"Officer Huang, are you okay?"
The situation in front of Lin Fan was making him anxious.
Officer Huang had been just fine, but now he was suddenly prostrated on the ground, trembling all over. Could it be an internal injury from Ma Yilong’s kick?
Impossible, utterly impossible.
Officer Huang growled lowly.
Concealed underneath his clothing, his body seemed to be swelling, and popping sounds could be heard, as if firecrackers were exploding inside him.
Lin Fan was at a loss for what to do in this situation.
If he were a doctor, he might be taking Officer Huang’s pulse, but he wasn’t, and all he could do was watch helplessly.
"Couldn’t there be something wrong with Ma Yilong’s flesh?"
The thought seemed increasingly possible.
The fine Officer Huang had only started to exhibit this condition after tearing at Ma Yilong. Thinking of all the possibilities, the more he thought, the more likely it seemed.
Looking at the ordinary corpse, oozing blood.
What secrets were hidden within?
Now, he could only stare blankly as he watched Officer Huang’s condition. That deep growling reminding him of a woman in labor, the pain causing veins to bulge and a face contorted in agony.
"Officer Huang, hang in there. This is the beginning of your evolution, the real evolution."
Lin Fan could feel an indescribable force boiling within Officer Huang.
The shaking Officer Huang returned to calm, the bulging veins slowly subsided, hidden under the skin again. Watching Officer Huang slowly rise, he observed stealthily.
He noticed nothing different about Officer Huang.
He spotted subtle changes, like a faint glimmer of humanity sparkling in Officer Huang’s ashen eyes. The difference between eyes with spirit and those without could be seen with the naked eye.
"Officer Huang, can you understand what I’m saying, do you have your own consciousness?"
Lin Fan asked expectantly. He knew Officer Huang was a zombie, but there wasn’t any rule saying zombies couldn’t possess their own consciousness, right? The flesh was just a vessel, with the essence being the spirit and consciousness.
That was what really mattered.
Officer Huang growled towards Lin Fan.
"Officer Huang, can you stop growling and just say something instead?" Lin Fan didn’t quite grasp what the ’hehe’ meant.
But if Officer Huang could speak...
Then he would truly understand.
For example, if he said, "Good lad, you’re doing great."
Then Lin Fan would know that Officer Huang was praising him, but right now, the ’hehe’ was hard to interpret.
Officer Huang glanced at Lin Fan and then made the ’hehe’ sound towards the police station, prompting Dongdong, who was inside, to appear and walk over to Officer Huang.
Lin Fan didn’t expect Officer Huang to just tear off Ma Yilong’s arm and present it to Dongdong, this act revealing a certain implication.
It meant that Officer Huang had derived some benefit from Ma Yilong’s flesh and wanted Dongdong to try it as well.
Dongdong stared at the bloody arm.
And began tearing at it.
"Will it be the same as Officer Huang?"
Lin Fan waited expectantly.
If it really was the same, it would indicate a problem: The flesh of the Awakeners was useful to zombies.
Just like Officer Huang, Dongdong, who was gnawing on the arm, collapsed on the ground, trembling all over, veins emerging. Since Lin Fan had seen what happened to Officer Huang, he wasn’t panicked, just genuinely curious.
What exactly was happening?
What exactly had changed?
He wished Officer Huang could speak and tell him the truth of what was happening.
"I’m so anxious. If Professor Xia were here, he might be able to detect some problem," Lin Fan muttered to himself.
Dongdong recovered from the shaking, appearing much the same as before. The only change, if any, was that Dongdong’s eyes were flickering with the same hint of human light that Officer Huang’s eyes had just done.
"Officer Huang, Dongdong, what exactly has changed in you? Can you tell me?"
Lin Fan really wanted to know.
There definitely were changes.
To say there weren’t any would be false.
Officer Huang growled at Lin Fan.
Dongdong also growled at Lin Fan.
Seeing the large and the small one growling at him, Lin Fan scratched his head, lost in confusion. He could talk to himself or to Officer Huang, but it was a case of speaking, but not communicating, and whether there was any effective communication was irrelevant.
"Do you have any changes?" Lin Fan kept asking.
This situation was what Lin Fan had expected; he knew the result would be .
In addition to clearing the zombies from Huang City, Lin Fan also had to observe the various zombies’ conditions. He knew it was not working, and he had to tell Eagle, so that Eagle could inform Professor Xia.
Only a true scholar could find a solution.
"Officer Huang, our communication is like playing the lute to a cow, you have your point, I have mine, it’s always . But I know that the Awakener’s flesh must have changed you."
"As for this mangled corpse, I’ll take it away for now, I think I can really study it."
Officer Huang looked at Lin Fan, still ’hehe-ing.’
Lin Fan understood Officer Huang’s situation and nodded silently, then took Ma Yilong’s corpse and left the police station.
Officer Huang bowed his head, looking at his hand. The normal human fingers had suddenly merged with the flesh and turned into spiny protrusions, which then transformed into clawed fingers, and finally back into regular fingers.