latent syndrome.

Chapter 426 425. The Old Site
Former Staten Island site.

Underground shelter.

Because it is one of the branches of the second department, there is also a small refuge in this sanatorium, which can accommodate dozens of people.

In the cold and gloomy atrium, the space is not large. Due to the underground soil, there are beams in the room to bear the pressure from above.

The electric poles flickered, and all the materials on the file tables were extremely messy and had been abandoned for a long time.

The researcher's white uniform worn by Irina has some black ash. She is sitting on a chair and coughing, and she can feel that the vision pollution has invaded her internal organs.

After a violent cough, Irina coughed up a puddle of black blood and sprayed it on the table, which made her feel better. She picked up a discarded file and wiped it clean. She didn't have any extra thoughts to throw the paper into the trash can. In a ball, just sitting in a chair and lost in thought.

She also contracted this strange disease, and I am afraid that there are no ordinary people in the world today.

There were not many people in this underground refuge, not many people were evacuated on the day of Doomsday, and many people died in the past year or so, and now there are only a few people left.

I'm afraid her time is running out. She has always thought that the Countermeasure Bureau will assign rescuers to collect survivors and arrange them in military-grade bunkers.

It seems impossible now, either they have completely collapsed and have no time to care about them, or those people have given up and are waiting for the final moment.

Under Colin's petition, she has always taken care of Ingrid, and even if it wasn't for Colin, she would try her best to treat everyone who was still alive.

For so many days, Irina also personally executed many of her patients. With the consent of those infected, they were more unwilling to become that kind of ugly monster than to die.

Irina looked at the small submachine gun on the table, which was filled with special ammunition. This thing...is effective for the current self.

Just when she was in a trance.

The monitoring system sent a warning, and there was movement on the ground.

The power supply system here relies entirely on the fuel reserves, and the monitoring is not a camera screen, which cannot supply such a large consumption, but is only installed on the outside of the thermal detector.

This is not the first time Irina has encountered this situation. There are many infected people and bandits in the past. Although they have subsided in recent months, in the first period of time, those survivors always tried their best to collect supplies. No place is spared.

At that time, there were quite a lot of people in the refuge, and the reserves of special ammunition were completely sufficient, so they were not afraid of these bandits at all.

But it's hard to say now.

On the contrary, Irina thinks that the situation in the past is better, and the more and more deserted means that there are fewer and fewer people active in the wasteland. In this situation, it can be asserted that if not all survivors Already starting to huddle up and wait to die, or... Already almost dead.

She just hoped that the so-called Tinder Plan of the Countermeasures Bureau would be effective, and it was indeed on the verge of extinction.

Irina wiped the blood from her mouth with her sleeve, picked up the submachine gun on the table, and was about to go outside to check the situation.

But Colin can enter without going through the gate. When Irina stood up, Colin had already appeared in front of her.

"Oh it's you."

Irina breathed a sigh of relief and sat limply on the chair again. She was already very weak and needed rest urgently.

"How? Any progress?"

Irina asked, in order to prevent the abyssal disease from worsening, Colin has been cleaning up the infected outside to buy time for Ingrid.

Colin saw that the purple crystals had already covered Irina's neck. When he left, she couldn't hold it anymore.

"Soon it will all be over."

"I have found the last base of the countermeasure bureau, and they have nothing to do."

"Fortunately, I have some chances."

"Now I also know where the SCT lair is."

"only……"

Colin didn't know what to say. He knew that Irina had always entrusted high hopes to the Bureau, and firmly believed that one day this strange disease would be completely eradicated.

But, after all, there is no hope. Even if this red and green line has infinite power, and even has something that I don't understand, can it restrain everything at the source?

Irina saw Colin's thoughts, if he really had a solution, he wouldn't come back here.

"Then you are here to spend your last time."

"still……"

Irina didn't say anything later, she knew that Colin would never do nothing.

"Always try."

"Dormancy therapy, is it really useful?"

Colin asked.

He has already learned that it is not the symbolic world that is resisting the abyssal disease, it is all obscurity.

"Of course it works."

"Painful consciousness is the focus of latent disease. People without memory deteriorate much slower than others."

"Of course it's also your fault."

"you must……"

Irina knew that Colin must have wiped out countless infected people during this period of time, and when she saw him in the base of Section [-], she was already a different person, under the erosion of vision pollution. The blood ringworm of the person, covered half of the face with extremely cold frost, the horrible scar and the gray hair of the man who is dying at the sideburns, has long been extremely exhausted.

Ke Lin was speechless. Eliminating those infected people was actually sharing the pressure for Oboro. The more infected people, the stronger the abyss, and Oboro would become weaker and weaker.

It's useless to do this now, and Oboro's time is running out, once he falls down, it will be the real day of destruction.

If it wasn't for Di Yu, perhaps Long could have lasted for a while, but everything couldn't start from scratch.

"Ingrid is inside."

"Do you want to see her?"

Irina knew Colin's main purpose.

Colin's indecision was discovered.

"it does not matter."

"Now she doesn't know who you are."

"She didn't have a strong desire to get back to herself."

"This doesn't affect hibernation therapy."

Irina spoke quietly.

But Colin still didn't go in, as if he was afraid of something, he also found a chair and sat down, with his elbows on his knees, as if he was extremely tired.

After a long while, as if he had been depressed for a long time, he finally said it.

"Actually."

"I don't love her at all."

"It's already over."

"Just balance."

Ke Lin couldn't find a more appropriate adjective, so he had to use the word balance.

Love is troublesome, it is expensive, it is not infinite, there is...quantity, and everything is exhausted long before the marriage is broken.

Like the devouring of the abyss, it is impossible to return to the original state.

Even if Ingrid is an infected person, even so, it still can't obliterate all her crazy actions.

She was a madman, she ruined everything, all her unreasonable madness, ended the relationship.

"From beginning to end..."

"I didn't do everything for her."

"only……"

"I feel that these things have... the power of redemption."

"Just to make myself worth living and to pay for my sins."

"Just as they said."

As described by all the madmen Colin has met.

"I'm a hypocrite."

"Irina."

(End of this chapter)