Chapter 391: Do Good Deeds Without Asking for the Future
Jiang Yu murmured:
“Mr. Shen said that their recent research has made a major breakthrough. The live experiment on Bone Wing confirmed their previous hypothesis—the zombie virus can combine with human mutated genes, especially congenital diseases…”
Although Su Tao had already suspected this, hearing it confirmed felt absurd—like fate was playing a cruel joke.
The cruelest thing in the world is to give people hope, only to plunge them into despair.
Maybe it would’ve been better if this sister had never been found.
After a moment’s thought, Su Tao steeled herself and asked:
“Jiang Yu, she might try to take you away by force tonight—what do you want to do?”
According to Ling Yu’s report, the zombie called “Hua Pi” was urging Jiang Tong to kidnap Jiang Yu and take him back as a pet—viewing humans as insects to be kept and toyed with.
Compared to Jiang Tong, Hua Pi might be the greater threat.
Jiang Yu’s dazed mind suddenly snapped to attention, as if doused in cold water:
“No, I can’t go—I promised you.”
Just as Su Tao was about to speak again, she noticed someone standing nearby—Shen Wencheng—who seemed anxious as if waiting for them to finish their conversation.
Once he realized Su Tao had spotted him, Shen Wencheng threw courtesy aside, hurried over, and grabbed Jiang Yu’s arm:
“Xiao Yu, forgive me for being blunt, but what do your questions this afternoon mean? Did you discover a second Bone Wing? You absolutely can’t hide this from me—we’re just one step away, one more sample…”
By the end, he was practically obsessed, his eyes wide with anticipation.
Jiang Yu froze in place, unable to respond.
But the research fanatic, Shen Wencheng, was too consumed with his thoughts to notice.
Before he could press further and rip open Jiang Yu’s emotional wounds, Su Tao pulled him aside.
“Come on, come on—ask me instead. I know more than he does.”
She then turned back to Jiang Yu:
“Go home. No matter what, as long as you don’t want to leave, no one will take you from me.”
After Jiang Yu left, Shen Wencheng seized Su Tao’s hand urgently:
“Boss Su—there is a second Bone Wing mutant zombie, isn’t there? There must be! Otherwise, Jiang Yu wouldn’t have asked those questions. Where is it? When can you capture it? We’ve already cracked the mutation pattern. With one more sample, we can reverse-engineer the virus and unlock the key to developing a vaccine!”
Perched on the rooftop, Shi Zijin watched this scene unfold—his soul practically burning with jealousy.
First a hug, now holding hands—what are they trying to do?!
Su Tao, unfamiliar with scientific matters, asked:
“What do you mean? If you get another Bone Wing for research, you can develop a vaccine?”
That seemed too good to be true.
Shen Wencheng’s eyes gleamed with excitement:
“We’re close! Once we unlock the key sequence, with enough personnel and proper lab equipment, the vaccine is just a matter of time. Boss Su—there really is a second Bone Wing, isn’t there?”
“My research shows these mutations are extremely rare. Once a zombie mutates, they not only retain human intelligence and emotions but also possess the undead’s immortality and powerful abilities evolved from the virus. They’re practically invincible.”
Su Tao felt a chill down her spine:
“Are you saying… they have no weaknesses?”
Shen Wencheng nodded enthusiastically:
“None! That’s exactly why we need another sample. If we can decipher the key, our team can develop a counteragent to neutralize them. Then we won’t have to live in fear of these monsters bringing destruction.”
“Boss Su, you know what happened to Major Shi, right? Although he survived, the cost was unimaginable. None of us—neither you, nor I, nor the entire Federation—want to witness another tragedy like the one at He Kang Base.”
Su Tao’s heart pounded:
“How confident are you?”
Shen Wencheng, normally a cautious man, answered firmly:
“If we have the people and the equipment—whether it’s a counteragent or a vaccine—we have a 99% chance of success.”
He was not the type to make empty promises. If he was this sure, there was real hope.
Up until now, Su Tao had treated the research team like a long-term investment—expensive and slow, but potentially rewarding.
She never expected such a breakthrough so soon.
Taking a deep breath, Su Tao said:
“I’ll tell Manager Ma to prioritize acquiring lab equipment. Manager Zhuang will recruit more researchers and provide them with free housing, meals, and stipends—whatever resources you need, you’ll get.”
“As for the second Bone Wing… I can’t confirm anything yet. Give me some time.”
Jiang Tong’s case couldn’t be rushed.
Shen Wencheng, although disappointed, nodded reluctantly. His earlier enthusiasm faded:
“Sorry… I got ahead of myself.”
Su Tao smiled:
“No—you’re just someone who genuinely cares.”
Everything Shen Wencheng had said was about saving lives and preventing future tragedies—not once did he mention personal gain or glory.
If anyone had a heart for the greater good, it was him.
For a moment, Shen Wencheng’s eyes burned with emotion.
He had devoted himself to fighting the virus—risking his life and working tirelessly—only to have others steal credit for his findings. He had resented it, but deep down, his only true motivation was to make a difference.
Do good deeds without asking for the future.
Yet hearing someone recognize and value his sacrifices made his heart ache.
*
Jiang Tong didn’t come back to Taoyang that night—nor did she try to abduct Jiang Yu.
She vanished without a trace.
Jiang Yu, unable to reach her, was gripped by an unbearable mix of anxiety and pain. It felt like reliving the day his sister first disappeared—but this time, there was also a flicker of relief.
Maybe… she’s gone for good.
Maybe it’s better if I never find her again.
Conflicted emotions tore at his heart, leaving him in silent agony.
Meanwhile, Su Tao was swamped with responsibilities.
Early the next morning, Zhong Gaoyi found her with urgent news: Ling Tianji had regained consciousness after two days of IV therapy and wanted to see her.
Su Tao, intending to hit him up for medical expenses, was surprised by his gratitude.
Gone was the arrogant, overbearing man—he was practically overflowing with thankfulness:
“Boss Su—I heard from Ercheng. If not for you, I’d be dead right now.”
Zhuo Ercheng, always quick-witted, chimed in:
“Yeah, Boss Su went all out to save you—those medical supplies didn’t come cheap. You can’t just sponge off her kindness without paying up, right?”
Ling Tianji, having faced death, was a changed man:
“Absolutely! Name your price, Boss Su—I’ll transfer it personally.”
Su Tao was about to ask for 200 crystal cores.
But Zhuo Ercheng beat her to it:
“500 crystal cores.”
