Chapter 312: The moment to witness a miracle

"So dangerous? Then a dead one will do... The main reason for wanting a live one is to verify another guess. Come, Mr. Zhang, look at this first!"

Fu Weijun placed the small nail polish bottle on the table and gently pushed it in front of Zhang Su.

Zhang Su rarely saw Fu Weijun so serious and cautious. It seemed the thing inside this bottle wasn't simple. He also carefully picked it up to look. The glass bottle for nail polish had thick walls, and the space for holding things was actually very small, estimated to be only ten to fifteen milliliters.

At this moment, the viscous liquid inside the bottle had slightly higher fluidity than normal honey, and the whole thing presented a very beautiful pale purple color.

"Is this extracted from the venom zombie?"

"Yes!"

Fu Weijun nodded with bright eyes and said, "According to the news brought back by Lu Leiyang, I judged that there must be a device on this zombie specifically for generating and storing venom. I thought it would take a lot of trouble, but when I opened its skull, it was effortless. The position of the normal human cerebellum was replaced by a container similar to crystal material, not existing independently, maintaining a connection with other devices. This liquid is stored inside!"

Zhang Su recalled the scene where those people in Dachaobao Township were attacked and asked in confusion, "But today, I saw that the stuff the zombie spat out was much thicker in color than this."

"Although I have no way to detect whether there are zombie robots in these liquids, I speculate that when the venom zombie uses its mouthparts to spray venom, it will activate it, making the venom infectious, which is the same effect as being bitten by an ordinary zombie. At the same time, it will produce corrosiveness. This is very magical; I haven't figured out why yet."

Fu Weijun said.

"Ha..." Zhang Su grinned and said, "Then its plan fell through. The corrosiveness of the venom to the human body is so strong that it has no friends. Any acid or that acid is a grandson. It's like the speed of boiling oil melting lard; it dies quickly, and even the bones can't hold up. Basically, there's no chance of turning into a zombie."

Fu Weijun spread his hands and said, "That's why I said it's very strange. I used animals for experiments, and this venom stock solution extracted from the zombie's brain does not have corrosiveness."

"Is that so?"

Zhang Su felt it was very interesting. This thing was so awesome when sprayed out of the zombie's mouth, but it became gentle when stored in the organ, becoming non-toxic and harmless?

"Let's not talk about that for now. Mr. Zhang, guess, what is the use of this liquid?"

Zhang Su suddenly felt curious. He didn't expect the always-serious Fu Weijun to play a guessing game with him. He smiled and said, "Since you ask like this, it's definitely not as simple as using it as poison. There must be other uses. Uh... don't tell me this thing can be used as medicine? That's not right; you shouldn't be able to test the pharmacology in such a short time. Diluted and used to kill zombies?"

Seeing Fu Weijun shake his head, Zhang Su continued to think and said, "Diluted and used as fuel? One drop is stronger than a ton? Ah, that's not it either... Diluted and sprayed on the body, can you muddle through under the zombie's nose? Still not? I won't guess!"

After guessing quite a few, all were denied. Zhang Su waved his hand and said, "Dr. Fu, don't keep me in suspense. Tell me."

"Okay!"

Fu Weijun didn't dawdle. The joke stopped at the right time. He tore off a two-inch square sticky note from his small bag—this was something he usually used to record inspiration—and then took the glass bottle from Zhang Su's hand. After unscrewing it, a faint purple mist drifted out from the bottle mouth, having a bit of a cyberpunk flavor.

Taking a sniff, there was actually no bad smell, but a faint, sweet, and cloying fragrance.

Zhang Su thought Fu Weijun was going to use the sticky note to dip a little liquid, but he saw Fu Weijun take out a needle from his bag and very carefully touched it lightly from the inside of the bottle cap. If it weren't for his superior eyesight, he wouldn't even be able to see that little bit of crystalline liquid on the needle tip...

"Trouble Mr. Zhang to cover the bottle cap."

As Fu Weijun spoke, he wiped repeatedly on the sticky note with the needle tip, and then carefully handed it to Zhang Su.

Zhang Su took the paper strip with a strange expression and asked in confusion, "What is it for? Used as a fragrance sheet to improve sleep?"

