Human Survivors Alliance.
Zhong Beihai and some doctors in white coats are still working day and night.
Inside the underground research institute, the daily necessities of doctors and researchers were placed everywhere.
Only the petri dishes on the table were neatly arranged.
For several days now, they have been continuously manufacturing pills and sending them to various places through wind-type ability users.
As of today, almost every Chinese person has taken the pills and will no longer have to fear the zombie virus for at least a year.
But true world peace cannot be achieved simply by taking pills.
Even with Captain Zhang keeping those powerful superhumans outside in check, they still coveted the pills.
Through Captain Zhang's bargaining, the pills can be sold to all parts of the world at a price that satisfies both parties.
If this continues, we can see with the naked eye that future development will be rapid and leapfrog.
The crystal cores will gather on this land, and the giant lion opened its eyes and straightened its back.
Zhong Beihai didn't have many thoughts in his mind. As a doctor, he just wanted to save more people from the zombie virus.
Meanwhile, his research did not stop.
He wants to find a way to turn zombies back into humans.
Only in this way can the end of the world be considered truly over.
His already deeply lined face now showed even more wrinkles. Zhong Beihai had no superpowers; he could only rely on his burning passion to sustain his actions.
"Teacher, take a break! This batch will take several more hours to finish. I'll call you when it's time."
A young man helped Zhong Beihai sit down in a chair and poured him a cup of hot tea.
As someone with superpowers, he was barely holding on these past few days; it was hard to imagine how much pressure this old man had endured.
"I'm fine. I'll have to re-screen the newly cultured strains later to see if there's a way to turn the virus into antibodies."
Zhong Beihai took a sip of hot tea, then quickly stood up again to begin a new round of cultivation.
In the main hall of the research institute, a rather thin-looking hibiscus tree stands quietly.
It exudes a rich vitality, and occasionally someone will come and carefully pick its leaves to use as materials to make pills.
A powerful wood-type ability user would immediately infuse the Fusang tree with life force, fearing that something might happen to it.
A small tree, yet it carries the future of the world.
"Hello, Captain Zhang!"
That day, the research institute welcomed someone who didn't come often.
He is the captain of the Human Survivors Alliance, and the one who created the alliance single-handedly and defeated all the superhumans in the world.
His existence is the pillar of strength for everyone; with him, the world can be truly at peace.
Powerful human superhumans are like kings among zombies, setting a benchmark for their respective regions.
Captain Zhang wore a faint smile on his face. He glanced at the vibrant hibiscus tree, and his smile deepened.
This was given by a wealthy family, enough to give everyone the confidence to get through this unforgettable period.
Captain Zhang continued walking towards the innermost laboratory, which was the core area of the alliance.
The ground was littered with debris, and no one was cleaning it up.
Everyone is busy working.
This is really busy; so busy that even during mealtimes, they're thinking about changing the petri dishes.
There's no time to clean!
Captain Zhang spotted Zhong Beihai rubbing his lower back immediately.
He intently observed the samples in the petri dish, screening for useful gene sequences.
"Sir, let's just drop this research! Don't make any futile resistance."
Captain Zhang looked at the experimental data on the table for a long time before finally saying this.
Captain Zhang had never considered giving up on those humans who had turned into zombies.
But in all the futures he saw, there were almost no examples of zombies turning into humans.
Sometimes, he still thought that as long as the experiment continued, there was still a chance.
But in a premonition a few days ago, he was absolutely certain that a zombie is a zombie and can never become human.
Peaceful coexistence among humanity is the best option at present.
The key point is the Bai family and Zhang Yiming.
"We can't give up. So many people have turned into zombies, billions of lives. Even if we only save a few, it will be good."
Upon hearing Captain Zhang's words, Zhong Beihai's fingers trembled slightly, but he shook his head firmly with a determined look in his eyes.
He knew that what Captain Zhang said might be the truth; they were indeed making a pointless waste.
However, it would be very difficult to get him to give up; as a doctor, his duty is to save lives.
“The dead cannot be brought back to life. Zombies are still the dead. Even if they can speak and have memories, they are still dead.” Captain Zhang sighed and continued, “If we want to achieve true peace in the future, we need to focus our resources on human survivors.”
Humans are already at a disadvantage, and if they spend a lot of time and resources researching ways to turn zombies into humans, it will be even more difficult.
With the plan drawing ever closer, we can't afford to waste any more time.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing and won't waste resources. The pills will be produced continuously without stopping for a moment. I'll use the extra time for research, and the wasted crystal cores will be deducted from my salary. Anyway, I don't usually buy anything."
Zhong Beihai still didn't want to give up.
Seeing Zhong Beihai's stubbornness, Captain Zhang didn't try to persuade him anymore, but instead took out a glass bottle from his pocket.
The glass bottle contained half a bottle of inky black blood, and even through the bottle, one could sense the putrid smell.
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