The Game Character I Raised is the Boss of the End of the World

Chapter 125

Chapter 125

Xia Jinshi simply nodded, his gaze deep as he glanced at her back, then found a seat in the office and sat down.

He pressed the worn-out sofa and the long blanket on it, saying, "Teacher."

Xia Jinshi sighed, "Is the teacher still blaming me?"

How should she respond to this? What is he blaming or not blaming?

She couldn't figure it out, so she controlled her clone to remain silent, her gaze falling on the watch hanging in the laboratory. There were only three minutes left until the bomb exploded.

It seemed that Xia Jinshi didn't need an answer from him either.

"Teacher, one must always look forward." Xia Jinshi looked at Dr. Wei's figure and sighed, "Once a person dies, they cannot come back to life. I know that you hope to develop a cure for the zombie virus so that one day Yan Yan and your wife can return to the human world. But now we clearly have a better way to end this apocalyptic world. Why insist on taking a difficult and time-wasting path? Every second we argue here, there may be one less living person outside. Teacher, since you compromised back then, why do you oppose me now when the dawn is right in front of us? When you called me today and I saw this tree, I already knew what you wanted to say. But once the arrow is released from the bow, there is no turning back. Teacher, give me a little more time, and my path will be clear. If you are willing to give me the time you spent on these experiments, we can complete it faster."

Xia Jinshi did not receive the response he wanted from his respected teacher.

His respected teacher remained silent from beginning to end, with his head slightly lowered, without any reply to their once shared ideals.

Disappointment appeared on Xia Jinshi's face: he didn't even bother to conceal his expression.

He knew that the path he was taking would not receive much support.

This path would only become narrower and quieter as he walked, until eventually, he would be walking alone.

But his teacher had once given him full support, and out of respect for that support, he still hoped they wouldn't have to part ways.

Shen Cheng's heart trembled upon hearing this: what did it mean for his "path to be clear"?

Could it be. . . he did something to Fu Yanzhou and Fu Yanzhou had to compromise?

Oh my god!

He looked at his teacher, who remained silent, and sighed deeply, "Teacher, we can no longer provide the research resources you need. If you don't want to participate, I won't force you. But I will have to find someone to take over your position. Your living conditions won't change, only in terms of research. . ."

Shen Cheng listened angrily: Xia Jinshi, you're saying such infuriating things!

Dr. Wei is alone, it seems like he has lost his wife and children, what's the use of a good life? Isn't he working for his ideals? Who at his age still works for money?

Even if our paths diverge, this is too. . .

"Teacher!" Xia Jinshi saw a brick falling from above, about to hit Dr. Wei's head. Without thinking, he rushed over to block the brick and push Dr. Wei away. However, Dr. Wei firmly pushed his arm out from the table, refusing his help and getting hit by the debris himself.

Seeing the blood on Dr. Wei's forehead, Xia Jinshi's body swayed with the shaking of the building. His voice carried a sigh of sorrow: "Are you really going to part ways with me?" He didn't even want to look at him, let alone accept any help or kindness from him.