"What's the matter, Xiaogu? Don't you have confidence in your men?" A woman's teasing voice came from his ear, and Lin Zhuo withdrew his thoughts.
The petri dishes he saw a few days ago had such a huge impact on him that he was still a little shocked.
Lin Zhuo was shocked but calmed down immediately.
As one of them, Gu Ting must have been here many times and was familiar with the situation here, so it was impossible for him to show a surprised expression.
Fortunately, Zhu Qin had his back to Lin Zhuo. He was carefully observing the mutated Qi Duanming through the glass and did not notice anything unusual about Lin Zhuo.
Hearing the footsteps, Zhu Qin simply threw an orange potion to Lin Zhuo: "It's a new research, it can control zombies. Boss, let you try the effect when you have time."
"Did you take it from this thing?" Lin Zhuo imitated Gu Ting's speech.
"No." Zhu Qin stroked the glass of the petri dish, as if he was looking at his lover, his tone gentle and lingering: "He did give me some new inspiration. I implanted the zombie gene into his body, and he changed quickly. Look, he looks so pleasing to the eye."
Lin Zhuo looked at Qi Duanming's mutated corpse. His skin was ashen, his hands were twisted, his calves were nearly twice as long, and his back seemed to be broken or something, and a pair of wing-like parts grew out.
There were several long cracks on his face, and his eyeballs seemed to have fallen out, leaving only dark eye sockets. His mouth was open with a long, thin tongue hanging out.
"You are so disgusting!" Lin Zhuo couldn't stand it anymore. He had reason to suspect that Zhu Qin had been doing human experiments, and he was now standing in the center of the evidence.
In addition to Qi Duanming, Lin Zhuo actually wanted to see the other petri dishes, but he didn't have the chance.
After all, Gu Ting would not be interested in Zhu Qin's things. He had to find another opportunity to come again. He doubted whether these people who seemed to be in jars could match those on Qi Jinhua's list.
But why do they need to record their abilities in detail? Lin Zhuo still can't figure it out.
After Lin Zhuo left the research institute, he found Gu Ting's team, then looked for a group of zombies near the base and tried the bottle of orange potion given by Zhu Qin.
He sprinkled the potion on the zombies and tried to command them. There was some reaction at first, but the process only lasted about three seconds, and then the zombies pounced on him more ferociously than usual.
There is something wrong with the medicine Zhu Qin gave him!
Lin Zhuo didn't know whether he had discovered something was wrong with him or whether he wanted to kill Gu Ting.
But now the zombies were right in front of him. Lin Zhuo rolled his eyes and pretended to fight hard.
In fact, he took this opportunity to get rid of four members of Gu Ting's team, and then took the remaining three back to the base in embarrassment.
It was Zhu Qin who greeted them again. When Zhu Qin saw Lin Zhuo dressed as Gu Ting, he couldn't say he was disappointed nor welcome.
He said in a light tone: "Ah, you are really lucky."
This made one of the remaining three people rush up and grab Zhu Qin's collar. Zhu Qin still just smiled and looked crazy.
Lin Zhuo rushed forward and punched him in the face, knocking his glasses off and causing blood to flow from the corners of his mouth. He also seemed to have spat out a few teeth: "Mr. Zhu, what do you mean? Are you plotting against me?"
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What's Wrong With Being A Salted Fish?
General FictionTHIS STORY IS NOT MINE. MTL WITH SLIGHT EDITS, NOT A TRANSLATION. There will be some grammar issues, if you spot them, comment and I will fix it asap. Cannot guarantee it is 100% accurate. Original title: I lost the link to it, but if anyone can fi...