"Yes, catastrophic mutations," Zoe nodded. "The research on biological weapons is also part of the research on living organisms, but zombies are not part of the research. In the plan, as long as the research on living organisms is successful, the biological weapons will also be partially successful."
Suwan remembered what Charlotte said about those people having enhanced strength and agility after being injected with drugs, which was equivalent to having the skills of special forces without any training. And according to Charlotte, perhaps even the Belster students who are currently at the top of humanity are not their opponents. These transformed people are already so powerful that they can be called biological weapons.
Suwan nodded thoughtfully: "What about zombies? What's going on?"
"Mutation, this experiment is very unstable. The zombie phenomenon is the mutation caused by the volatilization of the drug," Zoe sighed. "We call this mutation of the drug 'black curtain', which means dark clouds that can cover even the blue sky. This is a bit ironic, because the original name of the drug was 'blue sea', which is intended to bring hope to people. The blue sea can enhance people's physical fitness and adaptability, and the black curtain will control people's brain centers. However, for living people, the effect of the black curtain is very weak, basically non-existent, because living people have their own consciousness, but the dead will be controlled by the black curtain and have the instinct to attack and devour living bodies."
"Now that Belster College has been bombed, that's the end of it, right?" Suwan asked anxiously.
Zoe looked at Suwan in silence.
Suwan's eyes widened in shock, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Not...over?"
They don't want to go through that nightmare again.
Even the academy has been abandoned, why isn't it over yet?
"It won't end," Zoe cruelly told Suwan the truth, "At least not for now."
Suwan didn't want to pursue what Zoe meant by "it won't end". She asked in panic, "The student who was carried away by people in protective clothing was also shot for this reason, because of zombies?" She had already guessed it, but still wanted to find out the truth.
"Oh, that student," Zoe knew who Suwan was talking about. She nodded and said, "Yes, he was bitten by a zombie, but he cut off the flesh on the wound himself, deceived Mr. Toker, and escaped the inspection. Although he lived a few more hours because the rotten flesh on the wound was cut off in time, he still died. The zombies are controlled by the dark curtain. When biting others, they have already transmitted the dark curtain's virus to the living. The living people infected in this way, as I told you, will accelerate their death and then become zombies."
"Then what."
"Then?" Zoe didn't quite understand what Suwan meant.
"He attacked someone." Suwan looked at her.
Of course, Zoe nodded.
"What about the person he hurt? How is he doing?" Suwan asked.
Zoe was silent, and Suwan realized that the person bitten by the student had certainly been executed.
Suwan also lowered his head in silence, not knowing what he was thinking. While the two were chatting about this, a man in protective clothing walked in. He sat on a chair without moving. Even though the two were silent, this man remained strangely motionless, and it seemed that he was not going to say or do anything. Zoe glanced at the man who came in, then looked at Suwan, and mouthed to her: "Your friend."
'I know.' Suwan nodded.
So Zoe walked out to give the two of them some time, but even when Zoe walked out, the man in the hazmat suit still sat there motionless.
Suwan had no choice but to call her name: "Angela, come closer, you're sitting too far away, I don't have the energy to speak so loudly."
Angela, wearing protective clothing, quietly pulled a chair next to the bed, then sat down and stared at Suwan blankly. The voice coming out of the mask was very dull, and she said, "I'm sorry."
"What?" Suwan tilted his ear and pretended not to hear.
Angela took off her mask, lowered her head and dared not look at Suwan, and whispered, "I'm sorry."
"What are you sorry for?" Suwan smiled at Angela, "I see you seem very sad. Why are you not happy that I didn't die?"
Suwan is being a rogue again, that's just how she is.
This conservative, humble, and rogue Chinese.
Angela certainly didn't think so. She also knew that Suwan was just joking, but she didn't know how to face Suwan after doing something like that. She lowered her head and admitted her fault, saying in a muffled voice, "I'm not a competent friend."
Suwan nodded in agreement, so Angela continued to reflect: "I shouldn't have let the soldiers take you away."
"Yeah," Suwan still nodded, and Angela continued, "I should protect you and not let them take you away."
"kindness."
"I should have resisted them. If you were taken away, you might be executed. I should have known that."
"kindness."
"I'm so sorry for giving up on you back then," Angela's head dropped lower and lower.
