The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 662: The feeling of being reborn (Merry Christmas, dear readers!)

"Brother Su, I know this plan is very bold, but I think everything depends on human effort! I am willing to give up this opportunity and hope that you can agree to my request."

Chen Hanzhou's attitude was very sincere, not like he was joking, nor did he seem impulsive.

"Four core members have gone to investigate the zombie swarm in the Shanhai District, and you are still planning to make such a big move... I am sure that there are treasures worth digging out in the bodies of every highly mutated zombie, but we still have to put safety first!"

Zhang Su also wanted to catch the mutated zombies, but he had too many aspects to consider and it was impossible for him to do as he pleased like Chen Hanzhou.

"Instead of making a big move, how about reconnaissance first? Let's investigate the situation first, and then decide on the next plan. How about this?"

Chen Hanzhou took a step back and continued to fight.

"Investigation is fine!"

Before Qiu Hui could express her opinion, Zhang Su nodded and agreed.

First of all, Chen Hanzhou's concession can put an end to the headache of allocating the golden thalamus. In addition, scouting the zombie horde is the responsibility of Qiu Hui and Liu Tianji, but the explosion shock wave of the Longtou Camp has affected the overall planning progress.

The zombie horde in Qincheng changed its direction due to the shock wave, but we cannot be sure that the zombie horde heading southwest will not turn around. God knows whether there is a larger camp in the southwest to attract the zombie horde. In case they go around and still head towards Tianma Island, we can track and investigate them so as not to fight an unprepared battle.

"Qiu Hui, show your attitude. You still have to go for this. Do you dare?"

Because Qiu Hui is not a member of the Yanluo Corps, Zhang Su has some doubts about her ability.

Qiu Hui thought about it for a moment and smiled: "Brother Zhang, I dare as long as I don't go alone!"

"You definitely didn't act alone. The Churchill Group has officially been established. I'll talk to Liu Tianji today."

"What... Brother Liu, I'm so lucky, isn't Brother Liu so lucky?"

When Chen Hanzhou heard Zhang Su say Liu Tianji's name, envy was written all over his face. He asked hurriedly: "Brother Su, how did you do it? How can you not attract the attention of the zombies? Tell me, I want this ability too!"

"Xiao Chen, I advise you to give up this unrealistic idea."

Fu Weijun shook his head slightly, explained to Chen Hanzhou what had happened to Qiu Hui and Liu Tianji, and concluded, "The success rate is about 3% and the mortality rate is 60%. You can't gamble!"

Zhang Su said in a deep voice: "Xiao Chen, I find that you have become more and more radical recently. Can you be more honest? Why do you want everything that others have, kid?"

What he really thinks, I still want to know!

"No, Brother Su, I was thinking that the greater the ability, the more help I could bring to the camp. Who knew the probability of obtaining this ability was so low? Forget it, the chance of winning is too small. Dr. Fu is right. I can't afford to gamble..."

Chen Hanzhou smiled awkwardly and waved his hands. He was very eager for power, but faced with only a 3% chance of winning, he had no idea what to do, not to mention that the mortality rate was so high.

"If there is a reliable method, the Yama Army will directly transform into zombie wanderers, and they will be invincible!"

Zhang Su thought helplessly, then shook his head and said, "Come on, Dr. Fu, Qiu Hui, take the medicine first and see how it works!"

The two took the golden thalamus from Zhang Su.

Fu Weijun had been waiting for this moment for a long time. He didn't need any sense of ritual. He stared at the golden thalamus and prayed for a second, then put it directly into his mouth and swallowed it.

In ancient times, Zhu Bajie ate a ginseng fruit in one bite, and now Fu Weijun swallows the golden thalamus raw.

"Dr. Fu, what do you think?"

Qiu Hui held the warm golden thalamus in her hand and looked at Fu Weijun, who was sitting in a wheelchair with his eyes closed and silent, with curiosity on her face. She was not brave enough and hesitated to eat it.

Zhang Su and Chen Hanzhou also focused their eyes on Fu Weijun's face. This was truly a moment to witness a miracle, and everyone wanted to see it with their own eyes.

"My situation is quite special. It doesn't count as a limb loss. I hope you won't let me down."

Fu Weijun muttered something, and then his lips trembled, and he raised his hand to gesture: "My body is heating up, my abdomen is warm, and the warm current is starting to move, no, it's starting to spread, to my chest, back, spine, ah... my spine is on fire, burning, so hot! Ah!"

In less than a minute, Fu Weijun started yelling and screaming in disbelief, then he fell forward, twisted on the ground, and beat his back with his hands as if his back was really on fire.

Zhang Su and the other two looked at Fu Weijun twisting on the ground with astonishment. No one came forward to help him because his legs were actually moving and twisting along with his body...

"Huh, huh..."

After twisting on the ground like an octopus for more than a minute, Fu Weijun finally calmed down. He lay on the ground gasping for breath, his glasses flew under the desk, and his saliva was flowing out.

"Dr. Fu, please get up. The ground is cold!"

Zhang Su picked up his glasses, walked to Fu Weijun and grabbed his arm with one hand. It must be said that Fu Weijun's arms were very strong. After all, he usually relied on his arms for exercise, so they were full of muscles.

With the help of Zhang Su, Fu Weijun stood up from the ground tremblingly. His matchstick-like legs were shaking exaggeratedly, as if he could not support the weight of his body at all.

"I stood up, haha, I stood up."

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No matter how violently his legs were shaking, Fu Weijun was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. After many years, he finally felt the existence of his legs again!

"Did you see it? Did you see it? I can walk. I can really walk!"

Fu Weijun tried to take a step forward, and the familiar yet unfamiliar feeling made tears flow down his cheeks.

Qiu Hui is an optimistic woman, but also very sentimental. She was touched by Fu Weijun's emotions and shed tears of joy. She choked up and said, "That's great, it's great that Dr. Fu can stand up again. That's great."

"Yes, zombies bring us disasters, but they also create impossible things for us. That's great."

Chen Hanzhou had a faint smile on his face. He seemed to be talking about Fu Weijun, but it seemed more like he was talking about himself.

With the help of Zhang Su, Fu Weijun walked around the wheelchair again and again.

Zhang Su smiled helplessly, paused and said, "Dr. Fu, let Xiao Zuo take care of your rehabilitation training. I won't do it for you!"

"Come on, Mr. Zhang, let go of your hand and let me try!"

"You are really aiming too high. Your legs are shaking like this. Do you know how much strength I exerted just now? You want to walk by yourself..." Zhang Su shook his head speechlessly: "You will collapse as soon as I let go of you, believe it or not?"

“Hey, eh…”

Zhang Su said this and let go of his hand. As expected, Fu Weijun's legs, whose muscles had long since atrophied, had no strength to support his weight and he fell to one side.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Fu Weijun panic.

Of course Zhang Su would not let Fu Weijun fall to the ground. He grabbed him with his arm and helped him sit in the wheelchair.

"Being able to move is the best result. Slowly recover. If you can stand firmly within a week, that's a victory. I'll ask Zuo Fengjuan to go to the warehouse and get you some supplements."

Zhang Su patted Fu Weijun's shoulder vigorously. He was also happy for Fu Weijun in his heart. The help provided by this doctor who came from afar to the camp was extraordinary!

"Thank you, thank you Mr. Zhang, thank you all, I can leave now, I can finally leave!"

Fu Weijun sat in a wheelchair with his legs lifted up and down. He felt like he was reborn, as if he had returned to the time many years ago when he could still run.

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