**TITLE: Doomsday Rebirth 399**
399 They have to be wiped out.
The plague swept through the remnants of society like a wildfire, extinguishing lives in a blink of an eye. The chaos of the apocalypse had fractured communication among survivors, allowing the deadly virus to spread only in small, isolated pockets.
In the midst of this turmoil, Francis sprang into action, ensuring that Summer’s hard-fought medicine was distributed to every corner of their beleaguered community. He moved swiftly, but the weight of the world hung heavy on his shoulders.
Through gritted teeth, Summer’s voice pierced the air, filled with urgency. “Nelson! You need to find Dr. Valdez! He is our only hope against this relentless plague!”
Francis slapped a hand to his forehead in realization. How could he have overlooked Nelson? The very man who had once driven back the Steelworm with his ingenious concoction was now the key to their survival. Panic surged through him as he thought about the implications of this oversight.
Meanwhile, Tyler and Caroline had successfully apprehended the three culprits responsible for the chaos and dragged them into the lab, their eyes filled with determination. The trio, now bound and helpless, had ceased their struggles. Fear radiated from them, palpable and suffocating, as they awaited their grim fate.
With a swift motion, Caroline and Tyler unceremoniously tossed the three men at Nelson’s feet. The sound of their bodies hitting the floor echoed in the lab, drawing Nelson’s attention. He hadn’t been aware of the commotion until one of the men collided with his leg, prompting him to turn around, his expression a mask of indifference.
Caroline, her voice steady and commanding, broke the silence. “Nelson, here are three test subjects for you. Do whatever experiments you need on them. Don’t hold back.”
Nelson’s gaze fell upon the trio, who squirmed on the floor, desperately trying to break free from their bindings. His face, weary from long hours of research and sleepless nights, suddenly ignited with a spark of enthusiasm.
“Caroline, you’re an absolute lifesaver!” he exclaimed, his voice filled with gratitude.
He didn’t bother to inquire about their identities or the reasons behind their predicament. To Nelson, trust in Caroline was absolute; she had always proven herself to be reliable.
As fate would have it, Nelson was at a critical juncture in his research. He had just identified a potential cure for the virus ravaging their world, but he was in desperate need of test subjects. And now, right when hope seemed dim, Caroline had delivered them to him.
William and the others, tied up and trembling, could only imagine the horrors that awaited them. They were painfully aware of the true terror that this virus represented.
On the rooftop of Building A, two trees basked in the warmth of the sun and the gentle caress of the breeze. The temperature had climbed significantly, nearly reaching 86 degrees, a welcome relief after the bitter cold that had gripped the land.
Handsy and Medusa leaned against each other, their branches and leaves intertwined in a tender embrace. Unlike animals, plants possessed a simpler yet profoundly direct way of communicating.
Scientists had discovered that when a patch of tomato seedlings was attacked by pests, the plants could alert nearby tomatoes about the impending threat in their unique manner. If one plant faced danger, it could send signals to its neighbors, prompting them to prepare defenses and release protective chemicals.
Though this method was not as effective as chemical pesticides, it shattered the misconception that plants were dull and isolated. As mutant plants, Handsy and Medusa exhibited a basic form of intelligence and emotions, albeit not as intricate as those of animals.
They understood fundamental concepts such as friend, foe, companion, and kin. Now, nestled together, their leaves and branches brushed against one another, reminiscent of humans holding hands in a moment of quiet connection.
Together, they tilted their leaves toward the sun, soaking in its rays, relishing the gentle breeze, and cherishing each other’s company in the midst of a world that had turned chaotic.

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