Chapter 392

"The combat effectiveness of the reserve team is a bit behind. Our speed was already very fast, but I didn't expect someone to be bitten!"

In the restaurant of Tianma Island's 'Little Fortune', Zhang Su shook his head with some depression. Opposite him was Yu Wen, whose face was shrouded in smoke.

"Undeniably, even if the price of one life is paid, the results achieved are beyond doubt. Everyone, including the members of our camp, has benefited a lot from this exercise."

Yu Wen objectively commented on this incident. "Our camp" refers to the core members of Tianma Island, and then added: "The one life I mentioned does not refer to Zhang Zhekai."

Regardless of whether there was a horde attack, Zhang Zhekai's matter would be handled very seriously, and Qiu Hui was the one who suffered an innocent disaster. However, she was still in a coma, and no one knew whether she would turn into a zombie.

Zhang Su nodded and said, "After killing the chicken to warn the monkeys, we can be stable for a long time. I actually hope that such people won't appear again."

The talk by candlelight lasted until midnight. The lights in the restaurant didn't go out until the early morning. No one would pay attention to the conversation between Zhang Su and Yu Wen. High-level matters should be left to high-level people to worry about. It was a waste of energy for ordinary members to pay attention to those.

It wasn't just Zhang Su and Yu Wen who talked late into the night; there were others too.

Wang Longzhong and Wang Xin, the uncle and nephew, were blood-boiling when talking about Zhang Su's fighting situation. Now they had regarded Zhang Su as an absolute spiritual idol, worshiping him incomparably. According to the previous saying, that would be a die-hard fan.

Pan Guoliang, together with Lu Leiyang, who only found out what happened later, persuaded Yang Liehuo together, hoping that he would not let Zhang Zhekai's matter affect his future life and would cheer up as soon as possible.

Fu Weijun kept nagging Duan Wuhu, hoping he could help inquire if anyone had been bitten, thinking about finding new research subjects.

Zheng Xinyu was responsible for the monitoring room duty in the second half of the night, but she didn't rest. Instead, she ran to the monitoring room in advance and dragged Zhong Xiaoshan to whisper about some of Ju Wuying's strange behaviors, always feeling that the island nation woman was very strange...

A night passed, and the sun rose as usual.

It was as if nothing had happened last night, and everyone repeated their work.

"Mr. Zhang!"

In the courtyard of Little Fortune, Fu Weijun met Zhang Su, who was walking out of the restaurant, and greeted him very enthusiastically, as if he had been waiting for him to come out in advance.

"Dr. Fu, why didn't you go in to eat? Where is Old Duan?"

Zhang Su looked at Fu Weijun with some strangeness. In the cold weather, sitting in a wheelchair in the courtyard alone.

"That... the battle was fierce last night. I heard that a reserve team member was unfortunately bitten by a zombie. I wonder if she is okay?"

Fu Weijun asked with a concerned smile on his cheeks, which were slightly red from the cold.

Zhang Su rolled his eyes secretly. He forgot to tell everyone not to talk about it yesterday, so as not to let the people in the laboratory know and have ideas. But now that there were many people and many mouths, I'm afraid it would be difficult to seal their mouths.

"Hmm, she's fine. Amputation was performed at the time, and her condition is very stable. It is estimated that there will be no problem."

"Is that so... then, if there is anything I can help with, just order me. Dr. Xie and I are very willing to contribute to the wounded."

Fu Weijun said very eagerly.

"Hmm..."

Zhang Su answered perfunctorily, thinking to himself, what can you contribute? It's good enough if you don't torture people to death...

Suddenly remembering the matter of cultivating mutated zombies, he walked up and said softly, "Dr. Fu, I wonder if there is a plan for cultivating mutated zombies?"

"The plan was determined a few days ago, but... it might be more laborious to execute. We are trying to optimize it. If you don't mind the manpower and material resources, you can try it."

Fu Weijun said with some hesitation. He was not satisfied with the current experimental plan.

"It's okay, give me the detailed process. Time waits for no one. Let's set up the stall first. Which direction are you planning to cultivate in?"

