Inside the tent where Professor Jiang lived.
Lu Bai lay on one of the simple hospital beds, with Zhou Zongming, still unconscious, right beside him.
"Holy shit, it's a medical miracle."
After checking Lu Bai's vital signs, Doctor Yang couldn't help swearing.
Professor Jiang, sitting nearby and focused on his computer screen, was interrupted and immediately glared at him, his beard bristling. "What do you think you're doing? You're a grown man. Why are you still so reckless?"
It seemed Doctor Yang was used to being scolded like this by Professor Jiang, because he didn't care at all.
"Professor Jiang, Xiao Lu's body is simply incredible. When they first brought him in, he looked bad enough to warrant a critical condition notice. How long has it even been?"
Doctor Yang stared at Lu Bai with shining eyes, as if he were looking at a priceless piece of jade. "It's a shame we don't have the equipment here to thoroughly check all his vitals."
Lu Bai gradually came around. Hearing that, he gave a casual, perfunctory reply. "Isn't that normal? I wasn't injured in the first place, was I?"
As he spoke, he climbed out of bed and went over to look at the computer screen behind Professor Jiang.
He couldn't make heads or tails of it.
That didn't stop him from saying what he wanted to say next.
"Actually, you can go straight into production. Once Company Commander Zhou wakes up, he'll tell you that someone's already tested it firsthand."
A week passed in the blink of an eye.
The chaotic, brutal scenes from that night were still fresh in everyone's minds.
But it had to be said: whether it was society or nature, humans were remarkably adaptable.
As time went by, every part of the settlement once again