The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 569 Gold Quality!

"Dr. Xie, how are you and Dr. Fu doing?"

Zhang Su looked at Xie Yanshan and invited him into the house.

"Weijun is performing a skull surgery on a zombie. I came over to see if there's anything I can help with."

Xie Yanshan walked into the room and was relieved to see that Qiu Hui had calmed down.

Zhang Su closed the door and put the plastic bag of medicine aside. He glanced at Qiu Hui who was in good condition, and then turned his gaze to Xie Yanshan and Duan Wuhu.

"Dr. Xie, have you ever encountered a situation like Qiu Hui, where someone can switch back and forth between normal and transformed states?"

When Xie Yanshan heard Zhang Su's question, he took off his glasses and shook his head: "As far as we know, corpse transformation is an irreversible transformation at the cellular level. I really can't answer why Ms. Qiu's situation occurred, but I think it should be related to the corpse transformation blocking fluid."

The corpse-reforming blocking fluid is a very immature technology, and all kinds of strange phenomena are likely to occur.

"Okay, let's not study how it became like this. Let's discuss Qiu Hui's situation now. You two are not outsiders, so I'll just say some things directly. Qiu Hui, don't worry about it. I think... since she jumps back and forth between the transformed corpse and the normal person, it is very likely that she has both states at the same time. What do you think?"

Zhang Su looked at the two of them, with a bit of expectation in his eyes, as if he hoped to hear a positive answer.

"Well... Weijun said something similar." Duan Wuhu stood aside, stroking his chin, frowning and saying, "He said Xiaoqiu is on the verge of transformation. Sometimes he is a human, sometimes he is a zombie. This state is very unstable and very dangerous."

"No!" Zhang Su shook his head: "That's not what I want to talk about. Let me be frank. I want to do an experiment!"

"Experiment? That's easy. This is the laboratory."

Duan Wuhu spread his hands, and the entire Cui Lengxuan became an experimental site, with one room after another being gradually put to use.

"Brother Zhang, what experiment?"

Qiu Hui heard something unusual in Zhang Su's serious tone. She felt that this experiment might be very dangerous, and the danger was directed at her.

"I won't beat around the bush, Qiu Hui. I can sense the characteristics of a zombie in you, so I really want to know if the zombies will treat you as one of their own. Of course, even if the zombies treat you as one of their own, you are still a member of our Tianma Island!"

Seeing Qiu Hui's face becoming gloomy, Zhang Su hurriedly said something to comfort her.

"So, what do you need me to do?"

Qiu Hui did not waste time grieving. After several months of end-of-the-world trials, she was much stronger than before.

"Old Duan, are there any living zombies in the camp?"

Zhang Su turned his head and looked at Duan Wuhu.

"Living zombies?" Duan Wuhu made a strange expression: "Do 003 and the fire-breathing zombies count?"

"What the hell..."

Zhang Su was a little speechless. These two zombies were not suitable for experiments. Whether it was a slap from Zero Three or a mouthful of spit from the fire-breathing zombie, none of them were something a human could endure.

"That's all. We've killed all the ghosts in the temples in the scenic area. How about I go out and look for them?"

Duan Wuhu pointed down the mountain.

Zhang Su shook his head and tilted his head towards the gate: "Take me to Liu Tianji's place, and then I'll go find him. You guys should be busy with your own things."

After saying that, he turned to look at Qiu Hui and said, "Don't worry too much. These medicines will be enough for you to take for a long time. If anything happens, just call Lao Duan." After giving the instructions, Zhang Su and the other two left Qiu Hui's room. When they passed the door of Fu Weijun's room, they did not stop and walked towards the room where Liu Tianji and the others were while talking. They did not know that Fu Weijun was facing a difficult decision at this moment.

Several lights illuminated the room. A thin zombie corpse was lying on the bed with its head opened. Fu Weijun was sitting in a wheelchair with his back to the door, staring blankly at the things on the tray in front of him with his fists clenched, just like Qiu Hui was when she had a headache just now.

