[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times":3,"chapter-the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-613":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Fiercest Man in the End Times",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2319851,4536,"Chapter 613: Biological Dilution and Filtration","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-613",613,"\u003Cp>“Alright, Dr. Xie, the wound is treated—it’s not deep. The bleeding earlier was just from vigorous movement. Just be careful from now on.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoshan swiftly finished treating the wound, checked it again, confirmed there was no issue, then packed up and prepared to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Nurse Zhong, your skill is truly miraculous and compassionate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Yanshan touched the gauze on his face and naturally flattered her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks to Teacher Zuo’s help, we got it done so fast. I’ve left some medicine—change it once a day. It should heal in about three or four days. I’m off now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Xiaoshan left behind some medicine, gave a few more instructions, then hurried away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big Brother Zhang, Dr. Xie, I’m heading upstairs too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zuo Fengjuan packed up her things and left the lab, giving the space to Xie Yanshan and Zhang Su.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Zhang, I strongly request another chicken—let’s run more experiments. Only then can we be more certain of the drug’s efficacy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Yanshan’s eyes were filled with sincerity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su rubbed his chin, didn’t agree to Xie Yanshan’s request, and asked: “Old Xie, in your opinion, if we applied the same dosage given to the hen to a human, what effect would it have? And would there be any side effects?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The purpose of giving Xie Yanshan the pill was to find a safe dosage—or further refine the formula. When human effort reaches its limit, there comes a time when one must squeeze out potential. The pill was the last lifeline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Yanshan took off his glasses and thought seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this question were given to Fu Weijun, he could quickly give a plausible answer—he excels at using humans in experiments. But Xie Yanshan couldn’t; he was more rule-bound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From a pharmacological standpoint, a human’s weight is roughly fifteen times that of a hen. With the dosage just administered… the reaction would certainly be far less intense. As for side effects, I haven’t had time to observe yet…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Speaking of this, Xie Yanshan grew frustrated again, muttering: “I had another idea—if the drug is too potent for humans, we could use biological dilution. But I never got to try it—she died!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Biological dilution?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su heard a new, intriguing term and asked with mild confusion: “How does biology dilute something?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me give you an example, Mr. Zhang. If you feed ginseng to a pig, then eat the pork, you still get nourishment. If you feed the pill to a chicken, then eat the chicken, you use the animal’s digestion and absorption to dilute the drug’s potency and filter out some harmful substances. As for exactly how much the chicken should eat and when to slaughter it—I need to explore.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Xie Yanshan spoke, his gaze drifted again to the dead chicken on the ground, and he frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing Xie Yanshan’s idea, Zhang Su fell into thought. The hypothesis of biological dilution and filtration seemed plausible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine. I’ll talk to Old Ma and get you another chicken. This time, make it solid—build a metal cage or something. Test as many variables as you can. Figure out this biological dilution thing. That’s your job for now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, yes! I’ll be careful. I’ve got experience—I guarantee no mistakes. I’ll get results fast.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the leader’s special approval of a chicken, Xie Yanshan immediately swore a military oath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So… what about this chicken? Still useful?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su nudged the dead chicken with his toe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm… the last bit of utility would be—didn’t that corgi seem quite interested in it just now? Try feeding it to the dog. I’ll observe its reaction.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you sure this dosage is safe?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su hesitated. Good Fortune’s luck had clearly grown stronger—it was a trump card on Tianmayu. If it got poisoned, that’d be bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry—dosage-wise, it’s absolutely safe. The hen only went hyperactive. After expending energy, the drug’s potency drops. No issues at all. Besides, that dog’s sharp as a tack—it’ll know danger when it sees it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Yanshan spoke with complete confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su thought it over. Good Fortune did, as Xie Yanshan said, pick and choose his food, and even avoided some overly processed, “high-tech” stuff… “Alright. I’ll go get him. I’ll bring him back for you to observe. But don’t provoke him—if you do, you’ll end up bleeding again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, no—I’ll just watch his reaction.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Yanshan gave an awkward smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su picked up the hen and left the lab. Standing in the courtyard, he called out loudly: “Good Fortune!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few seconds later, a golden figure appeared on the roof of Qingfeng Xiaozhu, then dashed over in a blur, panting, tail wagging, eyes gleaming at the chicken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, I called you. At least look at me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su, seeing Good Fortune’s hungry expression, couldn’t help but laugh and sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wang!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good Fortune gave Zhang Su a half-hearted glance, then lifted his short, thick paw and scratched at the chicken—as if to say, “Give it here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re sure this is fine to eat raw? No processing needed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su still wasn’t fully convinced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To his surprise, Good Fortune puffed out his chest proudly, grinning ear to ear, and nodded vigorously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can eat it—but you have to promise me one thing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su put his hands behind his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good Fortune tilted his head at Zhang Su, then nodded, panting with his tongue out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ll eat it right here. After you’re done, Dr. Xie there wants to observe your reaction. Cooperate fully. Understood?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wang!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good Fortune nodded with uncanny understanding, circled Zhang Su halfway, then fixed his gaze back on the chicken in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, alright, go ahead and eat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su tossed the chicken into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good Fortune leapt straight up, spun mid-air, caught the chicken in his jaws, then trotted cheerfully toward the corner—as if he thought dining there would be more comfortable. His tail wagged like a victory flag with every step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big Brother Zhang, what’s going on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Dezhu rushed forward the moment Zhang Su returned to the parking lot, grinning with his teeth showing, curiosity written all over his front teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing much. Just a chicken experiment. Didn’t work.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su patted Zhao Dezhu’s shoulder, gave a subtle glance, then addressed the group: “Get ready fast. Today’s operation won’t be easy. Bring your gear and weapons. Whoever screws up gets two extra hours of training every afternoon—for a month!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, nearly everyone except a few felt a jolt—faces twisted uncomfortably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the group scramble into action, Zhang Su headed toward the blacksmith shop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Ding, how’s it going?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the blacksmith shop, Ding Yong was calibrating tools, while Zheng Ziwen crouched beside the furnace, feeding it zombie remains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah! We’re opening today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding Yong, wearing a black apron, iron tongs in his left hand, hammer in his right, grinned: “Boss Zhang, place an order? New shop opening—I’ll give you three free jobs!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1155,"2026-06-20T15:15:17.100Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","cd3e81cef4c95a2f4aafc14d464cbe577817308411e4a76cd65f9185d2e7534c","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-614","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-612",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]