Zhang Su asked with expectation. Zombie mutation requires many factors to cooperate. At present, it can only rely on time, and there is no other way.

"Brother Su, good morning. Dr. Fu, good morning."

"Morning!"

"We are going to eat, you guys talk."

At this moment, Chen Hanzhou and Pei Lan came to eat. The two greeted Zhang Su and Fu Weijun very enthusiastically, but their feet didn't stop for a moment and they drilled into the restaurant, very insightful.

After the restaurant door closed, Fu Weijun said: "According to the known factors that trigger zombie mutation, we plan to simulate three different environments for cultivation. One is the most convenient freezing, then the more troublesome fire, and the third is the toxic environment of the agrochemical plant that we are all looking forward to!"

"Freezing, fire, and poison, okay, okay."

Zhang Su nodded with satisfaction. Seeing Duan Wuhu yawning and walking downstairs, he said: "Okay, let's do this first, you guys go eat."

"Okay, Mr. Zhang. If necessary, you can let the bitten members of the reserve team live in the laboratory. We have rich experience in dealing with such situations."

"Forget it, forget it, Ma has been nagging me all night, and came to nag Brother Zhang again early in the morning. Are you annoying, you guy!"

Duan Wuhu walked behind the wheelchair with a depressed face and made a confused expression at Zhang Su.

Zhang Su waved his hand with a smile and said: "Okay, if there is a need, I will definitely trouble you."

Bidding farewell to Fu Weijun, Zhang Su walked out of the courtyard, got on the electric scooter, and left Tianma Island, driving toward the satellite village.

Usually, after a crackdown, people will enter a period of slackness in their thinking, thinking that they have just cracked down once, so it won't come again, so they might as well be lazy. Zhang Su just wanted to see if such a thing would happen.

But fortunately, in the apocalypse, everyone's self-consciousness is relatively high. People like Zhang Zhekai were in the minority, and after the incident last night, everyone's enthusiasm was exceptionally high.

Yang Liehuo set off early in the morning to work on the sentry post. His awareness was still very high. He didn't have any resentment because of the punishment, but felt ashamed of the mistakes he made and tried to make up for his previous mistakes. This was exactly what Zhang Su valued.

The internal affairs of the two satellite villages were managed in a decent way. Zhang Su walked around and found some small problems. After pointing them out, they were corrected on the spot without any delay.

In the afternoon, it was time for the elite group members to train. After nearly twenty days, Zhang Su stood in front of everyone again. The men puffed out their chests, all welcoming his return.

"I haven't trained with you for a while. I suppose you all know what I've been doing, right?"

"Know!"

Almost everyone answered in unison. At first, except for a few people who had seen Ju Wuying's ability, everyone was skeptical about her combat effectiveness. But after the battle last night, no one dared to have the slightest suspicion.

Lu Yubo could be unconvinced by Ju Wuying, but he was absolutely 100% convinced by Zhang Su. He also wanted to have that operation of killing zombies like cutting wheat!

"Miss Ju is a bit socially phobic and doesn't want to stand up and teach you, so I can only learn it first. Now it can be considered a small success. Do you want to learn?"

Zhang Su asked with a half-smile.

Ju Wuying, who was standing at the edge of the crowd, rolled her eyes secretly after hearing Zhang Su's words. She told three lies in one sentence, and her face didn't turn red or her heart didn't beat. Too bad!

"Want to learn, want to learn!"

"Brother Su, hurry up, we can't wait!"

"That's what I'm saying, we must learn. Brother Su, it's not enough for you to have a small success, we must have a great success!"

Everyone responded one after another. Not only were the male compatriots enthusiastic, but female members like Zheng Xinyu and Zhao Xue were also very active. Even Mo Qianlan and Yang Wenjie, who didn't speak, were because their personalities were relatively introverted. From the hopeful expressions on their faces, it could be seen that they were eager to gain power.

This is the culture of everyone advocating martial arts on Tianma Island. Under Zhang Su's deliberate cultivation, no one is willing to become a weak person. Everyone holds a competitive heart. Let alone protecting others, at least in this apocalypse, they can support a sky for themselves!

(End of chapter)