Chapter 576: Learn to let go

A zombie corpse was lying on Zhang Su's back, without a lower jaw, thin and withered. Even compared to an adult woman, it was a size smaller, but it was this zombie that controlled an ability that was hard to fathom!

Maple Leaf Homestay was next to Cuilengxuan, less than thirty meters away. Zhang Su didn't even take the main entrance. Seeing no one around, he found a place to stand on his tiptoes and jumped directly onto the wall, then disappeared on the wall.

Just as he landed in the courtyard, Zhang Su saw Duan Wuhu smoking a sullen cigarette at the foot of the stairs. The two looked at each other and were both startled, both scaring each other.

"Emma, Brother Zhang, you... this, this... come, put it here first."

Duan Wuhu was startled by Zhang Su who fell from the sky, and then saw the zombie corpse on his back, almost exploding. He threw away the cigarette butt and helped put it on the stairs.

Looking at the thin but terrifying zombie, Duan Wuhu's expression was very wrinkled, and he said in a low voice: "This is a mutated zombie, right?"

It seemed to be a nonsense question. Zhang Su certainly wouldn't carry an ordinary zombie to the laboratory, but not asking made him feel like something was missing.

Zhang Su nodded, looking at Duan Wuhu thoughtfully, and said: "Old Duan, you don't look like you're on guard here, but more like you're blocking me. What's the matter?"

"Hehe, such a little thought can't be hidden from you, really boring. I heard you fought nine people before, very majestic. It's a pity I couldn't go down the mountain and missed the wonderful duel..."

Duan Wuhu laughed and touched the back of his head. This matter indeed made him feel regretful. Because there were many things in the laboratory, he only watched a few glances in the monitoring room before. The picture was blurry and slaggy, not as good as not watching.

Zhang Su had a strange expression and listened for a while. Fu Weijun seemed to be studying data with Xie Yanshan, and there were two other voices, one of which was Liu Tianji. It seemed the situation was better than he had thought before, so he wasn't in a hurry. He took out a cigarette, lit it, and handed it forward.

"Old Duan, you obviously have something on your mind. Tell me, what's wrong?"

"Hey, there's nothing else. It's just... want to ask you about Yu Nuo, uh, how is she? I looked around just now and didn't see her. Did she not come?"

"Hiss, exhale..."

Zhang Su took a deep puff of the cigarette, exhaled slowly, looked at Duan Wuhu through the white smoke, and said in a low voice: "Old Duan, there are some women we can't linger on, understand?"

"Ah? This... why say that? Did something happen to Yu Nuo?"

Duan Wuhu asked a bit nervously, then sighed, talking to himself: "It's no surprise if something happened. Liao Youzhi, that dog thing, is temperamental. I hope she didn't suffer when she left."

"You really know how to comfort yourself..." Zhang Su was amused by Duan Wuhu's appearance, then his face sank, and he said: "Yu Nuo's death has little to do with Liao Youzhi, mainly because of us."

Saying these words, Zhang Su felt calm. He wanted to see Duan Wuhu's reaction.

"Ah?" Duan Wuhu was stunned for a moment, frowned and said: "Brother Zhang, did a conflict happen?"

He felt that Zhang Su wasn't the kind of person who held grudges. After all, there was only a sentence or two of verbal dispute between Yu Nuo and Zhang Su at the beginning, and there was no conflict of interest, so they shouldn't have been at odds to the point of life and death.

"Conflict can't be talked about, a storm, maybe. You'll feel it's absurd when you hear it... We returned to the city, the first stop was to go to the Le-Gou Mall to recruit the Survivor Alliance, and as a result, damn, Yu Nuo actually publicly incited the Survivor Alliance people to resist us!"

"Ha?"

Before Zhang Su finished speaking, Duan Wuhu let out a strange laugh, because the news was too outrageous.

"The combat personnel in the Survivor Alliance are dead or surrendered, there aren't many left who can fight. What did she use to resist?"

"You don't believe it. Too many people know about this. I really don't understand what she was thinking. Old Duan, can you explain?"

