(2) Nonsense, I'm not a three-second man (2)

Lam Pham shared what he knew with Professor Ha.

This information was of no use to him, but for any scientific researcher, it was information of utmost importance, capable of influencing many research avenues.

Sure enough.

After Professor Ha heard it, his expression became even more solemn. For him, what Lam Pham described, if he were to research it himself, would likely require experiencing all sorts of trials.

He might even encounter various problems.

For example, he thought that if an Awakened could resist a zombie bite, what would happen if the Awakened's blood was injected into a zombie's body, such as neutralization, etc.

He never would have thought it could trigger zombie mutations.

"Thank you. I understand why you asked me to think carefully. It is indeed so. If someone with ill intentions obtained this, it might trigger nationwide zombie mutations, thereby making it even harder for the already struggling human race to survive." Professor Ha sensed the terror of the Awakened – not the terror of the Awakened themselves, but the enhancing effect the Awakened had on zombies.

As someone dedicated to research, in his limited professional career, he had encountered many, many genius scientists who found it hard to maintain their original intentions. Often, when their research reached a certain point, their train of thought would uncontrollably drift.

For instance, becoming a creator, or pursuing the direction of gods.

Some might even think, survival of the fittest, perhaps this is the emergence of a new overlord, thereby accelerating zombie evolution, wanting to witness the perfect evolution of the newest species, and so on.

These are things ordinary people find very difficult to understand.

But for scientists obsessed with research, this is the direction they pursue.

Lam Pham said, "Mm, I've said all that needs to be said. I won't disturb Professor Ha's research. If you need anything, you can telegraph me. I might not be able to help with other things, but in terms of crystals, I still have some means."

"Alright."

He hung up the satellite phone.

Lam Pham looked at the horde of zombies downstairs. Just now, while he was slaying zombies, the satellite phone suddenly rang. He quickly stopped what he was doing, jumped onto the rooftop of a tall building, and answered the call.

He had communicated with Hung Uong and knew they would arrive today.

He opened the backpack he carried, and put the satellite phone away carefully.

"I was busy with a call just now. Now that I'm done, next up is dealing with you all."

Lam Pham smiled faintly, carried Frostmourne, descended, and began a great battle with the zombies.

He, who cleared the zombies of Hoang City, often did things so repetitively. There was no help for it; who asked the number of zombies to always be so large?

What didn't change were the zombies; the only thing that changed was the environment for slaying zombies.

...

A few days later.

Long Cung Base.

Research Lab.

"Done, finally done!"

Professor Ha's face lit up with joy. After several days of research, he and other experts finally extracted a serum from Van Van's blood that could provide immunity to zombie bites.

Of course, during the research, he discovered that the mysteries in the Awakened Van Van's blood were even more numerous than he had imagined.

He controlled most of the research; there were things he didn't let others know.

Lam Pham had told him.

It was indeed such a situation.

He discovered that in Van Van's blood, there was a type of cell with a very strong phagocytic nature. This was not something an ordinary person could possess.

He had also tried mixing ordinary human blood with Van Van's blood and unexpectedly found that the cells in Van Van's blood devoured ferociously, not caring if they were the same type. It was more like Van Van's blood cells belonged to a completely new existence; anything that came close would be devoured cleanly.

...

"Professor Ha, is this confirmed?"

The other two bases were connected to Long Cung Base via video.

When Professor Ha notified them that the serum had been developed, everyone was extremely excited. For humanity, this was a major breakthrough.

Although being bitten by a zombie and turning into one happened very quickly, having hope and having no hope were two different things.

"Mm, the experiments show this, but it hasn't undergone human trials yet, so it's hard to say what the specific situation is," Professor Ha said truthfully.

Everyone remained silent.

The surprise was indeed a surprise, but there was still one final step: human experimentation.

Animals were useless. Animals bitten by zombies would die immediately, not because animals could be immune, but because the physical condition of animals was different from humans. Upon invasion by the zombie virus, it would instantly kill everything.

For humanity, this was also a good thing.

If animals could also turn into zombies.

Then it would be truly too terrifying.

Especially rats, which could exploit every opportunity; who could withstand that?

At this moment.

The group was all pondering.

How should this step of the experiment be carried out?

Professor Ha said, "I made the serum. I have confidence in it, so let me be the human test subject."

He couldn't just casually call someone over, inject them with the zombie virus, and then inject the serum. He couldn't accept that kind of situation.

This was also the philosophy he had maintained since dedicating himself to science.

When he was still a child.

He was deeply influenced by a great medical researcher, whom people called Grandpa Duong Hoan. At that time, there was a disease where the virus invaded and seized the nervous system, with a rather high mortality rate.

Researching under such arduous conditions was how difficult? If they had even one-tenth of the current scientific research environment, it would probably have been much easier.

But even so, they overcame various difficulties. Experiments on monkeys were successful, but it hadn't been tested on humans. At that time, if they wanted to experiment, it had to be on children.