There was not a trace of purple liquid on the paper strip, but when brought to the nose to smell, there was a very faint fragrance.

Fu Weijun smiled and shook his head, saying, "Put it on that table over there, light it from the edge, and come back immediately. But make sure it can burn fully, and then it will be the moment to witness a miracle."

"Strange and weird..."

Zhang Su curled his lips speechlessly. Why was this great scientist so playful today?

He walked to the table next to the next table, folded the paper strip, placed it on the table, and then used a lighter to light a corner of the paper strip. After taking a look, he turned and walked back to Fu Weijun's side. He wanted to see what was so special about this paper strip.

The sticky note was very dry, and the burning speed was quite good. The flame soon grew larger and larger. Just at this moment.

Boom!

The paper explosion made a crisp sound. A peculiar purple light group flashed and disappeared. Wood chips scattered and flew. A black mist rose into the sky, sprayed onto the ceiling, and disappeared. The speed was very fast, as if it had never appeared.

"??"

Zhang Su looked at Fu Weijun with two question marks in his eyes and immediately understood why he became gray-faced. He was blown up.

"This, this thing can explode?"

While Zhang Su exclaimed, he walked toward the table and pointed at the desktop in disbelief: "Holy crap, such great power!"

After the explosion, a palm-sized concave hole was left on the surface of the wooden table. The position of the detonation point was the deepest, about one centimeter.

Zhang Su rubbed the concave pit blown out with his hand. The surface was actually very smooth. Rather than saying it was blown to pieces, it was more vivid to say it was squeezed down. It was hard to imagine that such a small thing could have such powerful power!

"How does it feel?"

Fu Weijun turned the wheelchair and moved behind Zhang Su. His messy hair was sticking up, trembling, and it already had a bit of the flavor of a mad scientist.

"You... you said Teacher Duan was cleaning the room. You were testing this thing in the room? No... isn't your laboratory in Cuilengxuan?"

Zhang Su came back to his senses, his mouth twitching. Being neighbors with this kind of person was too risky. Would the entire Little Lucky Homestay disappear one day when he came back?

"Hmm... I didn't think of it when I was in the laboratory. On the way home, I saw the stove burning for heating and had a sudden inspiration to try heating it. I took a little bit just like I did just now, and then it exploded. Fortunately, the dosage was controlled very well, otherwise I would have been blown to death."

Fu Weijun described it very calmly.

"Was Teacher Duan not there at the time?"

Zhang Su still cared a lot about Fu Weijun's risky behavior. According to his thinking, Duan Wuhu would definitely not allow it.

Sure enough, Fu Weijun said, "Brother Duan sent me back to the room and went to fetch water."

"..."

Zhang Su could imagine the shock when Duan Wuhu saw the scene in the room. It seemed he had to give Duan Wuhu a heads-up and must keep a close eye on him in the future.

"Cough... that, how is the stability of this thing? Will it be like nitroglycerin?"

Liquid, can explode, easily reminds people of nitroglycerin.

Fu Weijun spread his hands and said, "I did some tests. For the time being, I only found that it can be detonated with fire. If there are new discoveries later, please tell me, Mr. Zhang."

"How does the power of this thing compare to nitroglycerin?"

Zhang Su felt relieved when he heard that the stability was good. The stability of nitroglycerin was extremely poor, and under the same conditions, it was possible that it would trigger an explosion this time, but nothing would happen next time, which was very confusing. If it were as unstable as nitroglycerin, it would be very difficult to use.

"Tsk..."

Fu Weijun showed an extremely rare sneer and said, "Mr. Zhang, I guess you must have never seen the power of nitroglycerin, otherwise you wouldn't ask such a question. I can answer you affirmatively: if nitroglycerin were used to cause such destruction, it would need at least two grams, which is more than one milliliter. How much purple venom did I use just now? You saw it with your own eyes. There is absolutely no comparison!"

Zhang Su's face tightened. Fu Weijun's comparison was very intuitive. The venom dipped with the needle tip just now couldn't even be accurately measured under current conditions, but it was certain that it wasn't even one percent of a gram!

In other words, the power of this bottle of purple venom in his hand was more than a hundred times that of nitroglycerin, and more than one hundred and thirty times that of TNT, at least!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 313 =====