Chapter 587

"Mr. Zhang, this matter is my fault, but I'm not crazy. You two, don't be anxious yet..."

Fu Weijun shook his head slowly and took a self-sealing bag out of his pocket: "This is what they ate."

Everyone's eyes gathered. A pale gold thick slice the size of a broad bean lay in the self-sealing bag. From its appearance, it didn't look like anything poisonous.

"Weijun, what is this?"

Xie Yanshan pushed up his glasses. Because the prescription wasn't right, he almost stuck his eyes to the self-sealing bag, but unfortunately, he couldn't distinguish what was inside.

Zhang Su had already seen some clues, but he couldn't be sure, so he said: "Finish what you have to say all at once. I'll see if your reasons are sufficient!"

"This is not some random mess."

As he spoke, Fu Weijun raised his hand and handed the self-sealing bag to Zhang Su. After the other party took it, he continued: "This is the thalamus taken from the brain of a liquefied gas zombie!"

"Wh, what..."

"Oh my god!"

Upon hearing that what they ate was a thalamus, Liu Tianji and Ke Zhiyu's faces instantly collapsed. Liu Tianji had attended university, and a top-tier one at that; Ke Zhiyu was slightly worse, but also a second-tier graduate. Both knew what a thalamus was. Eating pig brain was disgusting enough, and this was a zombie's thalamus!

Suddenly, their stomachs churned. The two looked at each other, suppressing the feeling of disgust in their hearts, their faces turning green.

"Don't panic, don't panic, things aren't what you think... Brother Zhang, can I tell them?"

Seeing that Liu Tianji and Ke Zhiyu's expressions were off, Duan Wuhu hurriedly pacified them.

Zhang Su nodded, signaling Duan Wuhu to speak.

"The situation is this: Dr. Fu discovered long ago that zombie thalami have super healing abilities. The medicine we used before to treat severe injuries was zombie thalamus. It was just because we were afraid you would react intensely that we didn't make it public."

The fewer people who know these secrets, the better, but now it was clearly impossible to hide.

"Ah? So that's how it is..."

After hearing Duan Wuhu's words, Liu Tianji suddenly realized. Many scenes from the past surfaced in his mind, and the feeling of nausea improved to a certain extent. His mood also calmed down, and he didn't forget to give Ke Zhiyu a reassuring look.

"I was wondering, I said, how could there be missing tissue? So that's how it is, then it makes sense!"

Upon hearing Fu Weijun's words, Xie Yanshan patted his head, feeling enlightened.

Before Fu Weijun left the laboratory, leaving him to examine the liquefied gas zombie, he discovered that the thalamus was missing. He thought Fu Weijun had thrown it away. Because the zombie had been dead for too long, by rights, the thalamus should have lost its activity and effectiveness, so he didn't pay attention.

Zhang Su exerted force in his eyes, examining the pale gold thalamus at close range. The patterns on it were much denser and more complex than the ordinary gray-looking thalami. Regardless of color or pattern style, it was clearly more advanced.

"Even if the thalamus has been verified and known to have healing efficacy, shouldn't such a clearly special thalamus be handled with care? What's the deal with you taking it and feeding it to others randomly? What did you say to Old Duan back then? You said you couldn't stand Liao Youzhi using living people for experiments and wanted to leave the Survivor Alliance. What's the matter? The dragon-slaying boy finally became the evil dragon, huh?"

Zhang Su shook the self-sealing bag in his hand and continued to question him. It was one thing for Fu Weijun to joke with his own life before, but now he was going from bad to worse, messing with people inside the camp. If he wasn't stopped, it would be even worse in the future!

"I speculated that the special thalamus would have a certain improvement in efficacy, so... this matter is my fault, and I am willing to accept punishment."

Fu Weijun stopped being stubborn and lowered his head to admit his mistake. He wasn't a child anymore; quibbling was meaningless.

"Punishment? Good, come, you first hand over all of this stuff!"

Zhang Su shook the self-sealing bag in his hand. He was certain that the other party had embezzled a portion.

