Jiang Wu said calmly, "Alright, you can tell me what kind of research you want to do in the future, and I can try my best to provide you with materials."

"However, I must make this clear from the start: I despise fickle people the most. Since you've decided to join us, you're one of us now. If you dare to betray us, I will definitely find a way to kill you."

As he continued, Jiang Wu stared sharply at the bookworm.

"Don't worry, ever since my two younger sisters were eaten by my parents, all material things have lost their meaning to me. Now all I want is to live and use what I've learned to do my part for those who kill zombies."

The bookworm stared at Jiang Wu without the slightest fear.

Jiang Wu nodded and said, "Alright, go help Fatty Sun carry the body."

"Thank you!" The bookworm turned and left the living room.

Jiang Wu put his arm around Bai Feiming's shoulder and asked softly, "What do they do in this major? What kind of research can they do?"

Bai Feiming thought for a moment and slowly said, "It's about things related to precision instruments, such as machinery, sensors, and precision control. He said he's good at mechanical manufacturing. I think it's quite credible for a graduate student from Tsinghua University to say that."

“Brother Wu, it’s the apocalypse, and talented people are hard to find. There are many things that we don’t have the expertise to do. Even if we get them, we won’t know how to use them. Keeping him is still a good idea.”

Jiang Wu nodded and shamelessly said, "Yes, we think alike."

After a brief moment of tenderness, the two, armed with their gear, resumed their operation, each taking charge of clearing a detached villa in a different direction.

Only the main building and the surrounding area remain as zombies.