The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 853: King Yama is a man of few words

"I... I just poked it with a screwdriver and didn't pay attention to the problem with the eyeball. Will it affect the research?"

Duan Wuhu repeated the same actions as before to kill the zombies and asked somewhat angrily.

"The way you handled it was too rough!"

Zhang Su shook his head, then frowned and said, "That can't be said. We have dealt with mutated zombies before, but nothing like this has happened. We don't have experience in this area. We need to establish a relevant process in the future to ensure safety as much as possible."

Speaking of this, the first thing Zhang Su thought of was the isolation room in the doomsday bunker.

The specifications of that isolation room were quite high. The materials used in its construction were all from special fields. Its protection against various viruses and microorganisms reached the world's top level. Of course, this world's top level refers to the past...

“It should be regulated!”

Duan Wuhu thought of some unpleasant things that had happened before and agreed with both hands.

"Old Duan, did Dr. Fu obstruct you during the mission?"

Zhang Su keenly caught Duan Wuhu's emotional fluctuations and asked a question out of the blue.

Duan Wuhu shook his head decisively, and spread his hands naturally, saying, "He and Old Xie were grumbling about it, thinking it was a pity to kill him like this, and he was a chatterbox."

"Chatterbox... he's so cooperative?"

Zhang Su stared at Duan Wuhu, feeling that he was hiding something.

"Well... Actually, Weijun did say some gossip. He thought you exaggerated the harmfulness of emotional zombies and wanted to study living emotional zombies. I said there might be more among the zombies. It's safer to kill this one first and then study it. That's it."

Duan Wuhu shrugged and answered fluently.

"Is this so..."

Zhang Su said nothing more. He turned the emotional zombie over and carefully observed its two eyeballs. Thinking of the previous things, he said solemnly: "It seems that the ability of this zombie is mainly triggered by its eyes. When killing this kind of zombie in the future, you must avoid its eyes!"

This is not difficult to judge. Normally killing mutated zombies will not cause such terrible consequences.

Duan Wuhu nodded as if he was learning. For humans, there are still too many unsolved mysteries about zombies. Everyone can only grope for the future in the dark, and it is inevitable to pay some price.

"Old Duan, go get some tools. I'm going to open its head first!"

"Ok."

Duan Wuhu did not raise any question. He turned around and walked to the tool cabinet, rummaging around, and took out the "Eighteen Weapons" that Fu Weijun usually used to open the skulls of zombies.

Zhang Su casually picked up the chisel and hammer, gestured at the emotional zombie's head, and asked, "Did the two doctors say anything that needs attention?"

"I haven't heard of it. Um, Brother Zhang, why don't we just give up on it and leave it to Weijun and the others to handle?"

Duan Wuhu had experienced the previous shock and was still a little frightened.

"Can't delay!"

Zhang Su remembered very clearly that it was best to take the thalamus of a zombie while it was still alive. Even if you took it after killing the zombie, it would be better to take it as close to the time of death as possible, otherwise the activity would slowly be lost.

Not only the thalamus, but also the energy source of mutated zombies. Venom zombies are the best example.

The one killed by the Blue Dragon Corps had abundant reserves of venom liquid, while the one killed by Tachibana Mai Sakura had only less than half of the venom liquid left because it had been dead for too long.

When it comes to smashing zombie heads, Fu Weijun and Xie Yanshan are definitely skilled workers. They have decapitated at least 800 zombie heads, if not a thousand. But compared to Zhang Su, the number is more than half less!
The two doctors were responsible for the delicate work, trying not to damage the zombies' brain tissue, while Zhang Su was responsible for the rough work. With a clang of the steel bar, the zombies' brains were smashed to pieces!

Ding ding, clang clang, snap…

Facts have proved that although Yama is rough, he is also very meticulous. On the battlefield, he can use a steel rod to blow up a zombie's head, and in the laboratory he can also open the zombie's skull along the gaps in the skull!
After a series of operations, the emotional zombie's brain tissue was completely exposed in front of the two people. It was no longer the color of a normal human brain. It was a little black and had a faint luster.

At first glance, no one would imagine this brain as physical tissue; it looks more like some kind of metal sculpture.

Zhang Su didn't have time to appreciate these things. He picked up the tools and poked around in the brain tissue. Soon his eyes lit up!
"Really? Come on, Lao Duan, get a plate!"

