The military jeep kept sending the two to the entrance of the building of the Chinese Academy of Sciences before stopping.

Ye Feng and Yi Yalan also got out of the car one after another, looked up at the building with a technological aesthetic, and walked side by side towards the entrance.

Perhaps because Ye Feng and others came directly in military jeep, the two of them walked to the security checkpoint at the entrance of the gate before being stopped by the guards here.

"Hello, please show your ID." One of the soldiers looked at Ye Feng and the others and spoke.

Ye Feng didn't say anything, and took out a card from his arms and handed it over. This was the identity card Zhao Zhenyuan got for him.

After the soldier respectfully took the card, he inserted it into the identification instrument on the side. The green light of the instrument lit up immediately, and there was some simple information about Ye Feng on it.

Seeing the green indicator light, the soldier nodded and was about to take out the card and return it to Ye Feng, his eyes accidentally swept through the information. When he saw one of the columns of information, his hand suddenly stopped.

Permission: SS level!

When the soldier saw the permission column, he couldn't help but rub his eyes, then he couldn't help but take out the card and insert it again, and the content displayed was still the same.

"Xiao Shen, what are you trying to get stuck? If you pass, return the identification card to others." An elderly soldier spoke next to the guard.

"Squad leader, come and see his authority." The soldier, known as Xiao Shen, spoke immediately.

Hearing his colleague say this, the squad leader immediately walked to the recognizer, just glanced at the permissions displayed on it, and frowned.

You should know that there are only four types of ABCD. In the entire Beijing base, those who have S-level permissions can count with one slap. Even the presidents of the Chinese Academy of Sciences only have S-level permissions.

As for the people with ss-level authority, as far as he knows, there are only Zhao Zhenyuan and Lie Xingyang.

Now the identification card that Ye Feng took out actually has S-level permissions, which would be strange if they didn't make them suspicious.

The squad leader turned his head and looked at Ye Feng, asking in a deep voice: "Hello, officer, you have too high authority. We need to verify what rank you have and which unit you belong to."

While saying this, his hands also made a vague move. Ye Feng and Yi Yalan immediately felt a numbness on their scalp, and a strong sense of crisis enveloped them.

It was obvious that the other party was already on guard against them, and even a lot of guns had been aimed at their heads.

This scene was a little beyond Ye Feng's expectations, and his brows frowned immediately, "I don't have any military ranks. This card was given to me by General Zhao Zhenyuan himself. If you have any questions, you can ask him directly."

Seeing Ye Feng say this, the two soldiers felt a little nervous, but they still didn't let Ye Feng in. After the squad leader gave Ye Feng an apologetic look, he walked aside, picked up the walkie-talkie and started to communicate. This matter was beyond the scope of his ability to solve and he had to report it.

On the side, Yi Yalan showed a smile on her face, "Ye Feng, it seems that there are still soldiers who don't know you!"

Ye Feng did not refute anything about Yiyalan's words. He still heard about the security forces here in the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

The troops here do not belong to radicals or conservatives. Before the end of the world, they were a force composed of special forces, directly under the central government's management.

Due to their particularity, they have always remained neutral. Under the tacit understanding of Zhao Zhenyuan and Lie Xingyang, they have never touched the defense force of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

It is precisely because of this that they avoided this civil war, so it is normal not to know Ye Feng.

Because Ye Feng ignored Yiyalan's joke, the atmosphere in the field became silent. This silence lasted for nearly five minutes, and was finally broken as the departure squad leader and an officer rushed over.

"Sir Ye Feng! We have checked your identity and confirmed that there is no problem. I was so sorry just now, but I can forgive you." The officer who came over was on his shoulder with the rank of colonel, and it was obviously the supreme leader of the guard team.

Ye Feng just smiled and expressed his understanding of this, and then continued to walk forward with Yiyalan and soon arrived at the gate.

The glass door at the entrance and exit of Daxia was equipped with an induction device, and as Ye Feng and others approached, it automatically opened. This mysterious Chinese Academy of Sciences finally appeared in front of Ye Feng and the others.

Basically, as soon as they entered the door, the two saw a large particle collider, and there were various instruments on both sides. A person wearing a white robe and research suit was busy working in front of these instruments.

When Ye Feng and the others came in, they just asked the people who were approaching to take a look at it, and then lowered their heads and were busy with their own affairs.

Ye Feng and Yi Yalan were here, crossing seven large laboratories, but they didn't see what they were looking for.

In the end, Ye Feng had no choice but to stop the headless flies and then asked a researcher where the corpse of the mutated zombie king was.

"You can go to the biology laboratory on the third floor, and the body you want should be there." The researcher looked at Ye Feng with some confusion, but he still answered.

After Ye Feng nodded and thanked, it took another five minutes to arrive at the elevator leading up to it. After a round of this, Ye Feng truly realized the extraordinaryness of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. Not to mention anything else, the scale here alone is more than ten times that of their Xin'an base.

Taking the elevator to the third floor, Ye Feng indeed saw various zombie specimens, from a zombie mouse to a house-sized hatred.

Some of them are soaked in solution when they are dead, while some are alive are locked in alloy cages. However, no matter which one, there are countless pipelines inserted on their bodies. In front of each zombie, there is basically a researcher operating the equipment and sampling and data.

Of course, since some of the zombies are alive, the security work on the third floor is also particularly strict. Not only are there automatic machine guns that can be controlled remotely around, but there is also a soldier with live ammunition on guard.
Chapter completed!