But whose child wasn't the apple of their eye? Who would be willing to let their child be a human test subject? In the end, he brought a child from his own family and tremblingly fed the medicine.

Finally, the experiment was successful.

Similarly, just one case wasn't enough. More scientific researchers secretly fed the medicine to their own children to ensure more successful cases.

Therefore.

Professor Ha, who was greatly influenced, decided to personally conduct this human experiment.

"No, Professor Ha, absolutely not! You are humanity's hope! If something goes wrong, what should we do? Let me do it!" Hung Uong hurriedly said.

"I'll do it."

"Let me do it. I'm just an ordinary researcher, not very useful. One more of me isn't much, one less of me isn't little. It's nothing."

Everyone scrambled to be the test subject.

At this very moment.

Everyone's thought was to overcome the difficulty, to bring hope for human survival. As for personal sacrifice, it really wasn't worth mentioning.

Professor Ha looked at everyone.

"You are all very young, while I am already old. How much longer can I hold on? I don't know. But as long as I can still stand, I will contribute to the survival of humanity."

Hung Uong made eye contact with Diep Hong.

Diep Hong understood, and together with another soldier, they restrained Professor Ha.

"Professor Ha, forgive us. You are humanity's hope, you cannot take risks. For such experiments, let us do them."

"What do you think you're doing?" Professor Ha struggled, but with his frail physique, how could he break free? He could only watch helplessly.

People from the Desert Base and Milky Way Base watched.

They wished they could be at the scene.

Hung Uong said, "I am the captain, I will do it."

This step had to be taken.

When a tall person steps up in a crisis, only then can they be worthy of being respectfully called captain or Brother Uong.

If one shrinks back when trouble arises.

That is cowardly behavior.

"No!"

Someone refused.

The speaker was clearly Quan Chinh Nghia, the rookie soldier recruited some time ago.

Quan Chinh Nghia walked over and said, "Brother Uong, you are the captain. The battle armor still needs you to pilot it. If something happens to you, then it will be even more difficult for our base to hunt evolved zombies outside in the future. But I am just a rookie, not very useful. The only thing I can do is be a test subject."

"You motherf*cker, get the hell out of my way!" Hung Uong cursed.

If it were in the past, Quan Chinh Nghia would definitely have been scared enough to wet his pants by the shouting, but today, he stood proudly straight, his gaze directly meeting Hung Uong's.

"Captain, I can't get lost. I want to be the test subject! I want a medal! I want to be on the first page of my family genealogy! No one can snatch this merit from me!"

"Whoever tries to snatch it, I'll fight them!"

After speaking.

Without waiting for the group to react.

Quan Chinh Nghia was seen walking into the transparent isolation chamber, locking the door.

He picked up the syringe containing the zombie virus, took a deep breath, his arm trembling, sweat breaking out on his forehead. Everyone fears death, but sometimes, death, in their view, was not terrifying.

Because of the belief and determination in their hearts.

"Brother Uong, can I discuss something with you? If I'm really okay, could you let me wear the Thuong Long battle armor for a bit? I want to feel its charm," Quan Chinh Nghia said with a grin.

Hung Uong looked at him and said solemnly, "Alright."

"Thank you, Captain. Keep your promise."

Swish!

He plunged the needle into his arm, injecting the zombie virus into his body.

Immediately after.

He quickly grabbed the serum and also injected it into his body.

"Oli Gei! May the heavens grant me strength!"

He shouted loudly.

Quan Chinh Nghia retreated backwards, his breathing ragged, fear in his heart, while also feeling the changes in his body. He was afraid of turning into a zombie; he was afraid he wouldn't get to wear the captain's Thuong Long battle armor.

He thought of surviving, of standing to receive his medal.

He also wanted to live, to stand, to appear on the first page of his family genealogy.

These two things, for any man, possessed a fatal attraction.

This was not a material reward; this was a spiritual reward.

Instantly.

Everyone stared intently at him.

Even their breathing became much shallower.

Suddenly.

Quan Chinh Nghia abruptly knelt on the ground, sweat pouring from his forehead, blue veins appearing on his neck.

"Chinh Nghia..."

Hung Uong called out, nervously watching his condition, praying in his heart, "Please, absolutely nothing must happen."

Professor Ha watched intently. He believed in the effectiveness of the serum; there would absolutely be no problems. As for the current situation... could it be considered a bodily reaction caused by the serum cells devouring the virus?

"The time for zombie transformation has passed."

Someone reminded.

Indeed.

Bitten by a zombie, one would turn within ten seconds.

"One minute."

Quan Chinh Nghia was still kneeling on the ground.

"Two minutes."

"Three minutes."

Everyone held their breath.

They didn't even dare to take a deep breath.

At the five-minute mark, Quan Chinh Nghia stood up, head bowed, silent, as if something bad had happened.

Suddenly.

Quan Chinh Nghia raised his head and said with a grin, "Brother Uong, don't forget to let me wear the battle armor. I'm fine!"

Swish!

The people at the scene applauded and cheered.

The two major bases watching the video also showed extreme excitement. Some even climbed onto tables, cheering and shouting.

