Besides this fragment, the T2 zombie also had a core inside it, just like that invisible T2 zombie before.
Jiang Siming took it out, and the officer's eyes immediately flashed with greed.
"Sir, would you be willing to sell me this core? Our military district is willing to provide you with a small truckload of food and drinking water," the officer said.
The civilians nearby were all astonished. Could this tiny core really be exchanged for so many good things?
A small truckload of food—that was something they could only dream about now.
Ever since the zombies broke out, although there were survivor bases, the food in the bases had been rapidly depleting. By now, the food everyone carried was basically gone.
They could only wait for the troops' relief supplies every day, but they were basically never full.
If they could get a small truckload of food now, let alone a truckload—even a few packs of Instant Noodles could be exchanged for a night with someone else's wife in the survivor area. If she was less desirable, several nights would not be a problem either.
If this continued for a while longer, perhaps even one pack of Instant Noodles could be exchanged for a wife.
That was the apocalypse—heartless, yet real.
Jiang Siming was naturally unmoved. Instead, he asked with interest, "Do you know what this thing is for?"
The officer's eyes flickered before he smiled. "No. I just think it looks nice and has collectible value."
"Is that so? If you don't tell me, I won't give it to you," Jiang Siming said disdainfully.
The officer knew that Jiang Siming would not be easy to fool, so he walked over and whispered, "You should be an evolutionist. How could you not know what this thing does?"
"Then speak,"