Chapter 834: Abandoned Research
Chapter 834: Chapter 834: Abandoned Research
Human Survivor Alliance.
Zhong Beihai and a few doctors in white lab coats were still working tirelessly day and night.
The underground research center was filled with the daily necessities of doctors and researchers everywhere.
Only the petri dishes on the tables were arranged neatly.
It had been several days, and they hadn’t stopped producing medicine pills, which were then delivered to various places by Wind Ability Users.
By today, almost every Huaxia descendant had taken the medicine pills, making them immune to the zombie virus for a year.
But achieving true world peace isn’t a matter of just taking the medicine pills.
Even with Captain Zhang holding back those powerful Superpower Users outside, they still coveted the medicine pills.
Through Captain Zhang’s negotiations, the medicine pills could be sold worldwide at a mutually satisfactory price.
In the long run, the visible future developments were bound to progress rapidly.
Crystal cores would gather in this land, the giant lion opening its eyes, straightening its spine.
Zhong Beihai wasn’t consumed with so many thoughts; as a doctor, he simply wanted more people to be spared from the zombie virus.
Meanwhile, his research continued uninterrupted.
He was determined to find a way to restore zombies back to humans.
Only then would the apocalypse truly end.
The wrinkles on his weathered face seemed to have multiplied, and without any superpower, Zhong Beihai could only rely on sheer determination to support his cause.
"Teacher, take a break! This batch will take a few more hours to complete; I’ll call you when it’s ready."
A young man helped Zhong Beihai sit on a chair and poured him a cup of hot tea.
As a Superpower User himself, he was barely holding on these days, and it was hard to imagine how much pressure this old man had endured.
"I’m fine, I still need to re-select the newly cultivated strains to see if there’s a way to turn the virus into antibodies."
Zhong Beihai took a sip of hot tea, quickly stood up again, and began a new round of cultivation.
In the main hall of the research center, there stood a somewhat skinny Fusang Tree.
It emitted a rich vitality, and occasionally, someone would carefully pluck a leaf to use as a material for medicine production.
There would immediately be powerful Wood Ability Users infusing vitality into the Fusang Tree, fearing anything might happen to it.
A small tree carried the future of the world.
"Hello, Captain Zhang!"
That day, a person not often seen here arrived at the research center.
He was the chief captain of the Human Survivor Alliance, the man who single-handedly created the Alliance and fought against Superpower Users across the world.
His presence was a spiritual pillar for everyone; with him, this world could achieve true peace.
Strong human Superpower Users, like the emperors among zombies, were the benchmarks of their realm.
Captain Zhang wore a faint smile, glanced at the vibrant Fusang Tree, and his smile grew deeper.
This was a gift from the wealthy families, enough to give everyone confidence to withstand these unforgettable times.
Captain Zhang continued walking toward the innermost laboratory, which was the most central area of the Alliance.
The floor was strewn with miscellaneous items, left unorganized.
Everyone was busy working.
They were truly busy, so much so that they thought about changing petri dishes even during mealtimes.
There simply was no time for cleaning!
Captain Zhang immediately noticed Zhong Beihai rubbing his back.
He was intently observing the samples in the petri dishes, selecting useful gene sequences.
"Old gentleman, maybe you should let this research go. There’s no point in resisting anymore."
Captain Zhang looked at the experimental data on the table for a long time before finally speaking.
Captain Zhang had never considered giving up on those who had become zombies before.
But he had seen into many futures, and examples of zombies turning back into humans were virtually nonexistent.
Sometimes, he thought that as long as the experiments continued, there might still be a chance.
But in a vision he had a few days ago, he was absolutely certain that zombies were just zombies, and they could never become humans again.
Only by human coexistence could there be the best solution, as far as he could see.
The critical factor was the Bai Family and Zhang Yiming.
"We can’t give up, with so many turned into zombies, billions of lives; even saving a few would be good."
Upon hearing Captain Zhang’s words, Zhong Beihai’s fingers trembled slightly, but he resolutely shook his head.
He knew Captain Zhang was probably speaking the truth, that they might really be wasting their efforts.
But giving up entirely was difficult for him. As a doctor, his duty was to save lives.
"The dead can’t come back to life, zombies are the dead; even if they can speak and have memories, they are still dead," Captain Zhang sighed and continued, "For peace in the future, we need to focus our resources on the human survivors."
Humans were already at a disadvantage, and investing massive time and resources into researching ways to turn zombies into humans only made things harder.
As the plan drew closer, there was no room for unnecessary waste.
"Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. I won’t waste resources. The medicine pills will keep being produced, never stopping. I’ll use my extra time for research, and the wasted crystal cores can be deducted from my salary. I rarely buy anything anyway."
Zhong Beihai still didn’t want to give up.
Seeing Zhong Beihai’s stubbornness, Captain Zhang didn’t persuade any further but took out a glass bottle from his pocket.
Inside the glass bottle was a half-filled amount of pitch-black blood, and even through the bottle, it exuded a decaying aura.
"The blood in this bottle comes from a zombie whose blood contains the most perfect genes. Study these gene sequences when you have the time, and you’ll understand whether zombies can ever become human again."
With that, Captain Zhang placed the bottle in Zhong Beihai’s hand.
Zhong Beihai accepted the bottle, already aware of the outcome, as Xiao Zhang’s foresight had never been wrong before.
But he decided to research thoroughly nonetheless.
What if he found a breakthrough?
"Xiao Zhang, you brought so little, just half a bottle. Can you get some more? If not, cutting off an arm and sending it over will do!"
Looking at the thumb-sized bottle, Zhong Beihai was slightly troubled.
This meant his research opportunities would be limited.
"It’s enough for you."
Captain Zhang shook his head, somewhat helplessly.
Getting an arm would require Xiao Qunqun to ask, and only then would Zhang Yiming willingly cut off his own.
Even worrying about scaring Xiao Qunqun, he would have to cover her eyes with a hand.
"Alright, I’ll study it more thoroughly."
Zhong Beihai stretched, then energetically resumed his experiments.
Seeing Zhong Beihai working diligently, Captain Zhang turned to leave, saying nothing more.
"Oh, by the way, Xiao Zhang, have you taken the medicine pills? Make sure you don’t forget!"
Zhong Beihai suddenly looked up and asked Captain Zhang.
Captain Zhang was a key leader; he couldn’t fall ill, or else the Alliance would lose its spiritual pillar, and it would be a significant loss to human survivors.
It could be said that Captain Zhang represented not just himself but the entire human front.
"I took them."
Captain Zhang paused slightly, answered calmly, and continued walking outside.
Feeling a bit reassured after hearing Captain Zhang’s response, Zhong Beihai continued his research.
What he didn’t know was that hidden inside Captain Zhang’s pristine suit was a glass bottle the size of a thumb.
Inside the bottle, a half-filled amount of pitch-black liquid flowed with Captain Zhang’s movements.