Zhang Su didn’t know what the energy source unique to emotional zombies was, but he knew that this mutated zombie should have a golden thalamus, and sure enough, it turned out to be the case!

A golden thalamus fell into the plate. Zhang Su and Duan Wuhu looked at each other, and both saw a hint of regret in each other's eyes.

"Pity."

Due to the time since death, the thalamus has already shrunk. It is unclear how big it was originally, but the surface is wrinkled and not smooth. It has shrunk to the size of half a chestnut, only one-third of the size of the one taken out of the liquefied gas zombie's brain...

If we look at the most conservative efficacy, it is probably enough for two people, which is a blessing in disguise.

"Okay, at least it's enough for Xiao Chen!" Zhang Su always remembered that Chen Hanzhou was still short of a golden thalamus that could regenerate a broken limb.

"Hurry up and get it ready..."

Duan Wuhu walked to the side and put the golden thalamus into a ziplock bag. This is a treasure that can regenerate severed limbs. There is only one such small one among hundreds of thousands of zombies!

"Brother Su, Dr. Xie and Teacher Zuo are awake!"

While Zhang Su was concentrating on studying the zombie brain tissue, Zhong Xiaoshan stood outside the door and called out softly.

"Ok?"

The slight sound was just a murmur in Duan Wuhu's ears and he could not hear it at all. Just as he was about to go out to see what happened, he saw Zhang Su put down his tools.

"Let's go, someone's awake!"

"Ah? Really…"

Duan Wuhu had a strange expression on his face. Wasn’t it just that his throat was having problems? How come his hearing was also deaf?
Without time to think, they hurried to the next room. When they entered, they saw Xie Yanshan and Zuo Fengjuan lying on the bed, covering their heads with their hands, with very painful expressions.

Even broken bones and tendons can be endured, but the impact directly on the brain is so intense that it feels like the soul is being cut into pieces.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang. These two people have suffered a huge mental shock. Under the impact of strong energy, their brain nerves are damaged, and their optic nerves are also damaged to a certain extent. With our current medical conditions, there is no medicine that is particularly suitable for the symptoms. They can only take some painkillers to relieve the symptoms."

When Liu Jiehui saw Zhang Su coming, she took off the stethoscope from her ear, greeted him very politely, and then reported the situation truthfully.

She followed the members of the Apocalypse Group to Tianma Island and had almost no contact with the leader. However, she had learned throughout her life what to do when facing a leader and was very familiar with it.

"understood."

Zhang Su nodded. What do you mean by suitable for the disease? If you are injured, you can eat the zombie thalamus. If even the zombie thalamus can't cure the pain, then it's a big problem.

He pressed his palm to Zuo Fengjuan who was struggling to sit up: "Take a rest... You two, I already know the general situation. You should take a good rest first. Dr. Fu is still not awake. Let's talk after this energy passes."

The conditions of the two were much worse than Duan Wuhu's. Not only were their eyes bloodshot, but the veins on their foreheads were also tense. He must have a splitting headache.

"Mr. Zhang, I have something to ask..."

Xie Yanshan held onto the edge of the bed with a painful expression and tried to sit up. His voice was still hoarse, but at least he could speak, it just sounded very uncomfortable.

"Come on, be careful."

Seeing that Xie Yanshan was in great difficulty, Liu Jiehui stepped forward to help him. She was the leader of the medical team, and under normal circumstances, she would not need to do it herself. But there was no other way. She was the lowest-ranking person in the ward...

"Dr. Xie, what's the matter? Tell me."

Zhang Su walked closer and held Xie Yanshan's shoulders, his body trembling slightly.

"Zombie, that zombie, we need to take it down quickly..."

"I know, I know, it's already been fixed, don't worry!"

Zhang Su knew what Xie Yanshan was going to say halfway through, so he quickly took over the conversation, patted him on the shoulder, and said caringly, "Come on, lie down and rest first!"

Xie Yanshan clearly remembered that before he fainted, he saw Duan Wuhu kill the mutated zombie. Leaving it alone for a long time would cause the thalamus to become inactive. When he heard Zhang Su say that it had been done, he felt relieved and lay down peacefully.

His desire for exploration is not as strong as Fu Weijun's, but he is equally ambitious.

(End of this chapter)