"How could you... with such an important research object... who allowed you to act on your own and blow it to pieces!"
From a distance, Fu Weijun saw the motionless zombie corpse on the ground and the scattered body parts. Sitting in his wheelchair, he pounded his chest and stamped his feet in utter regret, just hating that he had been a step too late; perhaps he could have saved the research subject.
Zhong Xiaoshan took a deep breath and said resolutely, "I ordered Qingqing to detonate the bomb. An unknown mutated zombie appeared in the camp, endangering all our safety. We had to kill it immediately, without any hesitation!"
She knew that Fu Weijun held a special status in the camp, providing items such as Petrifying Skin and Venom Liquid, making outstanding contributions. But as the temporary manager, she had to be responsible for everyone's safety.
