Chapter 267: A Few Words Alone (Dear readers, asking for monthly tickets at the end of the month)

"Don't worry about the bulletproof materials, I have some finished products made in a hurry. You are planning to attack the Azure Dragon Legion, be careful with everything!"

Fu Weijun rarely said a word of concern, then took a plastic bag out of his bosom and said: "This is the thalamus I took in the last few days. The failure rate is a bit high, I hope it's enough."

The thalamus must be taken while alive. Under current equipment conditions, it is difficult to achieve 100% success. Basically, only one can be taken from two zombies.

Zhang Su took it and looked. There were seven of them, completely enough! After seeing the thalamus heal Yang Wenjie's gunshot wound, he had already listed this item as a top-level combat readiness material. He carried one with him, and the other two were placed with Zhong Xiaoshan.

He was worried about not having enough to distribute, but he didn't expect Fu Weijun to take out so many at once. It was like hail falling while wanting ice!

"This thing is quite useful, Dr. Fu, the more the better!"

Zhang Su happily put the thalamus into his pocket and patted it gently, just like when he was a child carrying pocket money to go out and buy something delicious.

"Cough. Mr. Zhang, I want to talk to you alone."

Fu Weijun suddenly changed his expression and slid his wheelchair a few meters to the side.

"You guys talk, I'll go smoke a cigarette."

Duan Wuhu was very sensible. He knew some secrets shouldn't be heard, so he walked directly outside the courtyard gate to wait.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Su rarely saw Fu Weijun treat a conversation so cautiously. Before, he was always unreserved, saying whatever he wanted, never caring what others thought.

"The effect of the thalamus is powerful, but it is not omnipotent, and there are side effects, be careful!"

Fu Weijun said with a frown.

"Oh?" Zhang Su's expression froze: "Tell me quickly!"

"After using the thalamus to treat injuries more than three times, the fourth time basically has no special effect. Not only that, look..."

As he spoke, Fu Weijun rolled up his sleeve to reveal a scar on his arm: "This is what I cut three days ago, and it hasn't completely healed yet!"

"Meaning... not only will it produce very strong drug resistance, but it will also cause the original cell healing level to decline?" Zhang Su quickly understood what Fu Weijun meant.

This matter was indeed worth avoiding prying eyes. Just after letting people know he had a miraculous healing medicine, he immediately learned that the medicine had huge side effects. Anyone would be burdened in their heart.

Fu Weijun nodded: "That's right, Mr. Zhang is very smart!"

Zhang Su smiled awkwardly. He couldn't even remember the last time someone praised him for being smart. He then asked: "You test with small wounds every time, even so, will it fail?"

"Yeah, you can understand it as a device that can only be turned on three times. No matter if it's turned on for one second with 1% load, or turned on for one hour with 100% load, it cannot be started the fourth time."

Fu Weijun gave a vivid metaphor.

"Hmm... could it be that the built-in cooldown time hasn't arrived?"

Zhang Su put forward his own point of view.

Fu Weijun was slightly stunned and pondered: "Mr. Zhang's idea is very interesting. However, even if there is a cooldown time, the decline of self-healing ability has become a fact. This is a change at the genetic level, which is difficult to reverse."

The meaning was very clear. Regardless of whether the thalamus could be effective again, he had already become weaker in some aspects.

"Sure enough, there is no such thing as a free lunch. The thalamus doesn't seem like treatment, but more like overdrawing the body's own potential to heal itself. But it's okay, three life-saving opportunities, what else can I say... So, Dr. Fu, you always use your own body for experiments, I'm afraid it's not a long-term solution!"

Zhang Su looked at Fu Weijun with some worry. His behavior was no less than Shennong tasting a hundred herbs, but if this continued, he would be finished sooner or later. If it went badly, one day Duan Wuhu would run over and call him, saying Fu Weijun was already cold...

Fu Weijun put down his sleeve very calmly and smiled: "Then can Mr. Zhang provide me with some experimental personnel?"

"People? People won't do..." Zhang Su's mouth twitched. He thought about it and said: "How about using livestock? Pigs, sheep, chickens, and ducks are all fine. One pig and one sheep a month, two chickens and two ducks each, in total?"

"It can't be called enough, but it can certainly make good progress. Then I'll trouble Mr. Zhang!"

