No Longer Needed

"Regarding that matter, the records have been completely deleted," Lin Hao replied.

"I originally thought it was just a soft delete by setting a flag, but I didn't expect it to be a hard delete at the file level."

"So I'm still trying to recover the file-level records, but even if I do, there probably won't be any information about the operator."

As he spoke, Lin Hao began packing up his laptop.

"How many people in the base have such operational permissions?" Ning Yu inquired.

"Not many, and mostly they are from the research team," Lin Hao said, already putting his laptop into his bag.

"I'll contact you as soon as I have any news."

"Okay, be careful to stay hidden, thank you..."

As usual, Ning Yu left the empty room first through the window. After a long while, Lin Hao also left the room.

...

【Ding! You have consumed a Low-grade T-virus Enhancement Serum】

【A random attribute point will be awarded】

【You have gained: Physical Fitness *1】

Back in her apartment, Ning Yu took out the just-arrived purified serum, the enhancement serum, and consumed it.

This time it didn't go wrong, please keep it up.

Next to her, Shen Yiyue looked at the bottle in her hand with a constipated expression.

A foodie would naturally refuse anything unpalatable.

But after Ning Yu finished, she turned her head and looked at Shen Yiyue with an expression that said, 'What are you waiting for?'

"Xiaoyu... can you make it taste like fruit...?"

Shen Yiyue pouted wrongedly.

"Sis, how picky can you be, like a child."

Shen Qianqian, lying next to them reading a comic, turned her head and mercilessly mocked her.

"Shut up."

Shen Yiyue glared at her, not in a good mood.

Her sister had completely revealed her true colors, always looking for opportunities to tease her.

"Hurry up."

Ning Yu ignored the quarrel between the two sisters and urged.

"Hmph, heartless Xiaoyu..."

Shen Yiyue had no choice but to pinch her nose and drink the low-grade T-virus enhancement serum that felt like glue.

As soon as she finished and put the bottle down, she noticed Ning Yu's gaze.

She got up and moved around, but didn't feel any change.

"Still no change?" Ning Yu asked.

"Um... I don't feel anything yet."

Shen Yiyue shook her head, seeing Ning Yu's disappointed expression, and couldn't help but ask:

"Xiaoyu, how about we resume training? We haven't trained in a long time."

"Yeah, I was planning that too," Ning Yu nodded in agreement.

No matter how the low-grade T-virus enhancement serum affects Shen Yiyue, they will inevitably have to fight mutated zombies in the future.

So related combat training is still necessary, and now there should be missions at the base, we can take a look.

"I'll go see if there are any missions at the base, let's do some real combat training."

Ning Yu now has a Mid-grade T-virus immunity capsule (6 hours), so even if she encounters a mid-grade mutated zombie with Shen Yiyue, she doesn't have to panic.

And now with the Blood Kite's boost, she feels more confident in dealing with it.

With that, Ning Yu left the apartment.

Shen Yiyue sat back down, ready to continue devouring the unfinished honeydew flavor puffed millet sticks.

But as she picked up the bag, she suddenly felt puzzled:

Why does it feel... like there's more?

Is it just my imagination?

She picked up a stick and put it in her mouth.

The soft and crispy puffed millet stick immediately dissolved, and the sweet honeydew cream spread in her mouth.

Never mind, I don't care.

She grabbed a handful and stuffed it into her mouth, speeding up the process.

"Sis, as soon as Ning Yu left, you immediately stopped caring about your image..."

Shen Qianqian watched her sister's heroic way of eating and couldn't help but complain.

"What are you talking about? I eat like this even when Xiaoyu is here!"

Shen Yiyue glared at her sister again, slowing down her hand movements.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh."

Seeing her sister's stubbornness, Shen Qianqian didn't say anything more and turned her head back to continue reading her comic.

...

Ning Yu went downstairs and prepared to head to the exploration team's office.

Although missions to kill mutated zombies are rare, it's worth a look.

After all, if there's news of a mutated zombie, it usually means someone hasn't returned.

As she passed by the free trade zone, Ning Yu suddenly stopped.

She saw a familiar figure again, the girl who had exchanged antidepressants with her last time.

Ning Yu's thoughts stirred, wanting to see if she could trigger a mission again.

So she walked towards the free trade zone and arrived at the girl's stall.

But this time she wasn't looking to buy anything, but rather selling many miscellaneous items.

It seemed she had already sold some, but many remained unsold.

Ning Yu observed her; the girl looked haggard, her eyes vacant, just sitting there silently, not making conversation with anyone passing by.

She quickly walked up to the girl.

The girl had no intention of looking up, just lowering her head and not speaking, letting people browse her wares.

But suddenly, she smelled a familiar faint fragrance and suddenly thought of a girl.

When she looked up, sure enough, the silver-white hair and crystalline amber eyes came into view.

It was hard not to remember such a beautiful girl, especially since last time she had exchanged valuable antidepressants with her.

Ning Yu smiled at her:

"No need for antidepressants anymore?"

But there was a hint of helplessness in her heart, as this time no mission was triggered.

If the girl still wanted to exchange antidepressants with her, would she do it?

In the past, she wouldn't have even considered this question.

"Thank you, I don't need them anymore..."

The girl looked up and smiled back at Ning Yu, but Ning Yu could see the girl's smile was very forced.

She seemed to have experienced something very bad.

"Your illness... is it cured?" Ning Yu asked, puzzled.

"No... it's not that, just that I don't need them anymore..."

The girl answered with a desolate tone, looking away, as if she didn't want to look at Ning Yu while answering.

"Do you need anything here? I can give them to you..."

She changed the subject and continued.

Ning Yu was a bit confused, why does everyone want to give me things?

She looked down at the stall, seeing hairpins, water bottles... all trivial items.

Ning Yu smiled and shook her head:

"No, I already have these."

Since the girl didn't want to say, Ning Yu didn't ask any more questions and turned to leave.

But just as she turned around, a system prompt suddenly sounded in her mind.

Ning Yu stopped again.

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