A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 98 – Had he found someone with the same condition as him? (3)

“Yes, I passed by Shui University today and happened to be short of something.
I know there's a laboratory here, so I came in to take a look.”

He said he was going in, and he had gone in.
He had treated that locked door as nothing.
He was awesome as Lu Xingchi.

The man dug out a bunch of boxes and regents and stuffed them in his two large bags.

Du Ruo tried his best, but he still couldn't sit up.
He forced himself to smile.
“What did you inject me with? I can't move at all.” He felt like a guinea pig that Frankenstein had experimented on.

The man turned to look at him.
In a relaxed tone, he said, “You almost mutated earlier.
If you change into a zombie, your blood sample would be useless to me, so I injected you with a virus inhibitor.”

“Virus what?” Du Ruo's tone changed.

“Virus inhibitor.” The man was a bit impatient.
“Feeling weak is a side effect.
You'll be fine after a while.”

He said these words as if he didn't care at all, as if the virus inhibitor was the simplest and most common cold medicine.

The virus inhibitor they had been talking about and looking for all this time?

Du Ruo exerted himself to take out his phone from his pocket.
He opened the camera and looked at himself.
The redness that had densely covered the whites of his eyes were gone.
His eyes had returned to normal.

Du Ruo was thrilled.

“Don't be too happy.
It's only temporary,” the man said while zipping his bags up.
He picked up his bags, looking like he was going to leave.

In any case, it was better to delay turning into a zombie.

Du Ruo consulted, “How long will it last?”

“It varies from person to person.
For some people, it's a few days.
For others, it's a few months.
There's even people that don't turn into zombies for a few years after the injection.
It's hard to say,” the man answered.

Du Ruo wanted to stand up and follow him to ask a few more questions, but his legs were too weak.
He still couldn't move much.

“Will I still infect others?”

“No.
Before the inhibitor loses effectiveness, your body fluids are completely non-infectious.
If you want to kiss someone, take this time to do so.” The man walked to the door with his bags.

“There's no one I want to kiss,” Du Ruo explained.
“So I can freely eat hot pot with everyone?”

The man paused and faintly smiled.
“Is eating hot pot that important? Yeah, you can eat whatever.”

Even if the inhibitor can only delay his mutation for a while, he could still enjoy competing to grab the meat slices in the hot pot with Bei Nuan and the others.

Du Ruo let out a huge sigh of relief.
A life where he couldn't eat hot pot with friends was imperfect.

Du Ruo looked up again to study the tall, thin man.

This man had said he could become invisible to zombies by injecting a drug in himself, and he also had virus inhibitors.
What was this guy's origins? He was a huge mystery.

Du Ruo made the most of the last minute by asking him,”So who are you?”

The man smiled and didn't answer.
He opened the door.

Du Ruo quickly called out to stop him.
“Boss, no matter who you are, can you give me a few more copies of your inhibitor?”

The man answered in a relaxed tone, “I don't have any more.
I injected you with the last one.
I don't know when I'll have the conditions to make the next batch.
I'll give you some the next time I make a batch.”

Du Ruo asked, “But when will you be able to make it?”

The man didn't answer.
He closed the door, and his footsteps gradually faded in the outside hallway.
He really left this time.

After a long time, Du Ruo was finally able to gradually move.
Although his legs were still sore and weak, Du Ruo was able to sit up by supporting himself on the chair.
Using the swivel chair for support, he slowly moved to the door.

He soon realized there was another problem.

If the inhibitor suppressed the virus, and his body returned to normal, would the zombies still leave him alone?

This place was at least a few hundreds of meters from the cafeteria, and the path back would have plenty of zombies.

Du Ruo was a bit regretful.
Why did he foolishly walk so far for no good reason?

He quietly opened the door and poked his head out to check out the hallway.
There were several zombies at the end of the hallway.
They were sensitive enough to hear the sound of the door opening and turned to look at the door.