Kuai Chuan: Why did you mess with her?She came as a plug-in!

"By the way, why don't you go in?"

An Lao was a leader before the apocalypse, and his hair was as white as snow at the age of fifty just after the apocalypse, which shows how worried he is about the zombie virus.

Pei Ke snorted twice, his voice became hoarse from crying, and his questioning voice was like a child's coquettishness, "I'll have to ask the registrar now."

Old An became serious and asked in a vicissitudes of voice, "Xiao Li, what's going on?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. An, I didn't know she was a researcher and thought they were causing trouble."

Xiao Li lowered his head and admitted his mistake, flashing a look of regret. Who knew there were such young researchers.

"Then I told you to ask your superiors first. You don't believe it even though so many of us have testified. If my sister fails to contact An Lao and delays the research on the antidote to the zombie virus, can you bear the crime?"

Pei Ke's voice was soft, but the words he spoke were full of weight.

Xiao Li's lips lost all color when he heard this, and his calves felt weak. How could he bear the responsibility? He immediately knelt down in front of Ming Yue and almost cried, "Miss Ming, I am blind but I can't see Taishan. Please forgive me."

Mr. An's expression softened, and he looked at Mingyue with kind eyes, "Mingyue, why don't you just forget it?"

"Then forget it for Mr. An's sake." Mingyue said with a faint smile.

An Lao felt a twinge of guilt in his heart. If he had been stricter in management, this situation would not have happened. Although Mingyue is young, she has won the Bedol Biology Award more than once. Such talents should receive the highest level of treatment.

"There is a room close to the research room for you to live alone. I am looking for someone to arrange an honest aunt for you to take care of you. You can just do your research in peace."

Mingyue raised her glasses and raised the corners of her lips, "Then please find someone who can cook delicious food."

"It's easy to tell!" Mr. An led Mingyue forward, "How did you escape? We sent people to your research institute to look for him once before, but we didn't see anyone."

"I was locked in a cupboard and the door was kicked open before I came out."

An Lao suddenly realized, "No wonder. Fortunately, you are in the cabinet, otherwise it would be dangerous."

Mingyue responded, stopped, turned around and looked at Pei Ke, "If you have any questions, come to me at the institute."

Mr. An looked at Pei Ke curiously, "Who is this?"

Pei Ke showed his white teeth, his pearly eyes were rosy, and he looked sweet and soft, "Mr. An, I am Pei Ke, a dual-power user!"

"Okay, good boy, Mingyue Ya has spoken. Do you know where the research institute is?"

Pei Ke nodded with excitement, his eyes shining brightly, "I know!"

After the apocalypse, people's hearts are in chaos, and there are plots everywhere. There are few people like Pei Ke who show their emotions on their faces.

Mr. An was infected by Pei Ke's pure and clean smile and said hello repeatedly, "This is my contact information. Contact me if you need it."

Although there is a global power and water outage at the end of the world, no one has a reserve power supply. The base has strict power control, and ordinary people do not have such things as communicators.

Pei may have received the communicator given by An Lao, which is so precious that people are flattered.

"Thank you, Mr. An, thank you sister!"

Pei Ke's face turned red and she held on to the small communicator without letting go. She only had the communicator because of her sister. Not even Song Jinyun was qualified. How could she not be grateful to Mingyue.

Mingyue waved her hands indifferently, "When we get married, just give me a separate banquet."