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The Golden Cup Van drove straight into the Industrial Zone, only to be stopped by a newly erected iron gate at the end. The driver leaned out, showing a document-like item to the guard, who nodded in confirmation and opened the Gate to let the Jinbei through.
The three captives exchanged glances, observing their surroundings through the car window. They spotted an unremarkable three-story building directly ahead, and an inexplicable shiver ran down their spines. This was the infamous Experimental Base, a three-story structure with neatly arranged production workshops behind it.
The co-driver jumped out of the car, instructing the others to wait on the spot while he hurried up the steps. He reported to the guard behind the revolving door and rushed toward the second floor.
Outside the iron Gate, Luci hid among the lush foliage, her eyes glinting as she focused on the still-running Golden Cup Van, deep in thought.
"Professor, they have returned," said a girl responsible for relaying messages as she knocked on the side door of the Laboratory Hall.
Professor Tu frowned, setting aside his work to follow her outside. After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Was that gunfire from within the facility?"
"It seems so," replied the messenger vaguely, unsure of the details.
In a corner of the first-floor hall, a dim yellow Miner's Lamp illuminated the area, contrasting sharply with the bright overhead lights—two different standards of treatment.
The co-driver looked anxious as he saw the head supervisor coming down. He rushed over and said, "Professor, prepare the materials; we need to relocate."
"Relocate? What are you joking about? Do you know how significant our recent breakthroughs in the laboratory have been?"
"Level One alert," interrupted the co-driver without hesitation, cutting off Professor Tu's complaints. The internal staff and researchers held him in high regard due to his extraordinary status; however, his role as a researcher did not grant him authority over Field Duty matters. Although Old Tu was in charge overall, when it came to security issues, Field Duty held the initiative.
Professor Tu was somewhat displeased and had little regard for those in Field Duty who only knew how to fight. He snorted coldly, "If there's an alert, then find a way to resolve it. Our experimental progress cannot be halted. If we run into trouble and avoid it, we will never achieve our ultimate goal."
The co-driver suppressed his urge to kick him and held back his anger. "The situation is quite serious, Professor. I mean no offense to your authority; no matter how important our experiments are, they must stop now."
"You know how much loss your decision will bring to Kenny?" Professor Tu frowned and snorted, sweeping his sleeve as he turned to leave.
The co-pilot cursed under his breath and stepped forward to grab the old butcher's arm, saying seriously, "I believe that if you die here, Kenny will suffer even more. Professor, it is our duty to protect the laboratory's safety. Kenny has empowered us, and in necessary situations, we have the right to decide whether to relocate."
"What about Acan? Let him come and talk to me," Professor Tu said, a hint of anger in his eyes. The co-pilot's words sounded more like a threat to him.
"Brother Can is engaged in a firefight with the intruders at the main entrance. We don't have much time. We need to take the important data immediately; the vehicle is outside. We have also captured three specimens for you. Relocating the laboratory won't take long," the co-pilot patiently explained the importance of the security alert.
Professor Tu furrowed his brow and thought for a moment but stubbornly shook his head. "You bring me the specimens; I will start the experiment immediately. No difficulties can stop the progress of research." What a joke! The Antibody had just emerged tonight, and now you want me to relocate? That would mean sharing the hard-earned Antibody and other research findings with others. Professor Tu was indeed a scientific authority with rich experience and valuable knowledge, but like many scholars and researchers, he was extremely protective of his work.
The laboratory had been transformed by Kenny; what was once a complete research department had been divided into fragments. Each aspect of research was incredibly precious, and the laboratory's results were tied to their resource benefits. The emergence of the Antibody was akin to divine intervention. With this discovery, Professor Tu's research team would undoubtedly receive Kenny's focused attention. If they could return as a core team to the Gobi Desert, it would be an unparalleled honor, and the final research results would bear his name for posterity.
Those who toy with science view fame and fortune as worthless are gravely mistaken; without fame and fortune, who would support you in continuing your experiments? Moreover, Yang Liangduo's and Kenny's research results had overturned the world. Professor Tu believed he stood shoulder to shoulder with Yang Liangduo; since Old Yang stirred up a storm, why couldn't he?
Originally, Professor Tu's research direction was to improve the Zombie Virus, attempting to refine the potion so that Zombies would no longer suffer from hibernation issues while ensuring they could live without dying. Although existing Zombie potions could guarantee that users were immune to many fatal injuries, flaws still existed. Besides their dormant characteristics, another critical issue was their death conditions. The most fatal injuries were still concentrated in the head; like Zombies, once their heads were injured, there was no hope of recovery. Additionally, Professor Tu discovered another flaw: if a Zombie suffered extensive bodily damage, it would lead to a rapid decrease in the potion's effectiveness. The most direct manifestation of this was a swift loss of behavioral ability; it seemed that the self-healing properties provided by the Zombie Virus could only function effectively within a human body’s greenhouse environment. Once that greenhouse was damaged, the potion's efficacy diminished, ultimately resulting in regression back into a Zombie.
