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Seeing that Kang Wanying had actually killed someone, Qi Runzhou felt a deep sense of guilt. Although his wife was mentally unstable, it couldn't erase the fact that a murder had taken place. He looked at Zhang Yu, who was still lying on the ground, unable to move, and tentatively called out, "Hey, hey, are you okay?"
Zhang Yu struggled to sit up slowly. Upon seeing Xu Qiubai beside him, he couldn't help but grimace. He pulled up his half-fallen trousers and fastened his belt before turning to look at Xu Qiubai.
His face maintained a strange excitement; perhaps the shock had come too suddenly, and the pain had yet to solidify on his features. His heart felt shattered. It was hard to believe that a brother he had grown up with could die like this. Even in that forced moment, Zhang Yu hesitated; perhaps it wasn't until the very last moment that he truly realized the harm he could cause Xu Qiubai. Regardless of feelings of disdain, sympathy, or attempts at rescue, when such a complex person truly died before him in such an undignified manner, Zhang Yu still felt an inexplicable sadness.
"Hey, you’re Zhang Yu?" Qi Runzhou recognized him as the high-ranking official from the Government Army with whom they had previously intended to collaborate. It was surprising to meet here after so many failed attempts at cooperation. However, it was incredibly awkward; his wife had killed this man. But looking at the scene, it seemed they had fought each other—perhaps it was an accidental death of an enemy?
All these speculations faded when he saw Zhang Yu straighten Xu Qiubai's clothes and tidy up his appearance. A sinking feeling settled in; it appeared they were acquainted.
"Qiu Bai, I'll take you back," Zhang Yu said as he looked into Xu Qiubai's wide-open eyes and gently closed them.
It was Xu Qiubai—the brilliant strategist from Base S and Zhang Yu's most loyal comrade. How could fate be so cruel as to have him killed?
No, if he were dead, shouldn't he have turned into a Zombie? Zhang Yu wouldn't forget something like that! Just thinking about it made Qi Runzhou mischievous; he unleashed an Ability and struck Xu Qiubai's body, breaking one of its legs.
Zhang Yu was just about to carry Xu Qiubai when the corpse suddenly flew away. Anger surged within him. "What are you doing? The man is dead; can't you let him rest? What grievances do you have against him?!"
"No, I thought he might turn into a Zombie and harm you," Qi Runzhou stammered at first but then realized something was off. Why hadn't he turned into a Zombie upon death? There was definitely something wrong here.
Zhang Yu also recognized this issue. Fang Nan was dead, and the experimental subject's blood had disappeared; now only Xu Qiubai remained. If they could unravel this mystery, it would be a boon for humanity.
"Since I killed this person, I’ll take him with me. Name your price," Qi Runzhou said as he focused on Xu Qiubai's body with determination in his eyes. So much time had passed without any mutation; if they could uncover the secret behind this, they would gain an absolute advantage—this was their chance for the Huaxia Army to make a name for itself.
"What's the price? This is my brother. You killed him, and I haven't taken my revenge yet. You better leave, or don't blame me for being rude." Zhang Yu exploded with rage.
Qi Runzhou looked at Zhang Yu, secretly assessing his strength, trying to figure out what to do next.
Zhang Yu felt tense inside but put on a facade of calmness. The atmosphere between the two became inexplicably tense.
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