"have no idea."
Qin Zhao replied, "I have never seen any other zombie kings. In fact, a zombie king is only a king within a certain range. As of now, I have never seen a zombie of a higher level than me, so I am the king because no one can control me."
He paused, frowning as he looked at Han Junche, and said, "To be precise, because I've never seen anyone else like me, I don't know if I'll be controlled. If that day really comes..."
Before he could finish speaking, Han Junche interrupted Qin Zhao calmly, finishing what he hadn't said: "If that day ever comes and I can't save you, I will kill you with my own hands."
"Tsk." Qin Zhao's handsome face was full of helplessness after hearing this: "Can't you just let me say it myself? It would make me seem more noble."
"I don't see any difference," Han Junche said calmly. "The result is the same in the end."
Seeing that Han Junche maintained a cold and aloof demeanor from beginning to end, Qin Zhao looked away with disdain: "This personality is really hard to like."
Han Junche didn't seem to mind: "As long as Chi Xia likes it."
"That's enough! Can't you even consider my feelings?"
"no."
I can't be bothered with you.
Qin Zhao was so disgusted by his retort that he strode into the camp area. After taking a couple of steps, he suddenly stopped and looked at Han Junche with a serious expression, saying, "You have the idea of making vaccines and drugs because you are immune to the virus, right?"
Han Junche nodded: "Yes."
"I think that should be feasible."
Qin Zhao said earnestly, "I only drank your blood once, but I could clearly feel that your blood suppressed the virus and might even have a certain therapeutic effect. Although the body modification is irreversible, if one day we can develop a drug to suppress the virus, I, on behalf of all the zombies who still have reason, thank you."
Even after hearing such heartfelt words, Han Junche remained unmoved, simply saying, "It's too early to say anything."
Qin Zhao, who was originally full of enthusiasm and had already begun preparing to liberate advanced mutated zombies with superpowers from all over the world, was instantly doused with a bucket of cold water by this.
He gritted his teeth and snorted, "How boring! I don't know what Chi Xia sees in you!"
Han Junche thought about it seriously: "Probably the face."
Qin Zhao was speechless after hearing this. Although he did not think he was inferior to Han Junche, he had to admit that Han Junche's face was indeed quite handsome.
He shook his head helplessly, went back to his tent, zipped it up, checked on Little Grey, and after confirming that Little Grey was alright, he hugged it and lay down to sleep.
The next day, Han Junche got up early, packed up the tent, woke up Li Han, and told him about Qin Zhao's situation.
After his initial surprise, Li Han became excited and lowered his voice, saying, "So, with Qin Zhao around, does that mean we won't have to lift a finger to raid for supplies in the future?"
Han Junche was taken aback by his peculiar focus, but upon reflection, he realized that Li Han's words did indeed make sense.
So he nodded: "It should be possible, if he's willing."
"Let's forget about it." Li Han dismissed the feasibility of the idea himself: "The high-level mutated zombies can be handled by Qin Zhao, but the low-level ones still need to be killed."
After saying this, Li Han shook his head again: "Even advanced mutated zombies won't work. You're not some kind of blood bank. Providing blood for Qin Zhao alone is enough. We'll have to wait until later."
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