I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1311 - 311: Go Get Officer Huang So I Can Draw a Tube
Even if you blow Officer Huang’s head off, you can’t kill him.
"So strong."
Lin Fan’s voice came through.
Officer Huang, now capable of showing expressions, had a slight change in his facial expression. Upon hearing that familiar voice, he turned around and saw Lin Fan walking over with a full smile on his face.
Officer Huang looked at Lin Fan, lifted the visor covering his face, and placed the crystal he just picked up into his mouth.
Officer Huang, who has long been able to enhance himself, became stronger during the apocalypse.
For the surviving humans, this was a joyful thing, as those who strive to eliminate the apocalypse’s threats or the zombies were getting stronger.
"Officer Huang, you know Professor Xia, right?" Lin Fan asked.
Officer Huang nodded, indicating that he knew.
"Professor Xia needs your help with something concerning the survival of humankind. He hopes you can make a trip to the Sunshine Shelter."
He didn’t mention that Professor Xia wanted to extract fluids from Officer Huang’s body for research.
It’s better for Professor Xia to bring that up personally; otherwise, Lin Fan was worried that Officer Huang might think he was insulting him and would start a fight with him.
"Alright."
His words were rare, concise, and direct.
But they were also very firm and resolute, enough to show that when Officer Huang heard it was a matter concerning human survival, his sense of responsibility erupted completely.
"Shall I carry you?"
Lin Fan thought about the way back, which usually involved carrying someone, but facing Officer Huang, he opted to seek his opinion. If Officer Huang had a different posture, Lin Fan was quite willing to accommodate.
"Carry on the back."
"Okay."
...
Huang City, Professor Xia’s research lab.
"Professor Xia, I’ve brought Officer Huang. State your thoughts directly to him. I can’t say it; after all, with your esteemed status, he will listen to you."
Lin Fan whispered into Professor Xia’s ear.
Professor Xia initially thought that Lin Fan had already informed Officer Huang upon bringing him back.
Unexpectedly, nothing had been said yet.
Yet it wasn’t a major issue. For the sake of science, there’s nothing unspeakable.
Professor Xia approached Officer Huang, who held immense respect for Professor Xia. Even as a zombie, he recognized that Professor Xia was someone who had contributed to the country.
Even now, in the midst of the apocalypse, still striving on the front lines, such dedication truly earned Officer Huang’s respect.
"Hello, Officer Huang. Nowadays, I’m conducting an experiment and need your data. So I want to extract some fluid from your seminal vesicle. Is that alright with you?" Professor Xia asked for Officer Huang’s consent.
Professor Xia admired Officer Huang too. Even as a zombie, with unwavering faith, he managed to stay conscious, unlike other zombies, and continued to protect humans instead of harming them.
What kind of unwavering belief would it take to achieve this?
Upon hearing Professor Xia’s words, Officer Huang didn’t hesitate and started to remove the War Armor he was wearing. With the shedding of the armor, the police uniform underneath was revealed—even though it was tattered and bloodstained, it still looked striking on Officer Huang.
Officer Huang paused, looked towards Lin Fan, and said, "You should leave."
"Why should I leave?"
"Shall I go then?"
"Alright, I’ll leave."
Lin Fan was quite helpless. Was Officer Huang shy about having his body seen by him? As for Lin Fan, he had no interest in anyone else’s body, no matter who it belonged to.
For Officer Huang, Lin Fan knew too much.
He would never forget how Lin Fan had taken him to the river, stripped him nude, tossed him in, and then pulled him back out—there were countless such things deeply etched in his mind.
Therefore, he could not allow Lin Fan to witness the fluid extraction.
As a policeman, he must maintain his dignity.
With Lin Fan out of the room.
Professor Xia had Officer Huang lie flat, and he chuckled, "Young Xiaofan is really good; he often mentions you, Officer Huang."
Officer Huang responded, "I know he’s a good man, a savior in these end times."
Professor Xia acknowledged, "Yes, indeed, a savior. Without him, I can’t imagine how many more would survive."
"Very few, very few," Officer Huang answered.
When alone with Professor Xia, Officer Huang spoke more.
Professor Xia nodded and began taking the samples seriously.
A moment later.
When Lin Fan came back in, Officer Huang had already donned his War Armor, waiting quietly for Lin Fan. Why did Officer Huang not want to speak more around Lin Fan?
The reason was simple.
He realized that Lin Fan was a chatterbox. Engaging with him would lead to an endless stream of words in his ear, so to prevent that, he maintained his silence.
Letting Lin Fan understand that Officer Huang spoke little.
"Take me back."
"Aren’t you going to see Dongdong?"
"No."
"Alright then."
Lin Fan carried Officer Huang away from the shelter. Shortly after Officer Huang left, Dongdong hurried to the lab’s entrance.
Professor Xia, conducting experiments, heard the noise and, seeing it was Dongdong, said, "Oh, Dongdong, Officer Huang just left."
Dongdong bowed his head and left, visibly disappointed.
He had hoped to see Officer Huang.
...
Lin Fan returned Officer Huang to his previous spot.
Upon returning, he rushed to Professor Xia’s place.
"How is it?"
Lin Fan was eager to know the analysis of Officer Huang’s fluids.
Professor Xia sighed, "Wang Zixuan may be the only one of his kind in the apocalypse; Officer Huang’s fluids show no vitality, and even contain a virus."
"Then why is Wang Zixuan like this?" Lin Fan asked.
"I don’t know. It might be related to his constitution. The human body holds many mysteries—despite centuries of research, no one can claim to know it thoroughly. Perhaps when he turned into a zombie, his fluids retained vitality."
"Okay then."
Lin Fan didn’t care to delve into such profound matters.
Professor Xia stated, "What I really want to know now is the status of the fetus inside—whether it’s human, a zombie, or a blend of both."
Lin Fan queried, "Professor Xia, you said Wang Zixuan’s fluids contain no virus, so the baby must be human."
"No, lack of a virus doesn’t ensure the fetus won’t be a zombie. After all, Wang Zixuan is a zombie, his DNA has changed, so he could still pass those traits to the next generation."
Professor Xia explained.
Lin Fan pondered, with this trend, the baby should be born soon.
Just then.
The satellite phone rang.
He answered the call.
Wang Zixuan’s excited yet anxious voice came through.
"Brother Lin, she’s in labor."
"So soon?"
Lin Fan, holding the phone, was dumbfounded. He expected it would be quick, but this was too fast.
Last night’s fusion—
The result was evident today.
But now wasn’t the time to marvel.
"I’m on my way."
He hung up.
"Professor Xia, Wang Zixuan’s wife is giving birth."
"Ah..."
Hearing this stunned Professor Xia as well. His understanding was completely shattered; bizarre things were increasingly frequent, which wasn’t good for Professor Xia.
It indicated that his knowledge might be too limited after all.
