He thought of living, standing, and receiving a medal.
He also thought of living, standing, and appearing on the first page of his family's genealogy.
Both of these, for any man, carried a lethal attraction.
This wasn't a material reward, it was a spiritual one.
Suddenly.
Everyone stared at him.
Even the sound of breathing became much softer.
All of a sudden.
Guan Zhengyi suddenly knelt to the ground, with sweat pouring from his forehead and veins bulging in his neck.
"Zhengyi..."
The eagle called out, anxiously looking at his condition, praying in his heart, hoping nothing would go wrong.
Professor Xia stared intently; he believed in the serum's effect and was confident there would be no problems at all. As for the current situation... could it be seen as the serum's cells devouring the virus, causing a bodily reaction?
"The time to turn into a zombie has already passed."
Someone reminded.
Indeed.
If bitten by a zombie, one would transform within ten seconds.