If these chunks of meat take an hour to burn into ashes, wouldn't the zombies come five or six times?
Who can guarantee that everyone will survive each encounter safely?
If there's a limit, like three attempts before the zombies start massacring, wouldn't that be the end?
"Mr. Lin?"
Zhao Qing hadn't finished speaking before Su Manni shoved her aside. "Big Cousin, what did you find?"
"Don't speak!"
Lin Baici started thinking—was there a faster way to deal with these chunks of meat?
The word 'laboratory' instantly popped into Lin Baici's mind.
There must be plenty of chemical reagents in there.
Surely something useful!
Lin Baici immediately grabbed the corpse bag and ran toward it.
Tang Keke, Zhao Qing, and the others hurried to follow.
"What's Big Cousin up to?"
Pony asked curiously, turning to Zheng Yu Huang.
"You really think highly of my intelligence, huh?"
Zheng Yu Huang rolled his eyes.
"Follow him, just follow!"
