "Grandma, listen to me, don't be anxious."

She pointed deep into the cave and said, “You haven’t seen the room we renovated yet, have you?

These houses are quite sturdy. Even if the patients turn into zombies, they can't hurt us. You can go to my room later and see how thick the walls of this room are.

The wall is so thick that even ten zombies can’t break it.” He made an exaggerated wall-banging motion, which made the old lady’s mouth twitch.

Sirong put her hands together and put them on her grandmother's ears: "Besides, these patients are isolated here, and the healthy villagers in our village dare not come here for fear of infection.

Don’t forget, we have stockpiled a lot of supplies.”

Grandma suddenly grabbed Sirong's wrist with such force that it hurt her: "You child!"

Tears glistened in the old lady's cloudy eyes. "They're afraid of infection, but aren't we?" She pointed at the iron gate with a trembling finger. "Look at that kid from the Li family. His face looks like he's dead..."

"If this thing really turns into what you call a corpse, howling like a ghost every day, what good will it do?"

Sirong's heart softened, and she squatted down to look at her grandmother. "Grandma," she gently wiped the tears from the old woman's face, "as long as you don't get scratched or touch saliva, it really won't be contagious."

"I don't believe it," Grandma suddenly slapped her hand away, her lips trembling with anger. "What if it gets infected? Or if you accidentally get scratched? These are all accidents. Who can prevent them?"

She suddenly lowered her voice, leaned close to Sirong's ear and gritted her teeth, "What if those ghosts start howling and scare my great-grandson to death?"

Sirong couldn't help laughing, holding her grandmother's face and kissing her: "There won't be any accidents, we just need to avoid contact with them.

The people who send them over at that time will all be Zhang Songmin's men.

Besides, this place has been chosen by Secretary Zhang. Do you think it will be OK if we don't agree?"

Grandma glared at me and said, "That's impossible. I paid for it. If I don't agree, they can't come!"

Sirong was helpless: "Grandma! This is not our land."

“That doesn’t belong to their government either!”

"It's certainly not the government's, but they have the right to send troops to help coordinate."

"What do you mean?"

"So, doesn't the ownership of this place belong to the army?

They can coordinate with the army and requisition it. We spent money on the renovation, so why not just refund you the money?

Or they simply didn't return it. We didn't notify them when we were renovating it.

Whatever they say is right, and we have no way to stop them."