Extreme germ phobia

Chapter 84 Not Interested in Dogs

The two armored vehicles drove fast and slow on the dark road for more than an hour and finally arrived at their destination.

It is difficult to see clearly in the dark, but you can barely see that the road is quite wide, with several buildings of varying heights scattered around. The shadows under the moonlight give people a feeling of classicism.

After passing through a hidden checkpoint in the dark, two armored vehicles stopped outside a brightly lit modern building. A group of people had been waiting there for a long time. They rushed in before the vehicles even stopped and moved all the specimens into the building one by one, treating them as treasures.

Ou Yang was completely unable to help and didn't know how to help, so he simply stopped making things worse.

Sanova didn't participate either. He leaned against the armored vehicle and introduced it to Ouyang: "This is our laboratory building. Do you see the bald man with glasses?"

Ou Yang immediately found a tall and strong bald man in the crowd.

"The head of the lab, Dr. Shure."

Ou Yang's eyes twitched, and he thought that the image of this doctor was quite subversive. Even if it was just the Mediterranean, it was quite consistent with the image of a scientist in his mind.

Why don’t you just give me a muscular man? What’s going on?

"Let's go. It's getting late. I'll arrange a place for you." Sanova led the way and introduced the situation here as they walked.

Through his description, Ou Yang gradually formed a vague impression of this place.

In his impression, a Mi-style shelter is either a luxurious air-raid shelter or a doomsday fortress built by the rich with great effort. At the very least, it is a cellar dug on the farm that is large enough to accommodate the whole family.

But this shelter actually refers to several buildings in Brown Bear University, which are divided into living area, work area, military area, experimental area and isolation area.

The original shelter was actually the gymnasium of Brown Bear University. After the city was closed, some homeless people temporarily took shelter in the gymnasium. Later, the guards also sent the rescued people there. As time went by, the place was given the name of a shelter.

As more and more people became infected, the guards decided to keep the infected in the gymnasium, and the shelter became an isolation area.

Others moved to the student dormitory, which is the living area, next to the cafeteria.

Needless to say, the military zone is where the guards are stationed.

I have to say that the distance between the experimental area and the living area is quite far. It took almost twenty minutes to walk there.

Sanova knocked on the door, exchanged a few words with the dormitory manager, and personally took Ou Yang to a dormitory on the fourth floor: "This is it."

The room is not big, with two beds in it. The headboard wall and cabinets are all covered with all kinds of stickers, including sports stars, movie posters, and various cartoon stickers, with the main theme being free and unrestrained.

There was even a used small umbrella in the trash can next to the bed.

Ou Yang didn't know what to say. How could he be in such a good mood at a time like this? He was truly extraordinary!

To be honest, I am used to seeing student dormitories in China, so I am not really interested in this kind of dormitory that flaunts individuality.

"Is there a cleaner dormitory?" Ou Yang couldn't help but ask, "I know a bed is a luxury at a time like this, but this dormitory just isn't suitable for me!"

Sanova thought for a moment and took him to the sixth floor.

This time it’s much better, at least the wall is much cleaner.

"Have a good rest. We'll talk about the rest tomorrow." Sanova turned and was about to leave. After walking outside, he suddenly turned back. "By the way, here, the dormitory is a private space and no one is allowed to enter without permission. Do you understand me?"

Ou Yang immediately remembered a law that Andy had emphasized: "Can I shoot?"

"That's right!" Sanova smiled. "During emergencies, weapons don't need to be registered. Non-military personnel can only carry pistols. It's best not to carry other firearms at ordinary times. The gun and the bullet don't need to be separated, but there can't be a bullet in the chamber, and you can't hold it in your hand unless necessary." After a long list of random things, Ou Yang asked, puzzled, "Are these the regulations here?"

Sanova shrugged: "No one has set rules, it's just a convention."

Ou Yang was speechless. Only the United States had such a convention regarding firearms.

After agreeing to show Ouyang around the canteen in the morning, Sanova left.

Ou Yang tidied himself up simply and fell asleep.

He hadn't slept well for several days, but he didn't sleep very soundly this time. He woke up two or three times and couldn't fall asleep again at dawn the next day. When he heard the knock on the door, he immediately got up.

Sanova led Ouyang out of the dormitory and said as they walked, "It was too late yesterday and I didn't have time to tell you. The shelter doesn't support idlers. Everyone must work."

"Work?" Ou Yang almost thought he had misheard.

Brother, it’s already this time, and you’re still working?

Sanova counted on his fingers and introduced, "If you have a degree in medicine or biology, you can join the research team. If you know how to cook, you can join the cafeteria. If that's not possible, you can also clean the place or stand guard. That's generally the case, but since you're immune, you can join our team. After all, there are special cases where immune people have much more advantages than the rest of us."

Ou Yang understood: "You mean I have two choices, one is to stay in the shelter and live out my days, the other is to go out with you?"

"About the same," Sanova said. "How do you decide?"

Ou Yang thought for a moment and asked, "Are you so anxious? Can you let me think about it?"

"No problem at all."

As we were talking, we arrived at the cafeteria. There were only a few dozen people in the room, much fewer than we had imagined.

Sanova introduced Ouyang to everyone. After having a simple breakfast together, he walked around several other districts and did not let Ouyang leave until noon.

Without saying a word, Ou Yang rushed to the cafeteria and got himself a lunch.

For Chinese people, this lunch has enough calories, but the taste is completely substandard and is only slightly better than emergency food.

Ou Yang found a random seat and just sat down when a yellow-haired man with an indignant look on his face slammed his knife and fork on the table diagonally opposite him.

His left eye showed provocation, and his right eye showed dissatisfaction: "Hey, where did this yellow monkey come from?"

Lao Mi, who was sitting at the same table, laughed out loud immediately. Several other Lao Mis sitting nearby had stiff expressions, but more people were indifferent and just watched coldly.

Ou Yang suddenly had an indescribable sense of wonder.

He knew this person. He looked like someone owed him eight million this morning. It turned out to be a white right-winger!
Ou Yang took a leisurely bite, then suddenly looked up and asked loudly, "Whose dog is barking? Whose dog is this?"

Huangmao's expression changed and he stood up suddenly: "FK! Who are you calling a dog?"

Ou Yang glared at him with his eyes rolled back, "Whoever takes the blame will be criticized!"

"FK, FK you!" Huang Mao was furious.
Ou Yang suddenly smiled, a smile that was bright and sunny: "Wow, you have such a good appetite, men also want it? But I'm sorry, I'm neither 1 nor 0, the most important thing is——"

He stood up slowly, leaning forward on the table. "I have no interest in dogs!"

(End of this chapter)