"I have something urgent to deal with, so you two should stay here for the time being."
Zhu Yuanqing and Hang Zixuan had hemp ropes tied around their wrists and were pushed into a room on the second floor.
"Keep an eye on them." Yi An said to the two people at the door, "If they run away, go report to Mole yourself."
"Yes!" The two men shuddered, and after Yi An left, they checked the windows in the room again and stood at the door with it wide open.
The rope was tied very tightly. Zhu Yuanqing struggled but found it was useless, so he simply sat on the bed.
Hang Zixuan was still looking outside the door, trying to see the teacher's figure through the open door, but it was just a wishful thinking.
"Please sit down for a while." Zhu Yuanqing said.
Hang Zixuan sat down and said in a low voice, "The teacher is not here."
"Please be patient." Zhu Yuanqing also lowered his voice. "Mr. Zhao used to be the main person in charge of the project. Yi An was reluctant to touch him."
"Perhaps it's been kept secret."
"That's right." Hang Zixuan curled his eyes. They were already here. As long as they were still alive, it was only a matter of time before they found their teacher. They couldn't give up before the battle.
"By the way, I know some of the researchers downstairs." Hang Zixuan glanced at the two people at the door, bent down, and leaned close to Zhu Yuanqing's ear.
"If we can strike up a conversation with them, maybe we can find out where the teacher is."
The air blew past his ears. Zhu Yuanqing tilted his head and asked a question that had been on his mind for a long time.
"Hang Zixuan, what exactly is the goal of your experiment? Why is Yi An going to such great lengths to find new researchers when he already has a group of researchers including Mr. Zhao?"
Hang Zixuan was silent for a moment, then whispered, "Do you remember the last zombie wave we encountered?"
Of course I remember.
This matter is actually very strange when you think about it carefully. Why did the mental zombie suddenly attack Kong Wenhan's team? After they left, the zombie even chased them relentlessly and controlled other zombies to continue chasing them.
To put it bluntly, there are so many people in the apocalypse. For the rare spiritual zombies, everywhere is a feast. Why should they keep their eyes on their own people?
Their meat is not more delicious than others.
After listening to Zhu Yuanqing's words, Hang Zixuan sighed slightly: "Sure enough, you noticed something was wrong a long time ago."
He raised his eyes and looked at the suitcase on the table: "Look."
"The reason is inside."
Hang Zixuan explained, "In the small base I used to stay at, we were lucky enough to capture a psychic zombie that was breaking through. It was very special. Unlike other zombies of the same type, it didn't control other zombies. Instead, it could make all zombies avoid it."
"My teacher and I came up with an idea. If we could utilize the characteristics of this zombie and apply them to ourselves, our survival rate would be greatly improved."
Hang Zixuan lowered his eyes, a bright light shining through his tilted glasses. "It's an exaggerated idea, isn't it? But none of us thought at the time that in the end, this experiment would actually be successful."
"But..." Zhu Yuanqing thought of what Kong Wenhan said, about the zombie wave that destroyed Hang Zixuan's base, and knew that this was definitely not the end.
"Of course it's not over." Hang Zixuan seemed to know what he was thinking and smiled bitterly.
"On the contrary, this is just the beginning."
"This project is of great significance. The teacher suggested that the experimental content be made public and the results be provided to the two major bases in the north and south."
He shook his head: "But the base commander doesn't allow it."
"Anyway, after a series of events, that particular zombie unexpectedly died. A riot broke out when it died, triggering the zombie wave that destroyed the base."
"Everyone else is dead." Hang Zixuan laughed miserably, his eyes red. "They said we were the last hope, and they risked their lives to get our group of researchers out."
"And then there's not one left..."
Hang Zixuan's voice trembled as he finished speaking: "The teacher took away most of the experimental materials and some important equipment. I have the crystal core left by the zombie in my hand."
"It's in that box." Hang Zixuan looked up, and his crooked glasses fell completely off his nose.
Then it was caught.
Zhu Yuanqing's hands were tied, so he could only lean forward and open his palms to catch the fallen glasses, but Hang Zixuan's emotions were fluctuating too much, so the two of them were very close to each other to avoid being heard by people outside.
So, with just a slight bump of shoulders, the two of them fell uncontrollably onto the bed.
The glasses fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
The two people outside the door heard the sound and turned around quickly. As a result, they saw the two fair-skinned men lying tightly on the bed, one above and one below.
This is too hasty...
The two looked at each other and silently closed the door.
Don’t look at what is indecent. Don’t look at what is indecent.
Zhu Yuanqing lay on top of Hang Zixuan, with one leg stuck between his legs and his entire face buried in his neck, with warm skin beneath his face.
"S-Sorry."
Zhu Yuanqing struggled to get up, but his legs were hanging in the air, his wrists were tied, and his arms were against Hang Zixuan's chest. He couldn't find any support even if he tried.
"Wait, wait a moment, I'll get up right away." Zhu Yuanqing spoke anxiously and did not notice a slight sound near the window.
"No need." Hang Zixuan chuckled. He looked at the ceiling. Zhu Yuanqing was struggling on his body. Suddenly, he raised his bound hands and placed them on his shoulders.
"I think I'm interested in you too."
Zhu Yuanqing was first caught off guard by Hang Zixuan's words, and then frightened by the sudden feeling of being suspended in mid-air.
That’s right, it’s the kind that you can carry on a shoulder and see the ground without lowering your head.
"Jiang Feibai... I haven't seen you for a while, and you've found me a rival in love!" Chen Mu put the man down and hugged him, covering his head. He was so angry that his teeth were itching!
Using the location function of the communicator, he ran across most of the villa area. After finishing his work, he rushed back here without stopping. As a result, he looked over and found that the person he had been thinking about was lying on another bastard! The bastard even said that he was interested in him!
"You bastard!" Chen Mu gritted his teeth. No matter how angry he was, he was reluctant to say a word to Zhu Yuanqing. He directed all his anger at Hang Zixuan. Metal knives and air blades condensed in the air like crazy, all aimed at the person on the bed.
"Chen Mu!" Zhu Yuanqing quickly grabbed his arm, "Calm down!"
"I just fell down accidentally. It has nothing to do with Hang Zixuan!"
Chen Mu turned around in disbelief, staring at Zhu Yuanqing eagerly, his face full of grievance: "Are you mean to me?"
"You were cruel to me because of him..."
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