Chapter 601

"A special unit that doesn't attract the attention of zombies? Mr. Zhang's idea is very unique, but it is indeed very difficult to realize!"

Xie Yanshan analyzed, "We don't currently understand the fundamental principle behind why Qiu Hui and Liu Tianji don't attract zombie attention, nor can we find the conditions that trigger this principle!"

"Based on our currently very limited data, only three out of seven injured survived. Among the three survivors, two possess the trait of not attracting zombie attention, and one of those two is still in a wavering state. According to this probability, out of a hundred injured, there would ultimately be about fifteen who wouldn't attract zombie attention."

"This is the best theoretical result, and it is very unsatisfactory!"

Xie Yanshan added emphatically. He seemed worried that Zhang Su might do something inhumane to build such a unit...

Zhang Su naturally could see what Xie Yanshan was worried about. He patted him on the shoulder with a strange expression. "I was just talking, I won't force it. Don't take it seriously. That said, since it can block the transformation, it must be that their human functions couldn't hold up, leading to death. Can you consider adjusting the formula to be a bit milder?"

Xie Yanshan frowned and pursed his lips, squeezing out two words: "Equipment."

"Fine, I understand... Does testing that thing I gave you yesterday also require equipment?"

Zhang Su didn't intend to continue the topic of zombie-transformation research and immediately asked about the white wax pill.

"Preliminary testing doesn't. You gave it to me yesterday, and I've already looked at it. The main ingredient of the pill inside the white wax is flour, mixed with some Sichuan peppercorn powder and chili powder. These things shouldn't make anyone powerful; at most, they'd make you choke! The core is the filling wrapped inside, about the size of a soybean. I can be certain it's a fragment of some zombie organ!"

Xie Yanshan said with certainty.

"Flour, chili powder, peppercorn powder..." Zhang Su shook his head, speechless. "Those perverts in Absolute Justice are really capable of anything. Zombie organ fragments... it seems we aren't the only ones who noticed that zombies can be utilized."

Xie Yanshan nodded. "That's right, but I haven't analyzed what organ the fragment is from yet, and the effect is unknown. I'll go apply for a chicken to test it."

"Hmm, go talk to Old Ma, he'll arrange it for you quickly."

Zhang Su pointed at the house with one hand on his hip and asked, "Are you short on manpower? Do you want me to release those three people?"

"Mr. Zhang, I've had contact with them and chatted briefly. Based on my judgment, they are just ordinary people following orders. You say east, they don't dare go west. Keeping them locked up is actually a waste of resources."

Xie Yanshan nodded quickly and even put in a good word for them.

"Fine, I'll go over and take a look. As for the bodies... I'll handle it."

After saying this, Zhang Su took out his walkie-talkie and informed Yu Wen that there were four heroic remains at Cuileng Pavilion that needed to be buried, asking him to arrange for people to handle it.

After giving the instructions, Zhang Su took the key from Xie Yanshan and walked toward the warehouse where the three Survivor Alliance research personnel were being held.

Descending half a level to the cellar of Cuileng Pavilion, judging by the architectural style and original tone, the former owner probably intended to use it to store wine and cigars. Now, it was used as a warehouse to store some unimportant, ordinary sundries.

Unlocking and pushing the door open, an unpleasant smell hit his nose, all thanks to the plastic bucket in the corner containing their excrement. Although it was covered with a wooden board and there was no heating in the warehouse, the smell was still pungent!

There were no lights in the warehouse; it relied entirely on natural light from the high air vents. Since it was an overcast day, the light was very dim.

Hearing the door open, the three of them sat up straight. When they saw that the figure entering wasn't the polite Dr. Xie, they shrank their necks again.

Zhang Su stood at the door looking at the three of them. In his eyes, there was no darkness; the situation of the three was clear at a glance. Their mental state was about the same as the group of people with Niu Yazi when they caught up with the main force. Their clothes were decent enough, not tattered, but dirty. Their faces were full of grime, and they were huddled together, shivering.

"I am Zhang Su."