"There is a problem. There must be something wrong with this thing. What should I do? How should I..."

When Fu Weijun heard the footsteps outside the door, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead and there was a rare nervousness in his eyes. He subconsciously hid the tray under the laboratory bed. He waited until the footsteps faded away before he let out a long sigh and took the tray out.

He used tweezers to carefully fiddle with the object in the tray. It was a thing that looked like a zombie's thalamus, but the color was not gray, but a light gold!

Originally, if a zombie has been dead for too long, the thalamus will lose its activity and will no longer be able to heal injuries, so when Fu Weijun was performing the craniotomy, he never thought of paying attention to the thalamus.

But at that moment, he accidentally saw that hint of dim gold, and his heart felt like it was hit by a heavy wooden hammer!

His intuition told him that this pale golden thalamus had an extraordinary effect. Coincidentally, Duan Wuhu came over to get a sedative, so he naturally sent Xie Yanshan away.

The light golden thalamus on the tray is not gilded and colorful. It is smaller than the ordinary zombie thalamus, only the size of a quail egg. It does not smell like anything and looks much better than ordinary thalamus. If you don’t tell what it is, it would be no problem to think of it as a small piece of special alloy.

If the zombie thalamus looked like this when we first saw it, anyone who studies this area would immediately take it seriously, and the secret of the thalamus would not be known by only a few people.

Just like Fu Weijun now, he is eager to know what the effect of this dark golden thalamus is.

"If you cut a little, it shouldn't be noticeable, but..."

Fu Weijun listened attentively to the noise outside the room, while raising his hand to gesture on the pale golden thalamus, just like a stone gambler who didn't know how to open a window on the raw stone and was extremely confused.

After hesitating and struggling for half a minute, Fu Weijun finally let out a long breath, gritted his teeth and glared at the pale golden thalamus in front of him. There was obvious anger in his eyes, and no one knew where this temper came from.

"Why are you scared? This is definitely not allowed by the spirit of exploration. Have you forgotten the oath you made?"

Fu Weijun questioned himself in his heart.

He was not worried about being questioned by Zhang Su for taking out a special piece of thalamus. It was normal to use a little for research. What he was afraid of was whether he would suffer unpredictable consequences after eating this special piece of thalamus!

Such as death.

During the time he lived on Tianma Island, Fu Weijun was no longer so crazy, at least for himself. In layman's terms, he learned to cherish his life...

"Correct!"

Fu Weijun's eyes suddenly lit up and a bold plan emerged in his mind.

He picked up a simply sterilized scalpel and cut the thalamus into four pieces of similar size in three quick cuts. He had originally planned to cut it into smaller pieces, but was afraid that it would not be effective so he gave up.

He swiftly took out a ziplock bag, put the thalamus in it, and put it in his pocket. After a little cleaning, he went about his business as usual!

After about ten minutes, the door was opened, and a gust of slightly cold air poured into the room. Xie Yanshan and Duan Wuhu walked into the room one after another.

"Mr. Zhang is such a responsible leader. He even personally does things like catching zombies... Wow! Weijun, what is this?"

As soon as he entered the room, Xie Yanshan saw a square crystal placed in the tray next to the corpse. It was completely black, with a side length of less than three centimeters. It was neat and tidy, horizontal and vertical. It was impossible to tell what it was made of. You could only feel the black substance flowing slowly in the crystal, and it exuded a strange feeling from the inside out.

"This is its power source, hidden in the brain. It didn't take much effort to find it!"

Fu Weijun spoke calmly, his eyes fixed on the black crystal. The small square was like a black hole, attracting all his attention.

Inside the laboratory, it was no secret that the mutated zombies had a special energy source, but they did not have the ability to sense accurately like Chen Hanzhou, so they usually started from the brain. It happened that the energy source of the liquefied gas zombies was in the brain, so it was found quickly.