Fu Weijun was very happy with this result and then said: "Everyone has major things to do today, I won't disturb you. I processed a batch of bulletproof materials earlier, which just happens to come in handy! By the way, Mr. Zhang, be sure to bring 003 back, thank you."

As he spoke, Fu Weijun turned his wheelchair and moved toward the courtyard gate, acting swiftly. "Brother Su, look at this!"

Just as Zhang Su walked out of the courtyard, he saw Liu Tianji carrying an RPG and rushing over excitedly.

"Damn!"

Zhang Su was so scared that he hurriedly dodged, almost involuntarily.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's empty, no grenade loaded, haha!"

Liu Tianji handed the pitch-black rocket launcher to Zhang Su.

"Damn, I thought you were going to assassinate me! No grenade loaded? Or no grenades at all?"

Zhang Su weighed the big killer in his hand. He didn't know the specific model, but it weighed about ten pounds. Without guessing, he knew it must be inventory from the military camp.

Liu Tianji pointed to the car driven by the Azure Dragon Legion and said: "Not loaded, there is one inside, Old Guo said it's a high-explosive shell, I don't understand."

"Alright, keep it well, take it with you tonight. Besides this, what other weapons are there?"

Zhang Su returned the rocket launcher to Liu Tianji.

"Except for the broken guns, there are twenty-five left, eighteen automatic rifles, seven submachine guns. There are no extra bullets, all are pressed in the spare magazines. The guys from the Azure Dragon Legion are quite well prepared!"

"Hey, awesome, tonight we'll use their weapons to deal with them!"

Zhang Su was very happy to hear this. In the apocalypse, the desire for food and weapons was incomparable. Expanding a large amount of military supplies at once felt great.

"Let me out. Let me, out. Let me out, go. Let, me out..."

Just as Zhang Su was about to go check the weapons confiscated from the Azure Dragon Legion, he suddenly heard Su Xiaoya's shouting in various rhythms. Through the glass and the wall, it wasn't noisy, and it sounded vague to him; others probably couldn't hear anything.

"Pack up quickly, then go rest."

With that, he walked towards the homestay where Su Xiaoya was held. After a night of tossing and turning, he had completely forgotten about this little spy.

Finding the key to open the door, Zhang Su saw Su Xiaoya sitting by the window in the pitch-black room, wrapped in a quilt, her eyes red and swollen.

Her hands and feet were restricted, but he didn't expect her to be able to wrap herself in a quilt. She was quite capable of tossing and turning, but unfortunately, the room was empty, and she couldn't find a place to cut the zip ties.

"Are you dead yet? You're still quite capable of jumping around!"

Su Xiaoya sniffed and said aggrievedly: "Let me out, I want to go home, I want to go back to Kuanzhuang."

"Humph..." Zhang Su found it funny. He was too lazy to look at Su Xiaoya, lit a cigarette, and said: "Don't even think about going back for now. We have things to do, no time to deal with you. Be grateful that we gave you a place to stay!"

"I don't need you to deal with me, I can go back myself!"

Su Xiaoya said stubbornly, wanting to wave her fist, but her arms were tied together, and with a move of her body, she almost fell down. She added: "Even if I die on the road, I don't need you to deal with me!"

"Who cares if you can go back? You're really interesting, hmm?"

Zhang Su squinted at Su Xiaoya. He hadn't looked at her properly since she was cleaned up. Now that he took a look, she felt a bit familiar, a strange feeling.

"Hmm what?"

Su Xiaoya sobbed aggrievedly.

"No one cares if you live or die. Maybe the people in Kuanzhuang already think you're dead." Zhang Su spread his hands.

Su Xiaoya widened her eyes and said angrily: "Impossible!"

"Impossible? To let you come and do such a dangerous thing without anyone to meet you, what's impossible about it? It's just that I am kind-hearted, otherwise you would have died eight hundred times already! Stay here, I'll have someone send you food, and I'll deal with you after I'm busy!"

Zhang Su turned and left the room, too lazy to pay attention even if Su Xiaoya shouted. There was no way she could easily go back to Kuanzhuang. Daring to send a spy to cause trouble, how could he let her go easily? Unless Kuanzhuang really didn't care if Su Xiaoya lived or died, otherwise they must pay a huge ransom.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 268 =====