TSIAGBICATMWI Chapter 206

Chapter 206: A Turning Point?

Everyone fell into deep thought. Su Qingya was a leading expert in virus research, and everyone in Li City knew that she was obsessively researching a virus, neglecting sleep and meals, for over a decade.

Considering her husband who died of illness and now Xie YunChuan, it wasn’t hard to guess what was going on.

So… was there any point in saving him?

Putting aside whether he could be saved now, even if he was, he would be sickly for a year or two. It would be better to just…

Bystanders see clearer, but the person involved is the boss. No one dared to suggest giving up treatment, and no one could figure out how to save him, leading to a stalemate.

“Who says he can’t be saved—!”

Like a thunderclap from a clear sky, before anyone saw him, they heard his voice. The whole laboratory echoed with his words, a sentence that perked up everyone’s nerves, but the owner of the voice didn’t appear.

For a moment, discussions arose:

“Who said that?”

“Don’t know.”

“Where did that voice come from?”

“Sounds like it’s from outside.”

One person immediately refuted him, “No, it’s clearly coming from among us.”

“Did you say it?”

The person pointed at quickly shook his head: “No, of course not me.”

…

The voice seemed to spread from within them, but no one admitted to saying it.

It seemed to come from outside, but the person never appeared.

Until someone noticed Luo Shuyou’s gaze fixed on an entrance. Everyone followed his gaze to the passage connecting all the laboratories to the main hall, and Luo Shuyou was staring at the entrance to the intensive care unit.

All the top research experts, doctors, were here. Could it be that the Su family had another important researcher who had just woken up in the intensive care unit? Daring to say such big words!

Ignorance is fearless, daring to speak nonsense without knowing the situation. Just let this reckless youth bear Luo Shuyou’s anger.

“Not being able to save him before doesn’t mean we can’t save him now.”

From far to near, this time the source of the voice could be clearly heard. Along with the voice emerged–the person’s true face.

“Who is this person?”

“Never seen him before.”

“Do you know him?”

“Don’t know.”

“…”

People close to the Su family asked, “When did your Su family have such a person?” Then suspiciously, “Is he even a person?”

Which important figure would smile so obsequiously?

Using the word “obsequious” to describe an old man with gray hair was a bit immoral, but at this moment, he gave people a feeling that inexplicably made them want to slap him. Fortunately, morals weren’t needed in the apocalypse.

Luo Shuyou didn’t care who he was, nor did he care about his expression, he only cared: “How to save him?”

The old man walked forward and leisurely sat down: “A life for a life?”

“Whose life?” Luo Shuyou’s aura suggested that he would not hesitate to take that person’s life to exchange for Xie YunChuan’s.

The old man smiled, then stared solemnly at Luo Shuyou’s blood-red eyes and slowly said, “Your life!”

Luo Shuyou didn’t seem surprised, calmly accepting and then calmly asking, “Is this the only solution?”

“Looks like you know?” The old man adjusted his position, changing to a relaxed posture. The expression on his face didn’t seem like he needed to ask this question, but rather he was going through the motions as a routine.

“I know.” Luo Shuyou replied, “But there’s another question I don’t know that I need you to answer.”

“Oh, I’m all ears!”

The old man appeared to be in control, not showing the slightest tension in the face of the level nine zombie king, as if everything was under control.

“Do you know what my death means?” Luo Shuyou’s eyes shifted, and his blood-red eyes revealed a hint of compassion.

This hint of compassion was not noticed by anyone except the old man sitting across from him.

No one would think that Luo Shuyou, this level nine zombie, would show such an emotion of pity for the masses.

“It means it lives.” The old man answered.

Everyone naturally assumed that the “it” the old man was talking about was “him”, only the two interlocutors who knew each other’s strength knew that the other party had not misinterpreted his meaning.

Luo Shuyou said, “Even so, you still want me to save him?”

“If I don’t want you to, you won’t save him?” The old man’s sharp eyes reflected a piercing light.

“Save!”

Since that was the case, there was no need to say more. Luo Shuyou stood up and was about to walk towards the intensive care unit where Xie YunChuan was.

The old man paused. So sudden? Young people just couldn’t hold back their temper, too impulsive.

He quickly stopped him, “Hey, hey, what are you doing, what are you doing?”

“Saving people!”

Luo Shuyou paused for a second but continued forward.

“You stop right there,” the old man raged, “Are you saving people or killing people? You know that even if you save him, he won’t survive.”

The surrounding people were shocked by the old man’s casual attitude towards Luo Shuyou, this powerful weapon, and even more surprised by Luo Shuyou’s good temper towards the old man.

But he did seem to always have a good temper, mainly because no one dared to rush up and do these death-seeking things because of his oppressive aura.

Seeing the old man’s familiar unpredictable and capricious nature, someone finally realized who this person was, “Cheng Xie!!!”

One person exclaimed, and several others reacted, “Oh~! That crazy lunatic!”

“Crazy!”

“Research monster!”

“Experiment executioner!”

…

Various names rose and fell, but not a single good word.

At this time, everyone was no longer surprised that the two could sit together and chat “harmoniously”. Two monsters, their channels were incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Cheng Xie, a research genius, a true “ghost,” and truly talented.

Everyone in this circle knew his name, and many had seen him, but in just two or three years, his changes were too great, and people didn’t think of that person at first.