Chapter 88. Theodore Wang Comes to Rescue

Winston’s eyes widened as if he were acquiring new knowledge. Theodore, even though a zombie, was no different from an average human except that his body had turned black. But his cognition remained remarkably regular.

It seemed like what Hubert had said was right. This apocalypse was utterly different from the one-two millennia ago. Developing a vaccine was no easy task. Winston said,

"Give me a piece of your flesh. I need it for research."

Theodore didn’t respond immediately, not showing any surprise, as though he had anticipated this request: "You indeed have an incurable habit, even wanting to dissect your friend’s flesh for research."

"For the survival of humankind, I can only try my best."

"Do you think I’m going to give you some? Remember, I’m a zombie now. We aren’t close enough to casually ask for flesh."

Theodore stated firmly. Winston chuckled: "Well if you’re not giving, you’re not giving. A