Chapter 107：I Cry by Flo Rida

The dim candle light illuminated his resolute expression, they couldn't do anything to persuade him and had to leave.

Lei Chuan stood upright, staring at the man's dark head and sneering, "You know your own body? What nonsense!"

"Dr. Bai, you haven't slept for two days, you should go back and lie down. You can arrange for a wakeup call and wait for the power to come back." The Guard Captain had already left, thought, then turned back to whisper this comfort.

"This world can't afford to wait, the surviving humans can't afford to wait." Zhou Yun Sheng wrote a series of formulas on the paper and replied without lifting his head.

The Guard Captain was helpless, he could only stand aside and stare at him, after three hours, he staggered away.

Lei Chuan folded his arms and looked at the man writing and drawing on the paper. He was a ghost, he didn't need to sleep, the man seemed to not need sleep either, and this counting lasted three days and three nights. When the lights turned on, he looked up, stretched for a few minutes, and then slowly stood up to turn on the computer. He was lifeless like a robot.

The researchers heard the news and came in, holding their breath and looking at the screens gradually rebooting.

Zhou Yun Sheng opened the calculation program and found that the progress bar was really at zero. That blank bar was so disheartening that everyone's eyes reddened, some started wailing like wounded beasts.

Zhou Yun Sheng did not even frown, he entered his own calculations into the program. The computer immediately operated on the entered formula. After verifying the correctness, the calculations continued.

Everyone was surprised to see the blank progress bar visibly filling up. Then minutes later, it finally stayed on 83%, then the three computers began to calculate at a normal speed, the screen constantly flashing all kinds of molecular formulas.

They clearly remembered that before the power outage, the progress bar was at 80%. In other words, Dr. Bai used his brain alone to calculate 3% of the molecular formula, and it was completely correct. How can a person have such terrifying computing power? Is he still a human?

Everyone suddenly remembered, Dr. Bai was a King level Psychic, his computing power being comparable to a computer wasn't so difficult to accept.

The researchers looked at Dr. Bai Mo with fanatical admiration, their feelings of depression and desperation faded away. Their leader was so strong, he will certainly make his future vision into reality, they just had to closely follow his footsteps.

The Guard Captain recovered from his astonishment and softly said, "Dr. Bai, you've worked hard, leave here to them, you need to quickly go back and rest."

Zhou Yun Sheng nodded and walked towards his lounge, looking the same as usual. He locked the door, took off his white coat and glasses, then leaned over the sink, panting and coughing up blood. The sink and the mirror was dyed red.

Standing beside him, Lei Chuan was shocked, he couldn't help but roar, "What's wrong with you? Do you have brain damage? You need to go to the fucking infirmary! You're going to die!"

This person was so cruel, cruel to others, and more cruel to himself. Did his 'price to pay' include his own life?

Lei Chuan tried to hold him, to drag him, to pull his collar, but he only touched a mass of air. In the end, he could only pull at his own hair as he helplessly watched the man clean up the scattered blood with a normal expression, then he fainted.

"Come, somebody, Bai Mo Han fainted!" He rushed to the outside corridor and shouted, but no one heard him, they just worked and stepped quietly, afraid of disturbing Dr. Bai's rest.

"Your boss is going to die, go and save him! Do you hear that? He's going to die!" He traveled to every corner of the institute, shouting until he was hoarse, hoping that someone might see or hear him.

He was obviously a ghost, he couldn't feel tired or hungry, but when he unsuccessfully returned to Dr. Bai's side and saw the man still on the floor, unable to tell if he was even alive, he suddenly felt extremely exhausted.

He stretched out his hand to feel the man's breath, but he had not sense of touch. He stared at the man's chest unblinkingly with bloodshot eyes, hoping to see ups and downs.

But the man was too weak, it was hard to tell if he was breathing, so Lei Chuan felt his heart squeeze painfully. He felt his strength fading, he backed up to the wall and sat on the ground, burying his head between his knees.

One man and one soul remained in their positions quietly until dawn.

Zhou Yun Sheng coughed twice and woke up with a severe headache, he'd overused his brain. If he was in his peak form, the formula could've been calculated in just one day.

Fucking B-class world! He cursed the world and the world's consciousness for rejecting him in his heart, then he staggered up and used the remaining water inside the bucket to clean up.