"I can't explain..." Duan Wuhu shook his head in confusion, took a deep breath and said: "Brother Zhang, this matter is purely Yu Nuo's own fault. It's not your fault, it's not anyone's fault. Actually..."

"Her thinking was already twisted. Dying is a good destination. If she really followed to Heavenly Horse Island, you would be in a difficult position. It's good, this ending is good for everyone. If she was at that time..."

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Just as Zhang Su said, Duan Wuhu was really good at comforting himself, chattering on and on. And Zhang Su stood opposite Duan Wuhu, seriously feeling his inner emotions. He didn't feel emotions like anger or hatred, and there wasn't much sadness. There was more regret. It could be seen that he was letting go bit by bit. Who was the person who killed Yu Nuo? Duan Wuhu didn't ask, and Zhang Su didn't say. It was better to be a bit confused about some things.

"Exhale."

After about three or four minutes, Duan Wuhu let out a long breath, as if blowing some obsessions in his heart toward the distance. Following this, his eyes became clearer.

In the apocalypse, one of the most needed mental skills is: letting go.

"Have you been staying in the laboratory recently, facing strange doctors every day, and your mood isn't cheerful? How about I arrange some work outside for you? Go out more. You've seen it, many women have come, there must be one suitable for you. In this kind of environment, we can't be too picky."

Zhang Su patted Duan Wuhu on the shoulder, showing an expression that all men understand.

"What picky, Brother Zhang, you're joking with me... I'm used to it here, don't make it special. That, let's go up, Weijun will be shouting to go downstairs again in a while."

Duan Wuhu said, turned around and hugged the zombie corpse on the ground: "Whoa, this guy is so light, at most... is it sixty pounds? What's special about it?"

Zhang Su saw that Duan Wuhu's state seemed really good, so he didn't dwell on it. While going upstairs, he said: "Its ability is quite interesting. When it was alive, there was a black gas-like defensive shield around it, and bullets couldn't break it, and then..."

"Mr. Zhang, you finally came!"

Just as the two reached the second floor, Fu Weijun pushed his wheelchair to the two of them.

He heard Duan Wuhu chattering, knew Zhang Su was here, so he waited at the door.

His mouth was greeting Zhang Su, but his eyes were staring straight at the corpse Duan Wuhu was holding horizontally.

"Dr. Fu, you're not polite. You don't even look at people when greeting."

Zhang Su saw Fu Weijun was absent-minded, so he teased him.

"Sorry..." Fu Weijun also felt it was a bit inappropriate, coughed, and looked at Zhang Su with some "difficulty": "Mr. Zhang, this zombie... let's go, hurry, it's cold outside, let's go in and talk."

How impolite it was to block people at the stairs. Duan Wuhu hurriedly turned his wheelchair back, raised his hand and signaled to please come this way.

Pfft.

Entering the laboratory, Duan Wuhu put the zombie corpse on the bed, and then sat aside, with a curious expression on his face, waiting for Zhang Su to reveal the answer in a while.

"Oh my, this cut, amazing..."

Xie Yanshan studied the zombie corpse with a desk lamp, saw the neat cut on the chin, and couldn't help but marvel, turning his head to look at Zhang Su: "Mr. Zhang, if I'm not mistaken, this cut can probably only be made by you, right?"

The old veteran was obviously better at human relations than Fu Weijun. Flattery had to be given no matter what.

"That's right, I did cut off its chin. It's strange to say, once the chin was gone, its ability was gone. Without the ability, it was a weak chicken, easily killed. Right, I haven't finished talking about the zombie's situation just now. Since you are all here, I'll continue..."

Subsequently, Zhang Su said everything he knew about the liquefied gas zombie, without any reservation or concealment, hoping that the laboratory could explore more possibilities. He naturally wouldn't hide it.

Fu Weijun and the other three heard about the abilities of the liquefied gas zombie, and their expressions were different.

Duan Wuhu nodded with an expression of not understanding but feeling powerful. Xie Yanshan raised his hand to support his chin and frowned. Fu Weijun circled the corpse with full expectation, quite eager to dissect it.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 577 =====