"This is a great step forward for humanity in fighting zombies!"

"Ah... Excellent! Truly excellent! The dawn of victory is right before our eyes!"

Hearing the cheers.

Professor Ha wiped the sweat from his forehead and heaved a heavy sigh of relief.

This was like riding a roller coaster, full of ups and downs, truly too stimulating, too stressful.

Quan Chinh Nghia laughed heartily.

"The medal, the family genealogy, I must have them both! Dad, Mom, did you see? Your son, who joined the army for a year, has already made a great meritorious service! Hehe..."

"You can also rest now."

Quan Chinh Nghia was clearly laughing, yet he looked as if he were crying.

Just as Hung Uong was about to let him out, Quan Chinh Nghia waved his hand.

"Brother Uong, wait. I can't come out yet. This was just the experiment. In the movies, they say observation is needed. I'll stay in here for a day first. Only after confirming there are no real problems can I come out."

"Professor Ha, should you draw my blood to check the situation? I've seen in many movies, a situation often occurs where it seems like nothing is wrong, but actually, something is. It just needs time to infect. I'm afraid this might happen to me."

Having experienced the terror of life and death, Quan Chinh Nghia was now bolder.

Professor Ha said, "Yes, we must. This is necessary."

Then Quan Chinh Nghia extended his arm through a circular opening. Professor Ha drew blood and quickly went to check the situation in the blood.

These matters could not be treated lightly.

The two major bases didn't hang up the video but waited. They had to know the final result.

Professor Ha observed.

"Miraculous, truly miraculous! It actually devoured everything completely, not a single problem."

Professor Ha was extremely emotional in his heart.

The blood of an Awakened was truly the nemesis of zombies.

He continued to examine.

After a while.

Professor Ha walked to the front of the isolation room. Under everyone's expectant gazes, he nodded with a smile.

"Just as you hoped, he's fine. There isn't a trace of zombie virus in his blood. He can truly resist a zombie bite."

As Professor Ha said these words.

Everyone cheered again.

Hung Uong excitedly slapped the transparent isolation room, "Quan Chinh Nghia, you motherf*cker are a good one! Laozi likes you! If this were peacetime, you would absolutely be a key person I'd cultivate! Just for this courage of yours, I give you praise!" (Translator's Note: "Laozi" is an arrogant way of saying "I").

"Hehe..." Quan Chinh Nghia had never smiled so happily.

He felt his whole body was somewhat elated.

This was the feeling of being praised, wah!

Truly too satisfying.

Professor Ha coughed lightly, "However, there are some side effects."

Suddenly.

Hearing this sentence, everyone tensed up.

Side effects?

Please don't let it be time-limited effectiveness.

Professor Ha looked at Quan Chinh Nghia's crotch. Being looked at like that by the professor, Quan Chinh Nghia shivered all over, feeling a chill without being cold, as if he was about to hear some extremely terrifying news.

Professor Ha said slowly, "It's just that your ability in that aspect might be shortened by half."

The men, upon hearing this, instantly understood.

That aspect, it could only be that aspect, it definitely was that aspect. Truly a terrifying side effect.

Hung Uong breathed a sigh of relief, "Professor Ha, don't scare people next time. I was really scared to death. I thought it was some serious side effect. Shortened by half is just half. Everyone present here, who isn't half an hour to get started? Without that time, one definitely needs to eat more Traditional Eastern Medicine to nourish oneself properly."

Hearing Hung Uong.

The group all nodded, even if they didn't have half an hour, they all acted as if they did, showing no concern at all.

Diep Hong looked at Hung Uong, spat lightly, "Truly an indecent fellow."

The women all blushed, smiling and shaking their heads.

It was just that no one noticed.

Quan Chinh Nghia's face instantly turned extremely pale, his eyes wide and very blank, as if he had fallen into a daze.

Shortened by half?

Quan Chinh Nghia's heart pounded.

He had never lied. When he joined the army, his good buddy introduced him to a "little older sister." He gave his body, preserved for N years, to the other party.

All things considered, excluding the time spent undressing, it seemed to be only about a minute.

Now Professor Ha said shortened by half.

Then it definitely was absolutely shortened by half.

Calculating.

One minute became thirty seconds.

This...

"Chinh Nghia, are you alright?" Hung Uong asked.

Quan Chinh Nghia hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, I'm completely fine."

Hung Uong seemed to understand, "Don't be nervous, don't feel pressured. Three seconds isn't shameful. Anyway, many people have come this way."

"Ah..." Quan Chinh Nghia wanted to cry, "Brother Uong, don't talk nonsense! I'm not three seconds! I clearly had a minute! Even if it's shortened, that's still thirty seconds! Nonsense!"

As he finished speaking.

Quan Chinh Nghia wanted to angrily slap his own mouth.

The surrounding people and everyone from the two major bases on video all showed an expression of sudden realization.

Oh... So that's how it is.

Thirty seconds, huh?

Xiu! (Impressive!)

Niu bi! (Awesome!)