Chapter 704 - 575: Not Convinced?

"Well, Mr. Zhang, the research on liquid gas zombies cannot be delayed, and there’s Qiu Hui over there..."

Fu Weijun was persistent, deciding to give it one more try.

"Then we’ll have to trouble Dr. Xie a bit, and if the three people from the Survivor Alliance have no issues, they can also start participating in the research."

Zhang Su pointed at Xie Yanshan.

"Damn it!"

Fu Weijun was anxious and cursed. That black crystal couldn’t be researched?

Even newcomers were involved in research before him. This was simply... too frustrating!

"Swearing, huh? Why don’t you take a look at this?"

Saying this, Zhang Su reached into his waist pouch and pulled out several white wax pills.

All five looked at Zhang Su’s palm, showing puzzlement in their eyes.

"What is this?" Fu Weijun instinctively asked, mimicking Zhang Su’s words, his face full of curiosity.

"Heh..." Zhang Su smiled mysteriously: "These are drugs concocted by a survivor organization in the Development Zone. After consumption, they can greatly increase one’s combat power. I wanted you all to research the ingredients, but unfortunately, it seems you won’t be able to participate."

Liu Tianji and Ke Zhiyu exchanged glances after hearing Zhang Su’s words, displaying strange expressions. They secretly thought that Brother Su’s series of actions seemed uneventful but were highly targeted, masterfully exploiting weak points.

Sure enough, upon hearing the news, Fu Weijun was so anxious he almost jumped up, like a patient with constipation for ten days.

"That expression is really ugly, are you not accepting it?"

Zhang Su twirled the white wax pill in his hand like an old man playing with health balls, smiling but not smiling as he queried.

Seemingly giving slack, but actually maintaining control!

"Accept..."

After much brewing, Fu Weijun finally squeezed out a word.

Duan Wuhu hurriedly interjected: "What’s not to accept, ten days of rest, eating, drinking, and playing, Weijun, you should thank Mr. Zhang, you know?"

"No need to thank you!"

Zhang Su waved his hand and said: "Dr. Fu, everything you’ve done for the camp is remembered in my heart, and they are indelible achievements. In the future, I will have them compiled and written into a booklet. If our camp can develop further, your heroic deeds will be a splendid Chapter!"

But you must bear the corresponding punishment for your mistakes. Do you think why you can return to your post after just taking a few days off, huh? Such a serious mistake, such a light penalty — if it wasn’t just us here knowing this, you’d be stripped of a layer of skin if not dead!"

Your contributions are indeed great, but do you think it’s acceptable for people in the camp to know about your reckless actions, huh? Carelessly feeding people medicine like a joke—wouldn’t they be furious? I can balance your merits and faults, but others can’t tolerate it. You should understand my point, right?"

Fu Weijun listened to Zhang Su, his expression serious, with extremely complex feelings. Whether he lives or dies, or is stripped of a layer of skin aside, ever since stepping into the door of scientific research, he never cared about fame and fortune, but at this moment he was somewhat tempted...

"I understand, I’ve realized my mistake deeply! Everyone, my recklessness has troubled you, please forgive my impulse, and give me a chance to correct it, don’t let this matter continue to spread, I beg you."

Fu Weijun sincerely apologized. He was keenly aware of the power of public opinion. If things went as Zhang Su said, with six to seven hundred people knowing what happened today, he truly wouldn’t have a chance at survival, unless King Yama protected him!

But will King Yama do that?

Does he deserve King Yama’s protection?

There was no answer.

"I’ll take these ten days to settle down and review myself thoroughly. Please allow me to make a request, I hope Teacher Duan can stay in the lab. He can tell me what he sees and hears, so I won’t be too bored."

This time, Fu Weijun was upfront, directly stating his reasons.

"This punishment is directed at you, it has nothing to do with Old Duan. I won’t involve Old Duan in your mistakes! Don’t relax yet; after the ten-day holiday, you’ll enter an observation period lasting a maximum of a month. If there’s no problem, then this is for you."