"Yeah," Suwan looked at Angela and still nodded, but his face gradually became solemn. Suwan said, "Angela, your first sentence is wrong."
Angela looked at Suwan blankly.
"You are a good friend, I cannot deny that," Suwan said. Angela was about to retort, but was stopped by Suwan. Suwan continued, "You did not let the soldiers take me away, which was against orders. We are soldiers, and we cannot disobey orders even if guns are pointed at our heads. Of course, the premise is that the order is correct, but the soldiers want to take me away, you cannot resist."
"What if you were going to be executed?" Angela asked sadly.
"Even if I'm going to be executed," Suwan said with a heavier voice, "It's so ugly to become something that's neither human nor ghost. I don't want to, and I'll hurt others if I die. I don't know what it's like to become that thing. Zoe said that thing is a zombie. I don't know if the brain is still conscious when it becomes a zombie. If it is conscious, those dead students in the academy will definitely not be willing to attack us, but they still did it. This is terrible. If the consciousness is clear, but the body is out of control, you can only watch yourself hurt others," Suwan's voice was a little choked. She thought of these things when she was lying on this bed and surrounded by medical staff in protective clothing. She was almost crazy with torture. Suwan took a deep breath to calm down and said, "So you were right to do that. If I become a zombie, I would rather be shot in the head first. I don't want to be that thing. No one wants to be that thing. If I were the one making the choice, I would shoot you in the head without hesitation, and you would do the same."
Angela wanted to retort, she wanted to say I won't, we are friends, how can I shoot you in the head? But she thought again, when the soldier suspected that Suwan might become a zombie, she did give up on Suwan. Just thinking that Suwan would lose consciousness like those zombies and bite the living people, Angela felt cold all over. Suwan like that would no longer be Suwan, and would attack others. For the safety of herself and everyone else, Angela had no reason not to shoot.
Angela could only compromise dejectedly: "Yes, I will."
"Besides, even if you resisted the soldiers and didn't let them take me away, you would face only two situations: being executed for disobeying orders, or I would become a zombie and bite you. In that case, please remember to shoot me before you commit suicide. I don't want to wander around in pain like a wandering soul and hurt others. I don't have any faith, but I don't want to commit crimes after I die. Do you understand?"
Angela couldn't speak, but her eyes were red.
This damn, shameless Chinese, Angela stared at Suwan and thought, why does she have so many twisted ideas, but why can't she refute a single word of them?
Suwan saw that Angela was about to cry, and then he smiled in relief: "So if that happens, remember not to be soft-hearted, and you must kill me immediately."
"You too," Angela looked Suwan in the eye and said word by word, "You too can kill me with one shot."
Suwan stretched out his fist and lightly bumped it with Angela's fist.
They all know that what they say now may come true one day. This is not a joke, but entrusting their lives to their friends.
They all heard Zoe say 'it won't end'.
The nightmare will always end.
But sometimes people fall into a nightmare, an absurd nightmare, from birth to death.
Not being able to rest in peace even after death is the real nightmare.
Since Suwan only had a high fever caused by the injury, there was no need for her to stay in the isolation ward. Suwan herself didn't want to stay in this isolation ward filled with all kinds of instruments, as it was too oppressive.
She won't live long, yes...
Cough cough.
Suwan insisted on going back to the original ward. Angela felt guilty, so of course she did whatever Suwan said. However, Suwan's leg was in a cast and it was inconvenient for him to walk all the time, so Angela decided to carry Suwan back...
Suwan was brought in by soldiers, of course she was unconscious at that time.
To be honest, Suwan felt embarrassed to be carried back like this when he was sober.
But there was no other way. Suwan felt deeply ashamed. It was very easy for Angela to hold her. The students of Bellest were in good physical condition. It was no problem for Angela to hold Suwan and run a few laps up and down the stairs. But Suwan felt very embarrassed. When Angela held her out of the disinfection room, Suwan simply covered her face to prevent others from recognizing her. When Angela held her out of the isolation room, she heard two deliberate dry coughs behind her.
Angela turned around holding Suwan and saw Zoe pushing a wheelchair with a wonderful expression on her face. Suwan, who was covering his face, saw the wheelchair through his fingers and was immediately happy.
She wants to sit in a wheelchair! She doesn't want to be held!