I really don't want to be lucky

Chapter 137 136. Gray-brown Zombie Dander
"Then how can we do that? The reason we save money is to marry you a wife. Otherwise, Miss Assassin, you will be my apprentice's daughter-in-law?"

You Xiaowu laughed even more mischievously.

"You are dreaming!"

The female assassin blushed with anger and shame, she gritted her teeth and said:
"Isn't it just money? Auntie, I have plenty of it. Once you get it, get out of here!"

"okay!"

The final result is that You Xiaowu received 50 hush money and left in a hurry, and took the zombie suit from Yu Changshou to go to the practice academy.

But Yu Changshou stayed where he was, unwilling to give up, and wanted to send the female assassin home.

You Xiaowu thought to himself, it's not surprising that Wang Hongyuan of the Cultivation Academy doesn't know much information, after all, he is just a living bag, a puppet pushed to the bright side.

But those doctoral professors in the training academy study zombies every day, and maybe we can get some information from them.

"Hurry up, don't do any experiments, go to the office on the third floor for a meeting."

The lights in the largest laboratory of the Practice College were bright, and the movements of experimenters of different ages were interrupted by the sound, and they all looked at the man holding the document at the door with slight dissatisfaction.

Zombie hair, blood, skin, internal organs, bones, these are all research objects.

There are also researchers who try to combine these raw materials with other things to make a liquid with some special effects.

There are even students who want to graft skins on zombies, or implant the skins of other creatures into zombies.

Although the experimental project is difficult, this group of researchers is unwilling to leave the project at hand, and they are even more interested in zombies than their wives.

If it were not for the mandatory eight-hour rest system, some researchers who were unwilling to leave might have died suddenly in the laboratory due to excessive physical exertion.

"Senior Brother Yang, our experiment has reached a critical stage, can we not go to the meeting?"

A student raised the test tube in his hand and shook it. Inside was gray-brown zombie dander.

"This……"

The person known as Brother Yang paused in embarrassment, and shook the folder twice in his hand.

"Brother, so am I."

"And me, brother."

The rest of the researchers of dark circles also took advantage of the situation and followed suit.

Senior Brother Yang took a deep breath, reached out and slammed the iron door with a folder, and said in a serious voice that could not be resisted:
"This meeting is to discuss the various uses of zombies. It is a meeting that everyone must attend! Wouldn't it be good for everyone to brainstorm new ideas? You will know what is the point of sitting in the laboratory and studying your own one-third of an acre of land all day long? !”

"Meeting! Now, now, now!"

"Mr. Ma from the Department of Economics is also here. You all give me ideas that are suffocating in your heart. Once you are appreciated by Mr. Ma, then the funding for our research institute will also be available!"

Brother Yang left after speaking.

There was silence in the laboratory for a moment, followed by the sounds of busy tidying up and excited discussions:
"I seem to see a lot of funding beckoning to me! With funding, I can apply for new instruments and start new research projects!"

"That's right, more funds will definitely bring more bonuses, so my wife won't punish me to kneel on the washboard after returning home, and I can stand up straight in front of my son!"

A lively and jubilant atmosphere.

And the iron door rang twice again, Senior Brother Yang, who was so serious just now, came back again.

He coughed twice to suppress his excitement.

"Move two zombies to the conference room so that we can show our research direction to Mr. Ma."

You Xiaowu, who had been lying in wait outside the laboratory for a long time, was overjoyed and quickly put on his Halloween suit. After the two researchers carried the zombie upstairs while having fun.

You Xiaowu easily kicked a zombie specimen out of the window, stood up straight and acted as a qualified specimen.

The meeting room is not big, and a long table can only accommodate twenty people to discuss matters.

But now the conference room is flooded with many people, and those who have no place to stand by with a notebook are willing to do so.

Li's Tiangong City has four direct departments: the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Culture, the Ministry of Economy, and the Ministry of Political Affairs.

Mr. Ma, a subject of economics, has been in this position for ten years. As long as he is willing, he can bring a large amount of funds to the teachers and students of the practice college to study zombies.

Therefore, in this seminar, this group of nerds who usually only do experiments is very nervous, and several of them are still preparing manuscripts for a while.

You Xiaowu couldn't stop laughing when he saw this battle, but he couldn't laugh after that, instead he felt that the time was too slow and it was a torment.

"Hello everyone, I'm Ma Dong from the Economics Department. I'm very happy to communicate with everyone in the laboratory today. To make a long story short, I will only talk about four points..."

He talked for half an hour at one o'clock, and two hours at four o'clock.

The nerds dare not speak out, they can only comfort themselves that this will make the speech more fully.

You Xiaowu began to feel drowsy.

It wasn't until the researchers talked about their research direction on zombies one by one that he cheered up a little.

All kinds of whimsical ideas have been put forward, which is simply amazing.

Someone suggested that zombie skins be made into cleaning gloves and that cleaning agents be added to them.

Use the zombie activity on the glove to continuously replicate the used cleaner, making the cleaning glove an inexhaustible cleaner.

"But in this case, if you buy a cleaning glove, you don't have to buy other cleaning agents? Wouldn't this cut off the business of our city's factories?"

Mr. Ma shook his head, the researcher blushed at the words, and went down to think of another plan.

Another tall, thin researcher wearing glasses came up. He spoke confidently, but it was creepy.

He proposed that today's zombies undergo killing training. After passing the training, they can be used as an auxiliary tool for psychological treatment.

Let the zombies hunt and kill those who have death thoughts and want to commit suicide.

If people can run away in fright and say that they are willing to live, that is a successful treatment.

If the person who committed suicide still wanted to die, Gongcheng didn't need such a cowardly resident that day, just let him die.

"The first half was good, but the second half was too devoid of humanitarian principles.

Although our Tiangong City has cleanliness, we never discriminate against any residents, let alone let zombies kill them!
You are a crime! "

Ma Lao was so angry that he couldn't speak smoothly, and his crutches banged on the ground, and everyone present lowered their heads in shame.

But You Xiaowu knew that Tiangong City was a prosperous city and its people were prosperous. It could be said to be one of the most livable cities in the Cataclysm Continent, and the residents provided a lot of tax money to the Li family every year.

Therefore, if the Li family hadn't reached the most difficult stage of the war, they would generally not bald the people's wool.

It was Bai Yanshuang who told him about the prosperity of the Tiangongcheng family after going out to do housekeeping, and it was Hua Mengmeng who told him that the Li family wanted to create a benevolent image among all forces.

"But people are going to die, can you still stop them? My plan is really very feasible..."

(End of this chapter)