After entering the eleventh district, Zayn noticed a significant difference in the caste of the population compared to the tenth district and below. It was just like a place for the poor and the rich.
That underground city base applied a credit system for all transactions and determining one's wealth. So, only people with a lot of credit could afford a place to live in the eleventh district and above.
To get credit, each individual needed to perform various tasks that must be completed. It could be working on a farm, in a factory, or even for the government or the military.
After knowing that fact, Zayn no longer thought about the people living in the tenth district and below. They lived difficult life because of their choices and needed to strive for prosperity. It was a fair price.
Zayn could only pay more attention to the pouting Angie in that short tour. She gave him some advice via a hand gesture, and Zayn nodded in understanding.
Angie expressed her complaints and displeasure because Zayn let that ugly human touch their cheese. No one was allowed to touch their belongings. She also didn't want anyone to touch her human.
"I see... Okay, I understand. I'm sorry. It was my fault. I would have been more vigilant." Zayn didn't fully comprehend what Angie wanted to say, but he just fulfilled Angie's request.
Angie didn't like it when someone else touched her belongings, but she also didn't want Zayn to be checked like what had happened earlier. That was what Zayn could understand from Angie's hand gestures.
"I'm surprised you can understand this girl's with just those random hand signals." Captain Steven scratched his head.
"Haha, thanks. Anyway, how's the treatment for a scientist and a doctor in this base?" Zayn laughed lightly and asked curiously.
"They will be treated specially. They are the most valuable experts besides specialist technicians." Captain Steven shrugged nonchalantly.
"Then I'd like to meet someone who understands medical science. Can you take me there?" Zayn glanced at Rico and co before deciding.
"What do you want to do there? Wait, are you perhaps a doctor?" Captain Steven widened his eyes in surprise.
"Yeah, doctors and scientists. I'd like to develop my formula here. Hopefully this base has the right facilities for my experiments." Zayn rubbed the back of his head.
"Wait, for real!?" Captain Steven was once again surprised. He could imagine an instant promotion just because of Zayn, and he would put that to good use.
Yet, a group of soldiers suddenly approached from the next block. They happened to cross paths with Captain Steven's entourage.
"Yo, isn't this the fifteenth zombie extermination squad? I heard that six of your men died in your mission this afternoon, Captain Steven. Your squad is disabled now, haha. Maybe you need to merge with the fourteenth squad?" A bald chubby man laughed in a mocking tone.
"Tch, the fifteenth squad will still be here. We're fighting for everyone at base." Captain Steven clicked his tongue.
"Why did we stop? Had unnecessary arguments and ended up getting nothing. We need to go to the Lab now to see our scientists' new findings." A middle-aged man let out an ill-fated sigh and walked forward.
"Hoho, the weak are still weak. You can't even eradicate a mutated zombie animal even with your entire squad. I'm just saying hello to an old friend, prime minister." The chubby man shook his head and continued on his way. His subordinates followed closely behind.
A glint flashed in Steven's eyes as he noticed the prime minister. He suddenly tapped Zayn's shoulder and spoke loudly. "Hey, Zayn my comrade. You are a talented doctor and scientist. How about you apply directly to the special research team at the Lab? You are lucky enough to meet a higher-ups here."
"!?" The prime minister suddenly stopped his steps and instantly turned around. "Can you justify your words, Captain Steven? You're a doctor and a scientist?"
"Hm, I'm counting me as one. I heard you're going to the Lab. Can we go there too? You can see my medical skills there." Zayn responded confidently.
"Wonderful. Then, please come with us. The fifteenth squad, you will also come with us." The prime minister nodded in agreement and invited people to come with him.
"My name is Hendrix Reid, what is your name, young doctor?" Hendrix introduced himself for greetings.
"My name is Zayn, and she is my assistant Angie." Zayn shook the prime minister's hand.
"You have such a gorgeous assistant. You need to take better care of her." Hendrix glanced at the angelic-looking girl behind Zayn.
"She received the best treatment from me. We fight together. Don't try to do anything evil to us, or I may need to kill you." Zayn laughed lightly as if it was a joke.