As soon as these words were spoken, he saw Fu Weijun's body tremble, exposing his thoughts very quickly. His courage was great, but his cunning wasn't deep enough.

"Weijun, you, you, you really hid some? Hurry up and take it out!" Seeing this, Duan Wuhu became anxious, rushed forward, grabbed Fu Weijun's shoulders, and shook him, his expression excited.

"I didn't, I, I... sigh."

Fu Weijun still wanted to continue lying, but facing Zhang Su's gaze, he quickly lost the battle. He reached into his inner pocket, took out something about the same size as the pale gold thalamus in the self-sealing bag, his face full of reluctance, and finally closed his eyes and handed it over.

"Is there any more?"

Zhang Su took the pale gold thalamus from Fu Weijun's hand without hesitation. Since the other party could take it without wearing gloves, he could too. He squeezed it in his hand like a piece of bouncy rubber clay.

Fu Weijun spread his hands, extremely frankly: "No more."

Zhang Su seriously sensed Fu Weijun's emotions, from tension to regret. The tension before was because he was afraid of being discovered, and the regret meant it was indeed gone.

Fu Weijun had wanted to hide a few more, but unfortunately, the whole thalamus was really a bit small. According to the previous dosage, at least this much was needed to be effective. He didn't dare to cut it too small; in case it didn't take effect because the amount wasn't enough, that would be even more of a pity.

So he could only hide one.

Zhang Su looked at Fu Weijun, who had the word "depressed" written all over his face, and asked: "If I'm not mistaken, this piece was prepared for yourself, right?"

Fu Weijun nodded. There was nothing worth hiding about this.

"Do you think that after you hand it all over and apply to me, I wouldn't be willing to approve it for you?" Zhang Su asked with a strange expression.

"No, I didn't think that." Fu Weijun denied it quickly, then paused and said: "I want to stand up too much. My desire is too strong, leading me to make the wrong choice, but I... I really want it."

Liu Tianji looked at Fu Weijun with a low mood, no longer angry because the other party fed him things randomly, but instead felt a bit sorry for this researcher sitting in a wheelchair.

But he didn't dare to speak up for him; the air pressure was too low.

Duan Wuhu's brows were tightly furrowed. He knew Fu Weijun's determination very well; he had never given up the possibility of walking on his own legs again. But doing this... it would be fine if he wasn't discovered, but unfortunately, he was caught.

"Sigh..."

Xie Yanshan sighed. He felt sorry for Fu Weijun. Perhaps he still had one left? He didn't know...

"Will you do this again in the future?"

Zhang Su suddenly spoke, while opening the self-sealing bag and putting the pale gold thalamus inside.

Fu Weijun's eyes suddenly lit up. This kind of question, this kind of tone—when he was a child, whenever he made a mistake, his parents would ask like this. After getting the answer they wanted, his mistakes would also be forgiven.

Thinking of this, he shook his head decisively: "I won't anymore, Mr. Zhang. I will definitely follow the rules in the future!"

"Then use your actions to prove it. First accept the punishment, then accept observation. After there are no problems, I'll give it to you!"

Zhang Su tucked the bag into his pocket.

As the pale gold thalamus was put away, the luster in Fu Weijun's eyes also dissipated, as if it had been put into Zhang Su's pocket along with it.

If you make a mistake, you have to admit it; if you get beaten, you have to stand at attention. Since he had admitted his mistake, Fu Weijun didn't dawdle. He raised his head to look at Zhang Su, waiting for the punishment proposed by the other party.

"You've been busy for so long since coming to Tianma Island, and you're also very tired. Take a break for a while, let's say ten days. Rest for ten days, let Old Duan take you hiking, see the scenery from high places. Don't worry about the laboratory for now!"

After Zhang Su finished speaking, Fu Weijun felt terrible.

Every day, the time he spent in the laboratory was longer than at his residence. He would almost come over as soon as he woke up, and after dinner, he would still be busy here for a while before going to sleep. Strictly speaking, the laboratory was more like his home. Suddenly being pulled away from it was extremely uncomfortable.

(End of chapter)