Chapter 80 The Scientist’s Narrow Escape

Research into the serum was, at present, the most promising solution Chen Yi and his group had discovered to combat the zombies. Chu Yunxi’s meticulous nature made Chen Yi decide to entrust her with the task of selection.

According to the information provided by the member of the X Organization, besides existing medications, the serum required 800cc of fresh blood from someone with O-negative type as a catalyst.

“Eight hundred cc?” Hu Sanhan and the others gasped. The amount wasn’t utterly outrageous, but even for robust men like themselves, it was a daunting demand. Moreover, the requirement was extremely stringent—O-negative blood, in this post-apocalyptic world, where could they possibly find a match?

“Chen Yi,” Chu Yunxi pulled at his sleeve, a hint of helplessness in her eyes, “I don’t think this is feasible.”

“What makes it unfeasible?” Chen Yi didn’t argue; instead, he looked earnestly at Chu Yunxi, wanting to hear her reasoning.

Chu Yunxi became serious. “Let’s not talk about whether the serum research will succeed. Just regarding the O-negative blood—who could possibly have it?”

“Sorry…” At this moment, Lu Kai gave a weak laugh, glancing sideways at the group. “I just want to let you know—I’m O-negative, but drawing 800cc at once would be too much for me.”

Chen Yi was surprised. “You’re really O-negative? Why haven’t you mentioned it before?”

“You never asked!” Lu Kai scratched his nose, chuckling. “It’s like I said, if I ever get injured, I’d be doomed. With my situation, there might not even be one in ten thousand who could donate to me.”

It wasn’t empty talk. Chen Yi understood Lu Kai’s health, so now the issue wasn’t whether other conditions for the serum could be met, but the fact that pursuing this path would harm those close to him. That was unacceptable.

“I agree with your sister-in-law—let’s give up on the serum…”

A desperate, piercing scream shattered their contemplation.

Chen Yi led his men out swiftly, only to find a figure in a white lab coat under attack by a swarm of zombies, while another group, fully armed, looked on indifferently—the two sides clearly weren’t allies.

“Boss, what do we do?” Hu Sanhan glanced at Chen Yi, “Help, or not?”

Chen Yi smiled lightly, “Of course we help. If a researcher comes knocking, leaving him to die is a waste. Come on, let’s go save him!”

With Chen Yi’s command, Hu Sanhan and the others rushed forward. Just then, a bullet landed in front of them.

The armed men’s faces were grim as one barked, “Stay out of this. You’re not involved—get tangled up and you’ll regret it!”

This provoked a surge of competitiveness in Lu Kai, Hu Sanhan, and the others, who looked to Chen Yi for guidance.

Chen Yi nodded. “If someone insists on senseless killing, we need to teach them a lesson. We can’t let these people bring chaos to our home.”

With his approval, Hu Sanhan and the others charged ahead without hesitation.

Seeing things turn, the opposition opened fire. Chen Yi dove forward, dual blades raised to defend against their attack, creating an opening for his brothers.

Lu Kai and Hu Sanhan seized the moment, decapitating the leader. The rest, witnessing the carnage, scattered in terror.

“Don’t let them escape!” Chen Yi ordered. Hu Sanhan and Lu Kai, understanding, quickly used their abilities to corner the group in a dead end.

Desperate, the trapped men began to howl. “Relying on your special powers to defeat us—what’s so impressive about that? We won’t submit!”

Hu Sanhan strode over and struck the speaker hard on the head, snarling, “I specialize in dealing with the defiant! You play rough, I play rougher! Listen—choose: submit, or be destroyed. Make up your mind, don’t waste my time!”

His words made those who’d spoken most fiercely retreat in fear.

They now saw clearly—Hu Sanhan wasn’t joking. He was truly enraged, and murder was in his intent.

In the apocalypse, there was no room for sentimentality; Hu Sanhan had learned that well from Chen Yi. So facing these self-righteous men, he showed no mercy.

Swallowing hard, the men finally realized they’d angered a demon and fell to their knees in silence.

Chen Yi walked forward slowly, his gaze cold.

“I won’t lecture you,” he said. “But seeing this, I must say: you cast aside others’ lives for your own gain. I understand you want to survive—but not in this way. I not only refuse to support your methods, I despise them.”

“But our decision was made out of desperation!” The men’s faces twisted with distress.

“Everyone wants to survive, but if the serum can’t be developed, what use is the director of the Institute? Do you know how many ingredients are needed for the serum? You push all responsibility onto others—is that what you call morality?”

Chen Yi was used to the fickleness of human nature, especially in a world where survival itself was a challenge. Such things mattered little, but these so-called like-minded strong men disgusted him deeply.

Lives were shaped by circumstance, but that didn’t mean facing hardship required such cruel measures.

So, despite their earnest explanations, Chen Yi made the wisest decision.

“Those who don’t respect life will ultimately pay the price.”

He turned to his brothers. “We can’t let these people stay—they’ll only bring slaughter.”

Hearing this, the group struggled desperately.

“You can’t kill us! We deserve to be rewarded—we want to live!”

“To live?” Chen Yi laughed coldly, his eyes icy.

“If you survive, more will die. What’s the point? Listen—I won’t allow it. Absolutely not!”

His words left them speechless. Then, the sound of gunfire rang out, and the selfish lot met their end.