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Chapter 1167 The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (49)

The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (49)

The person asking the question was Liang Anlin, who hadn't had enough rest yet. He dragged his still somewhat tired body closer, staring at the fragments with a puzzled look in his eyes.

He had just noticed Song Ning rummaging through the zombie rat's corpse and had personally witnessed the fragments falling out of the rat's head, which shocked him.

"Is this rat got a brain tumor? Or is there a nuclear leak underground?"

His two guesses were increasingly frightening, prompting a young man next to him to mutter something under his breath.

"Brother Liang, why don't you say it's the zombie crystal core from those zombie novels? Those are so scary!"

Liang Anlin wasn't exactly an old-timer, so of course he knew about the settings in these pre-apocalyptic novels.

He laughed and scolded, "If that's the case, then shouldn't this thing have appeared at the very beginning of the apocalypse? Don't you see how many years it's been since the apocalypse?"

Otherwise, why didn't he just guess it was a zombie crystal core?

Song Ning listened to their words thoughtfully. In fact, Liang Anlin was right. If there really were zombie crystal cores, even if they didn't appear at the beginning of the apocalypse, they should have appeared long ago after so many years.

Reason told Song Ning that this thing couldn't possibly be a zombie crystal core, but as he looked at the fragments emitting an eerie glow, a thought kept popping into his mind.

What if? What if this thing really is something? Maybe it would be of some use?

"Brother Liang, if it really is a zombie crystal core, do you think we'll suddenly gain superpowers like in those novels?"

"All you do is rent those ridiculous post-apocalyptic novels all day long. Why don't you mention that they can awaken spatial abilities, so we won't have to work so hard to move supplies like Xiaowu and the others?"

"Then Sister Xiaowu definitely wants to awaken this. I understand her. She used to be a timid person."

"...I haven't heard the term 'tuntunshu' for over ten years."

Liang Anlin was having a rare, casual conversation with his subordinates when Song Ning suddenly turned to look at him.

Liang Anlin was unusually a little embarrassed. "Boss Song, you can continue with your research. Don't worry about us. This brat is just bored and wants to chat with someone."

Then, as was his habit, he asked, "Mr. Song, have you figured anything out? What do you think this fragment is?"

Song Ning was just about to tell him this: "I have a strange feeling that this could very well be a zombie crystal core."

Upon hearing this, Liang Anlin's expression changed, becoming noticeably more serious and earnest.

"Mr. Song, are you serious?"

The young man next to him couldn't help but interject, feeling wronged, "When Boss Song says it, you think it's true, but when I say it, you just say I've been reading too many novels."

After speaking, she looked at Song Ning with a somewhat resentful gaze, as if trying to see what was different about Song Ning compared to herself.

Liang Anlin smacked him on the back of the head. "Jin Mo, come here and take your brother away. Don't let him disturb my serious conversation with Boss Song."

Song Ning saw the tall man who had been protecting Liang Anlin walk over silently, and then actually grabbed his younger brother by the back of his collar and led him away.

Song Ning: “…”

I hadn't really noticed before, but the people in Liang Anlin's team are all quite unique.

Liang Anlin would only take what others said seriously about 10%, but after Song Ning said it, he felt that he should really think about it seriously.

This is not only a trust in Song Ning, but also a trust in his own judgment.

Liang Anlin had always believed that Song Ning was no ordinary person and that Song Ning had great fortune, so when Song Ning said that, he seriously discussed it with Song Ning.

Song Ning could only smile helplessly at the various questions Liang Anlin raised. "Brother Liang, I just feel that it is very likely a zombie crystal core, but I can't be sure that it is, and I can't answer the questions you asked me."

Asking questions like, "How did zombie crystal cores appear? Why didn't the zombies they killed earlier have them, but these zombie rats do? What are zombie crystal cores used for? Do they really have superpowers?" Song Ning felt that Liang Anlin was the one who loved reading novels.

"Is that so?"

Liang Anlin wasn't discouraged. He pondered for a moment, then asked, "So what do you think of these fragments...?"

Song Ning nodded. "That's what I wanted to say. I want to collect these fragments and take them with me."

He wanted to tell Liang Anlin this, after all, they were partners and dealing with so many zombie rats was no easy task.

Liang Anlin understood. He hesitated for a while before making up his mind.

“I’ll arrange for someone to do this. We’ll split these zombie cores in half. I won’t take advantage of you.”

After all, if Song Ning hadn't discovered it, their people might not have bothered to check what was on the rat carcass, let alone collect the fragments.

If these fragments are indeed something useful, then Song Ning's information is obviously very important.

Liang Anlin was an honest man, and Song Ning didn't want to take advantage of them.

"No need, Brother Liang. We already agreed on how to cooperate."

“That’s different,” Liang Anlin shook his head. “Cooperation is about a win-win situation for everyone. I can’t make a profit while you lose. Who would want to cooperate with us in the future? Don’t people say that I, Liang Anlin, am unethical?”

The situation after the apocalypse is different from before. In the post-apocalyptic world, one is either notorious and hated by everyone, or, like here in the base, one's efforts are recognized and trusted by everyone.

Liang Anlin clearly didn't want to become the kind of person who was infamous and hated by everyone, but Song Ning didn't think the other party needed to make such a big concession.

Song Ning thought for a moment and said, "How about this, Brother Liang, we'll divide it according to our work. The ones that Brother Leopard and I killed are ours, and the ones you killed are yours. I'll just take a break and not clean up, and take advantage of you guys."

Liang Anlin wanted to refuse, but seeing the firm look in Song Ning's eyes, he thought about it again and realized that it was actually quite reasonable.

He immediately and carefully gave instructions, "First, collect Boss Song's spoils. Remember to wash them with water a little, so they don't get all dirty."

The logistics team immediately sprang into action. It took them over an hour to pack up the bag, which was so complicated that someone finally brought a clean little bag to Song Ning.

Song Ning opened the bag and saw that the fragments collected by so many rats were only lightly spread at the bottom.

But these fragments, like stars, were crammed into the bag, emitting a faint glow. As Song Ning looked at them, he suddenly felt that this faint glow was somewhat familiar. Subconsciously, he turned his head to look at the big cat that was resting with its eyes closed beside him.

The colors of these fragments were almost identical to the eerie light he occasionally saw in the big cat's eyes.