He found that his clothes was also stained with blood, he rolled it into a ball and stuffed it under the bed, then changed into a set of clean clothes. He looked in the mirror to make sure he didn't look too ill, then headed toward the laboratory.

"Was there anything unusual while I was away?" He asked the researcher who sat in front of the computer.

The researcher immediately got up and bowed respectfully, then he said in an admiring tone, "There is nothing wrong with the report doctor, the current progress bar has risen to 83.5%."

"Okay, continue to observe." Zhou Yun Sheng patted his shoulder, then walked to the incubator to check the status of experimental body No. 1. He drew 10 milliliters of blood from his carotid artery, then mixed it with the zombie virus and placed it under the microscope.

He immersed himself in his work and forgot everything around him.

Lei Chuan shouted into his ear, "You're a damn man, not God, you need to eat and sleep! You haven't eaten or slept in three days and three nights, remember? You think the floor is a good place to rest? Sooner or later, you're going to get yourself killed!"

But the man couldn't hear anything, he motionlessly sat and stared into the microscope, his back slightly bent, his vertebrae clearly outlined through his clothes. He was so thin a stiff wind could snap him in half.

Lei Chuan would bet that if he took off the man's clothes, his body would have less meat than a zombie. He remembered Bai's last bath a month ago- long gaps between baths was common in the Apocalypse as water was scarce- when he'd removed his clothes Lei Chuan was shocked by his sharp ribs. Now, one month later, he still wasted his life without restraint, so those ribs were probably more frightening.

After being together for so long, he'd gradually understood why the man was willing to pay his life for a good future. There was a photo in his drawer, in a lavender flower field in full bloom, a little girl in a lavender princess dress was smiling a sunshine smile, with blue skies above her head and lush forests behind her.

He would take out the photo every day and look at it with an unprecedentedly bright smile. In those quiet and gentle moments, Lei Chuan also couldn't help but smile with him.

Lei Chuan was tired of pacing, he slowly walked to the man's side, staring at his dark head in a daze.

At this time, a researcher came in to remind Dr. Bai to attend the seminar.

Zhou Yun Sheng exposed an impatient expression, but he still led the Guard Captain toward the conference room. Every month, the higher ups would hold a seminar, they'd either check the progress of the work, or increase or decrease the project budget, if not, maybe another project team wanted to shove them aside. And Zhou Yun Sheng increasingly felt that the higher-ups seemed to have doubts in his research.

Sure enough, this month's budget was reduced by 20 percent from last month, since the experiment was at the critical stage, this was a fatal blow to Zhou Yun Sheng.

"My research is the most important project, you can't cut my spending. In two months, I'll be able to develop a vaccine, this is the most critical moment. You can't drag my hind legs." He closed the budget book and coldly said.

"In another two months, then another two months, Dr. Bai, you say that every time we meet, where are the results?" Another medical scientist with a similar status to Bai Mo Han, Wu Han Yuan, questioned.

He threw a stack of data in front of Zhou Yun Sheng, and proudly smiled, "Dr. Bai take a look at this, this is mankind's real savior, a zombie devourer."

Wu Han Yuan was the true anti-humanity scientist, before the Apocalypse, he secretly carried out human hybrid experiments and created a lot of monsters, and to his delight, after the Apocalypse he was in a heaven filled with all the test subjects he could want, so he acted more unscrupulously.

Zhou Yun Sheng quickly read the information, then his eyes coated in a thick layer of frost.

"The Earth is in a desperate situation because of these raging zombies, but you don't want to destroy the zombies to save the survivors, you want to create more terrible monsters than the zombies. Your behavior is tantamount to using poison to quench thirst, sooner or later you'll kill us all!" He said solemnly.

"Dr. Bai, you're blinded by useless worry. The chips I developed were implanted into the zombie's brain, they will completely obey my command. When I say east they go east, when I say west they go west, they'll never endanger humanity. I've done several successful experiments under the higher-ups' supervision, Dr. Bai is welcome to come and see if he has any concerns."

Zhou Yun Sheng barely pressed down his anger and nodded. Saying anything now would land on deaf ears, the only solution was to let these idiots learn a painful lesson. They would understand how our own sins are always the hardest to bear.

In order to fulfill Bai Mo Han's wish and get this world's energy to repair his soul, he must make the experiment fail.