Chapter 134 - 133: The Zombie Virus Can Be Cured?
Chapter 134: Chapter 133: The Zombie Virus Can Be Cured?
"Go check on them!" Lin Nan finally said with a helpless sigh.
The man nodded. "Yes, we’ve already secured them. I’ve also sent men to check everyone else to make sure no one slipped through the cracks."
This was what every base feared most.
Everyone knew that if you were injured by a zombie, you would be "dealt with." Even if you weren’t, the outcome was inevitable.
But some people would cling to a sliver of hope, or to put it another way, they were just selfish.
This kind of thing wasn’t uncommon in the apocalypse. People would hide their zombie-inflicted injuries, go home, and then, after turning, end up killing their own families.
What was worse, if they turned in a crowded area, the resulting scratches would cause an even bigger problem, spreading the infection exponentially.
In the early days of the apocalypse, that was how the zombies spread. No one had been prepared.
Lin Nan followed the man to a corner of the base, which was already surrounded by a group of guards and cordoned off with a warning line.
When Lin Nan approached, the guards immediately let him through the cordon.
Lin Nan was now the most powerful person in the base.
Inside, he saw the people who had been injured by zombies. Every one of them wore an expression of despair and utter defeat.
They knew what their fate would be.
There was no way out for them.
Some had even been wounded by mutated zombies. The transformation was faster for them; they were already starting to turn. Their faces grew pale, and black lines were spreading out from their wounds.
The faces of the surrounding guards were grim. After all, these were people they lived and worked with day in and day out.
Outside the cordon, many people were crying—the families of the survivors who had been injured.
They were just as helpless.
Some had cried until their eyes were red and swollen.
A pang of sorrow hit Lin Nan as he looked at them.
They were all people of the base, people he had seen around. They had all spent so much time together here, and now they were about to be gone.
Thinking of this, he felt that putting a single bullet in Guo Qi had been letting him off too easy. His death had been far too quick.
"You all know how this has to be handled." Lin Nan sighed, then pulled out a pistol and tossed it toward the group. "For the sake of everyone else in the base, for the sake of your families, you now have only three choices."
"One, leave the base on your own. You’ll at least get to enjoy a little more freedom. Two, let us execute you. We’ll give you a proper burial and a tombstone. Three, give yourselves a quick and clean end!"
The words were cruel, but the infected knew they had no other choice.
Besides, they didn’t want to choose. Who could face death with enough courage?
One of them gritted his teeth, snatched up the pistol, and shouted, "It’s already come to this! Why be a coward? I’d rather go out like a man."
With that, he immediately shot the person next to him in the head.
That man’s transformation was clearly faster; he was one of those injured by a mutated zombie.
He didn’t even have time to react, his last gaze one of utter shock at the man holding the gun.
He never expected the other man to shoot him first.
After killing the man with a single shot, the survivor with the gun immediately turned it on himself, gritted his teeth, and pulled the trigger.
BANG!
Another gunshot rang out.
The bullet tore through his skull. He collapsed, and the gun fell from his hand to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, two people were dead. The remaining survivors sighed, but a new sense of resolve settled over them.
Death can be terrifying, but seeing a comrade die for the greater good can also lessen that fear.
Another person picked up the pistol, ready to end it.
His courage clearly didn’t match the first man’s; the hand holding the gun trembled.
Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a voice called out, "Lin Nan, a zombie wound isn’t necessarily a death sentence!"
The words made the man freeze.
It was Lu Feng’s voice.
Lin Nan’s head snapped toward Lu Feng. "Mr. Lu," he asked urgently, "what do you mean by that?"
Lu Feng produced a small vial of liquid. "This," he said, "can cure those who’ve been injured by zombies."
It was the special serum, capable of neutralizing the zombie virus.
However, this wasn’t the same vial he had gotten from a drop earlier. The reason he had only just appeared was that he had secretly snuck away to pour a small amount into a smaller container.
’My goal is to absorb Red Leaf Base, to coax its people into moving to Qingfeng Base.’
’So, first I have to let them know I have a cure for the zombie virus, but I can’t save all of them.’
’If I save everyone, the leverage this thing gives me is greatly diminished.’
’I’ll save a few now, then say I have more of the serum back at my base. I’ll tell the rest they have to go to Qingfeng Base for treatment, explaining that if their transformation progresses past fifty percent, they can’t be saved.’
’Therefore, they can’t afford to delay. They’ll have no choice but to go.’
’And these people have families, who will certainly follow them.’
’They also have friends who don’t want to see them die and will want to go along.’
’It’ll be a chain reaction. Most of the people from Red Leaf Base will end up coming.’
’Lin Nan won’t have many options in that situation.’
’Once they’re at Qingfeng Base, I have plenty of ways to win them over completely.’
As Lu Feng presented the small vial of special serum, every eye turned to him, including Lin Nan’s and those of the Guard Squad Leader, Chen Fei.
A clamor erupted from the surrounding survivors.
Could such a cure really exist?
In their experience, a zombie wound was incurable—a guaranteed death sentence.
Lin Jiao and Wang Cheng were also stunned.
They had no idea their boss possessed something like this; he had never said a word about it.
’He really is a mystery,’ they thought. ’He’s always pulling off something that leaves us speechless.’
Lin Nan asked hurriedly, "Mr. Lu, can this thing really cure the zombie virus?"
"It can," Lu Feng explained, "but it can’t treat those with severe infections. It only works if the transformation hasn’t progressed past twenty percent."
"So, anyone injured by a mutated zombie needs to be treated first. As for the rest, they’ll have to come back to our base with us. I have more of the serum there, which should be enough to cure everyone."
Without hesitation, Lin Nan went forward and singled out the eight survivors who had been wounded by mutated zombies, the ones with black lines visibly spreading from their wounds.
And because they were wounds from mutated zombies, the black lines were visibly, slowly, growing.
Lu Feng didn’t hesitate either. He went straight to them, had them open their mouths, and poured about five milliliters of the liquid into each one.
’As for how I’m controlling the dosage? Simple. I’m using my game-like exploration skill. I can see the data, so I just stop pouring when the volume of the liquid in my hand has decreased by five milliliters.’
Soon, all eight had taken the serum.
A short while after they drank the serum, everyone saw the black lines spreading from their wounds halt their advance. In fact, they were even slowly receding at a rate visible to the naked eye.
In other words, the serum that Mr. Lu had produced was real. It could actually cure the zombie virus.
Then, all eyes fell on the two survivors who were already dead.
It seemed they didn’t have to die. After all, Mr. Lu had a serum that could cure the virus.
If only Boss Lin hadn’t been in such a rush to throw them the gun.
Especially the one who had been shot first.
It was...
A look of pity subconsciously appeared on everyone’s faces.