"Haha, that's a great confidence line. You are a bright doctor and scientist." Hendrix laughed lightly as well. He then talked about a few things to Zayn to measure and assess Zayn's persona.
While Zayn is just trying to dig up more information directly from the higher-ups. However, their conversation soon sounded like small talk and lighthearted jokes between old friends.
"Hey, did you just pick up a little gem from the street? He was a nobody five minutes ago, but he's now a friend of the prime minister?" The chubby man asked in a whisp[er-like voice and a frown.
"Who knows? Maybe they are old friends?" Steven shrugged.
"Tch, there's luck behind your bad luck, damn Steven. You're weak, but you're a lucky boy." The chubby man clicked his tongue.
"You are durable because you carry natural body armor everywhere, Jacob. You are also not that strong. After being bitten by zombies, you will also become one of them." Steven rolled his eyes. He had no good relationship with his old friend, but they often crossed paths, which was unavoidable.
"What did you say? This is my stomach muscle. The strongest human will also fall if infected by the zombie virus, moron." Jacob pursed his lips and patted his belly.
"..." Zayn noticed Bandy and co's presence when his entourage was about to leave the base.
Rico and the others pretended not to be aware of Bandy's presence and the survivors. The latter left them because they didn't care but instead for Bandy's group. Some people were surprised to see Rico's group coming from inside instead.
Everyone needs to do a thorough health check and wait in quarantine for two days, but not Rico's group?
"Wait, I know them. Why don't they go through quarantine like us?" Bandy exclaimed while pointing to Rico's group.
"Shut your fckin mouth, newcomer. Please follow the procedure and enter the quarantine house. If you are fine within two days, then you will get your ID card to stay at base as a resident." A soldier pushed the noisy guy to keep going.
Bandy raised a few other complaints, but another soldier soon gave a stern warning.
"Phew..." Rico breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was able to move his legs to walk. Otherwise, he will be in a difficult situation.
The prime minister took Zayn to a Lab building two hundred meters from the base. Even though it was outside, many troops were guarding the surroundings.
"This area is heavily guarded, hmm?" Zayn muttered under his breath.
"That is clear. The area within a one kilometer radius of the base is heavily guarded. Apart from the main building, the Lab and the power plant are the most important." Hendrix showed his card to the man guarding the entrance to the Lab.
"Power plant..." Zayn could only imagine a plant like the glowing flower monster but with superpowers.
They soon went to the central laboratory room to see the latest findings that had just been discovered.
"Graa!"
A brown zombie went berserk in a test room, and that sight surprised Zayn and the others behind him.
"Prime Minister Hendrix, we have found an invention to render a berserk zombie unconscious. We created a state-of-the-art dope formula for even the undead!" An old scientist exclaimed excitedly.
"Hmm, show me." Hendrix replied with a subtle nod.
The old scientist then gestured to his assistant. A button was pressed, and a soldier behind bars fired a shot.
*Bang*
The stun bullet stabbed into the zombie's body, and the zombie immediately lay limp on the floor.
"Marvelous! You are a genius scientist. Do you want to collaborate with me to create an anti-zombie formula? A serum where humans will not become zombies even if they are infected with the zombie virus!" Zayn clasped his hands with a beaming face. He was delighted to see such a great discovery.
"Well, you don't have to praise me. I'm a born genius. Anyway, it sounds like an anti-zombbie serum produced by the Washington Lab. They've already mass-produced it, but the amount of serum is still limited. It's indeed a life-saving serum, but it can only help humans with a zombie virus infection percentage below five percent." The old scientist stroked his chin. He always felt happy when he was praised.
"Such a serum has been found? However, it is so weak... I have a semi-finished formula that can at least push the human's body to fight zombie virus infection by more than fifteen percent. I've tested it on real humans, and they're still human! I at least want to push this into a finished product and hit the twenty five percent mark!" Zayn showed his anti-zombification serum to everyone.
Everyone's attention soon turned to him and a vial of clear liquid in his hand.