Zhang Su introduced himself. It would have been better if he hadn't spoken; after he finished, the three people opposite were so scared they hurriedly knelt down.

Bang, bang, bang—they started kowtowing. The middle-aged man said with a crying voice, "King of Hell, we know we were wrong. We shouldn't have helped Liao Youzhi. We were accomplices to evil. We will turn over a new leaf and be better people. Please, have mercy and let us go. Whatever you want us to do, we will do..."

Zhang Su curled his lip with a strange expression. Was he really that scary?

"Cough!" Zhang Su coughed heavily, took off his sunglasses, scanned the few of them, and continued, "I'm not here for your lives. Stand up, I'll ask questions, you answer!"

"Eh, eh, okay, okay."

Feeling a sense of stability, the three stood up nimbly upon hearing this, patting their already filthy pants.

"From left to right, introduce yourselves. Remember to state clearly your profession before the disaster broke out, and your experiences afterward. Since you're all in research, your education level must be high. Don't give me a long-winded speech; keep it concise!"

Zhang Su pulled out a cigarette and lit it; the room really didn't smell good.

The three looked at each other. Finally, they decided on the young woman on the left from the King of Hell's perspective. She was the first to speak: "I, my name is Zuo Fengjuan. I'm not in research. I... before the disaster, I was just a high school teacher, teaching biology.

After the disaster, I followed the team organized by the residential area to escape. I was among the first batch of survivors to reach Le Gou Mall. Liao Youzhi set up a science department, so I... I signed up. Actually, I... I don't know much."

Zuo Fengjuan's voice grew quieter and quieter, feeling very guilty.

Another teacher?

Zhang Su was a bit surprised. Since the apocalypse, he had met quite a few teachers—language, chemistry, and physical education. Now he had run into a biology one.

Thinking about it carefully, the language and chemistry teachers were coincidences. Duan Wu had survived based on his own advantages. As for the one in front of him, she had entered a special department because of her status as a teacher, which was how they met.

"Fine, quite honest. Being able to be a high school biology teacher means you have some learning and research ability. Next."

Yu Qing was also a teacher. Although she didn't enter the lab to do research, she rolled a few bombs every day, which was also quite good. As long as you had knowledge, you had a place to use it.

The oldest man standing in the middle bowed and said, "Hello, King of Hell. My name is Yang Dongxin. I'm also not a specialized researcher. That... I was just a retired employee of the Qincheng Research Institute. My previous job was mainly warehouse management, hehe, warehouse management..."

"On the day the disaster broke out, I happened to be night fishing at a private fish pond on the edge of the North Second Ring Road. I got sleepy in the middle of the night and slept in the hut guarding the pond. When I walked home in the morning, I found out there was a zombie outbreak!"

"Later, I was accepted by a survival team at Factory 208. I lived with those people for a while. After tossing and turning for more than a month, I arrived at the Survivor Alliance. The situation afterward is about the same as Little Zuo's!"

Zhang Su curled his lip, speechless. He looked at the man's face and said, "I don't think you're even sixty, so why did you retire?"

"Ah, it's like this. My position involved contact with special things, some of which were harmful to the body, so it was considered hazardous work, and I could retire early."

Yang Dongxin explained hurriedly.

"So that's how it is..." Zhang Su nodded in realization and clicked his tongue. "Liao Youzhi really had poor judgment in people. A biology teacher is one thing, but you, a fucking warehouse manager, can be a research staff member? That's really awesome!"

"You flatter me. We're just the best of the worst. Having been immersed in it for a lifetime, I understand the procedures more or less."

Yang Dongxin accompanied him with a smiling face.

"Don't tell me that besides Fu Weijun, none of you three are regular military?"

As he spoke, he looked at the last young man.

The man wasn't old, only about twenty-four or twenty-five. Feeling the King of Hell turn his head to look at him, he gave a sheepish smile: "No, I'm sorry, I... I'm also not in research..."

"Good! Hahaha..."

Zhang Su laughed and clapped his hands. "Good, good, good! Three fakes!"

(End of chapter)