In reality, Professor Tu's research had already shown preliminary success; upstairs was a thinking, talking Skull—a successful attempt. Although it hadn't yet entered an observation period, what did that matter? Compared to Kenny's Zombie Virus, his modified version was evidently more powerful. Of course, this was merely Professor Tu’s wishful thinking from a scientific research perspective. After all, what Kenny needed were warriors with strong physical qualities, sharp senses, and extreme self-healing abilities—not curled-up arms or talking heads; Kenny wasn't running a circus.
Thus, at this moment, Yuan An became particularly important.
You created a virus that transforms Living Persons into Zombies—hmph! Old butcher holds in hand an Antibody that can end you all!
However, it was of no use; within Old Butcher’s inner world, Field Duty meant nothing at all. They cared only about completing Kenny’s assigned tasks; experimental results and progress had nothing to do with them at all.
The co-pilot decided to take decisive action. Before retreating, the Commander had already given instructions; the number of enemies was unknown, but they were clearly targeting the laboratory. For now, they were not at a disadvantage, but the Experimental Base was no longer secret, which meant safety was compromised. A transfer was a necessary measure, not a hasty escape.
Taking a deep breath, the co-pilot spoke firmly, "Professor Tu, you have twenty minutes to gather essential materials and resources. We leave in twenty minutes."
"I refuse your proposal in my capacity as the head of this division. Focus on your responsibilities and deal with the trouble outside," Professor Tu replied with righteous indignation, standing tall with an air of authority that brooked no dissent. With a cold snort, he turned and walked away.
"Get the hell out of here." The co-pilot's anger surged as he stepped forward and struck Professor Tu hard on the back of the neck with the butt of his gun. The dignified old professor collapsed onto the marble floor with a dull thud and lay still.
The messenger girl who had accompanied Professor Tu gasped in horror, her delicate hands covering her mouth as she struggled to suppress a scream.
The co-pilot stood frozen, staring blankly at the gun butt in his hand and then at the spreading pool of blood on the marble floor. His heart sank into despair.
Luci had been waiting patiently for a long time. Two guards stood at the Gate, both looking like thugs—muscular and intimidating, brandishing dark rifles as they patrolled back and forth. Unarmed and completely outmatched, Luci furrowed her brow in deep thought when suddenly she heard movement nearby. She quickly turned to look outside and saw a car approaching along the Tree-Lined Path without its lights on; its rounded body was not very conspicuous in the thick darkness.
Luci's face lit up with hope as she hurried from behind the Green Belt to intercept it before it recklessly charged toward the Gate.
"Qixi!" Jin Bo exclaimed excitedly. "What’s going on?"
"What do you mean what's going on?" Luci shot him an annoyed glance and replied, "I just got here. There are guards at the entrance, and a car just went in. This should be the Experimental Base."
"What about the Song family?" Jin Bo looked around in confusion. "Are you alone?"
"Yeah, didn’t you see them?" Luci paused for a moment, her gaze drifting toward the main entrance as she asked, "I didn’t run into them."
Chef Jia felt a hint of unease rising within him as he spoke, "We need to go in first; Wu Wentao and the others are stalling at the entrance."
Jin Bo opened the car door and climbed out, reaching under the seat to retrieve a long knife. He waved at Luci and said, "You get in the car; I'll go open the door."
"And then what? There are still gunmen in that van inside," Luci hesitated. She trusted Jin Bo completely when it came to dealing with zombies, but gunmen were a different story.
"We have guns too," Pockmarked Girl chimed in, her enthusiasm still high as she waved her rifle. However, given her small stature, it was clear that she wouldn't be much help in firing it.
Chef Jia furrowed his brow and thought for a moment. "How about we wait a bit longer? We haven't seen Ziqian's team yet. If they go to support Wu Wentao, we should be able to break through at the entrance."
"That's fine, but we can't wait any longer," Luci's expression changed suddenly as lights flared up again on the road they had come from. The Commander had sent the Golden Cup Van for a pincer attack, but it was arriving late.
Jin Bo's brow twitched, and he quickly urged Chef Jia and the others to get in the car. "Let's take them out first." With that, he unsheathed his long knife and swiftly slipped into the bushes by the tree-lined path, the leaves rustling as he moved toward the enemy.
"We have no choice now; let's give it our all. Sister Jia, you two stay safe and follow behind," Luci said as she took the gun from Pockmarked Girl's hands and hurried to the opposite side of Jin Bo at the tree-lined path. Chef Jia and Pockmarked Girl grabbed their Steel Saw Blades, leaving their small vehicle in the middle of the road as they followed Luci into the darkness.
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