"Although I can’t give you freedom, I can definitely ensure you have plenty to eat and drink, and even arrange for a few beautiful won to serve you."
Wang Hao gave his promise.
"I don’t know, damn it! If I knew, I would have said it already, damn it!"
Yang Tian broke down completely when Wang Hao brought it up, even starting to cry:
"You beasts, it’s bad enough you draw my blood, but then you also unleash zombies and ghouls on , and inject their blood into .
And then you draw my blood again, damn it, are you even human?
Your damn wife, if she weren’t stopped, she would have dissected with a scalpel.
Damn it! Damn it! How would I know why I’m immune to the zombie virus?!!!!"
Good grief!
Wang Hao was shocked.
Although Yang Tian was a pervert, he was a real tough guy, yet now he was being driven to tears.
It showed just how much he had suffered.
"Hmm... you really don’t know?"
Wang Hao looked at him with so suspicion.
"I don’t know, how many tis do I have to say it? Damn it, I don’t know, don’t know!!!"
Yang Tian yelled at him.
He felt like he was about to fall apart.
"Hmm..."
Wang Hao furrowed his brows, looking at Yang Tian’s pathetic state, he didn’t seem to be lying.
It was completely aningless!
He was already like this, what was there to hide?
Thinking from another perspective, if it were him, he would have confessed long ago, just begging for a quick death!
He brought his fingers together, spiritual power exhaled, concentrated at his fingertips, and lightly tapped Yang Tian’s chest.
Traces of spiritual power entered Yang Tian’s body, roaming inside, Wang Hao closed his eyes and focused on investigating.
This was equivalent to a full-body scan of Yang Tian, to see if there was any hidden treasure inside him.
However, the result was disappointing.
There didn’t seem to be any foreign object in Yang Tian’s body.
This immunity to the zombie virus seed to originate from himself.
This was quite bizarre!
Retracting his fingers, Wang Hao pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, tore it open, snapped out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and then lit it with a lighter.
Yang Tian took a deep drag, his painful expression finally easing a bit.
"Brother Tian, I’m afraid you’ll still have to endure tornt for a while longer."
Wang Hao looked at him with so helplessness.
Yang Tian’s eyes widened in an attempt to curse.
But finally, he held back.
Better not curse, Wang Hao on the surface seed like a nice guy.
But in reality, he was a smiling tiger!
If he angered him, it would be him who would suffer.
He was already miserable enough and didn’t want to be any worse off.
"Brother Tian, you really can’t bla for this, immunity to the zombie virus is a matter concerning all of humanity!
So we can only inconvenience you for now, our conditions here are limited, let’s wait a few days. If there’s still no result, I’ll contact the Settlent Camp.
By then, we’ll get you over there for an examination, it’s different from here, there are many superpower users and the security level is high.
They shouldn’t treat you like this."
Wang Hao fumbled around on himself, pulled out a strip of ibuprofen, pressed them all out, and stuffed them into Yang Tian’s mouth:
"There’s a chance you’ll beco an honored guest at the Settlent Camp, and in the future, I might even have to depend on you for care."
"You!"
Yang Tian’s anger that had just subsided flared up again.
This bastard actually wanted to sell him to the Settlent Camp?
Honored guest?
If he went to the Settlent Camp, he would probably be just a lab rat.
By then, it wouldn’t be just one person torturing him; it would be a group, using all sorts of thods.
He probably wouldn’t even be able to die if he wanted to.
"Wang Hao! You can’t do this! We still count as friends, right? You can’t set up like this, right?"
Yang Tian suppressed the rage in his heart, trying to appear as amiable as possible.
"No choice, it’s for all of humanity!"
Wang Hao said apologetically.
Yet his face carried a look of sympathetic lancholy; he stood with hands behind his back, looking up at the light bulb at forty-five degrees:
"The human race is on the brink of survival or extinction, being born human, it is our duty to contribute to humanity."
"What the hell!"
Yang Tian wanted to bite this pretentious prick.
If you want to contribute to humanity, go yourself!
Why do I have to be the one to sacrifice?
Are you crazy!
"Brother Tian!"
Wang Hao pressed down on Yang Tian’s shoulder, looking at him earnestly:
"If the vaccine is successfully developed, do you know what an unprecedented achievent it will be? The entire world will erupt in jubilation!
Humanity will soon launch a counterattack, and by then, all of humanity will rember you, your na will be engraved in human history, you will be immortalized!
Future generations will sing praises of your virtues!"
Good grief, after all this persuasion, Yang Tian was a bit dazed, even slightly blood-boiled.
He actually thought this might not be so bad!
"Alright, Brother Tian, get so good rest, I’ll have them send over so supplents for you later."
Wang Hao patted Yang Tian on the shoulder, gave him an encouraging look, and then turned to leave the vault with Xiaoxue in his arms.
When the vault door closed, Yang Tian finally snapped back to reality, cursing and roaring there.
What the hell does the survival of humanity have to do with him?
He’s just a street punk, a total bad guy, not so kind of good Samaritan without noble principles, this self-sacrifice thing, let soone else do it.
However, Wang Hao could no longer hear him.
In the days that followed, Wang Hao fully embraced a laid-back lifestyle.
Playing cards with Chen Tingting at night, and during the day, strolling around with two little girls, Xiaoxue and another, on either side, having fun.
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