Zhang Su said, tapping the location of the ziplock bag, and as if recalling something, added: "Rest assured, I will absolutely ensure that no one outside this room knows about this thalamus, including all of you. If there’s any information leaked outside, it’ll be on you!"

"No, no..."

"Rest assured, I definitely won’t say anything!"

"Then we’ll stick to the story that it’s the effect of the Corpse Transformation Inhibitor, otherwise we’d have to fabricate a whole bunch of lies!"

"Alright, that’s the story we’ll tell people outside!"

Zhang Su made the decision, unifying everyone’s external explanation.

"Ten days, a month; added up, that’s forty days. Alright, if you can really stand up, it’s hardly a difference of forty days! Also, I... I apply to become a test subject for that, if necessary."

Fu Weijun pointed to Zhang Su’s palm, wanting desperately to know the effects of that pill.

"No, no, no..."

Xie Yanshan immediately interrupted, awkwardly smiling: "No need for humans, no need for humans, we can just use animals, Weijun, don’t say such things."

To reach this point and still consider using humans directly for testing, Xie Yanshan was about to collapse. He didn’t want to lose this good colleague.

Zhang Su was also quite speechless, this guy was too enthusiastic, but he absolutely couldn’t indulge him, otherwise, he would definitely mess things up!

"So..."

Fu Weijun glanced around, this was not the main lab, but he still felt nostalgic, muttering: "Mr. Zhang, I’ll leave then, Dr. Xie, sorry for the trouble in the coming days."

"No problem, no problem, Weijun, have a good rest, adjust your state, ten days will pass in the blink of an eye."

Xie Yanshan reluctantly waved his hand.

"Alright, Old Duan, accompany Dr. Fu downstairs. Oh, why don’t you two head directly to Village No.1, wait to have hotpot tonight, help everyone out a bit, change your life around. If someone asks why Dr. Fu left the lab, just say he got injured and needs to recuperate, go on."

Zhang Su waved his hand.

"Alright, rest assured, Brother Zhang, I will handle everything. Oh, take this."

Duan Wuhu pushed Fu Weijun out the door, found the painkillers still in the wheelchair’s bag, took out the plastic bag, and returned it to Zhang Su. Inside, a lot of pills were unpacked, clearly fed to those who didn’t need them.

Ugh, ugh.

In the corridor, the pitiful zombie facing downward sensed blood food approaching, emitting low growls, twisting its body, looking quite awkward.

Fu Weijun glanced complexly at the zombie, pursing his lips. He knew it was used for testing Qiu Hui’s zombie, but unfortunately, he couldn’t witness it with his own eyes. Truly, what a shame!

"Dr. Xie, have you seen this kind of thalamus before?"

After the two went downstairs, Zhang Su retrieved the ziplock bag again, asking Xie Yanshan.

"No!" Xie Yanshan shook his head decisively: "Never seen a thalamus with such a special color; they’re all gray-blue, occasionally varying in depth, but generally fluctuating within that color range. We suspect it’s a case of individual differences, but this one is obviously different!"

"Brother Su, can I take a look?"

Liu Tianji, with an odd expression, extended his hand.

"Go ahead." Zhang Su casually tossed it to Liu Tianji, then continued asking: "Is it because liquid gas zombies are mutated zombies, which resulted in such a unique thalamus? But it wouldn’t make sense, since the Petrified Skin Zombie’s thalamus had no difference, right?"

"Uh... I’ve handled very few Petrified Skin Zombies, not too clear; but from the records, there indeed weren’t any anomalies."

"In that case, can we deduce that the mutation level of the Petrified Skin Zombie is lower than that of the liquid gas zombie, hence no thalamus change?"

In terms of prowess, liquid gas zombies clearly surpass Petrified Skin Zombies by more than one level!

Xie Yanshan sighed deeply: "Mr. Zhang, if you’re establishing a theory, your conjectures are entirely valid, but... an unverified process cannot withstand scrutiny."

Any theory can indulge flights of fancy, but they’re all "hypotheses" needing verification.