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"If blowing up a Level 2 Zombie means I don't die in vain, then it's worth it! The last bomb I just made is very stable!"
Liu He swallowed hard and walked straight toward the zombie with his backpack in his arms.
The bomb was indeed stable—because it was a semi-finished product. He didn't have time to make a remote control, so he had to detonate it by hand.
"Liu He, don't be foolish!"
Wei Zhenguo quickly shouted.
Liu He was a rare technical talent, and if he survived, he would be highly valued in any settlement, even in the post-apocalyptic world!
Liu He turned to glance at Wei Zhenguo, then looked at the bite mark on his arm before shaking his head with a smile.
He was already infected and could only rely on inhibitors to stay alive.
Plus, he was someone who hated pain and was cowardly. He didn't want to experience the excruciating pain of using an inhibitor again.
So, he chose to escape and, by the way... perhaps this could count as being a hero for once?
"Liu He!"
