"The virus in you has mutated," Zhao Bolin said as he watched Lu Yizhou walking back and forth to clean up the broken glass and spilled water. He had a sudden urge to laugh. Who could have guessed that a zombie would be so proficient in housekeeping? "Of course, it's only a speculation. But right now, I am more than 85% certain."
"Let's see…" Professor Zhao leaned back into the pillow and counted with his fingers. "Your control over your zombie instinct has weakened, you can feel yourself getting more powerful, and the same thing also applies to your minions. And now you can also speak! In my opinion, there are only two possible outcomes of this. Do you want to know?" Not even giving Lu Yizhou any time to reply, Zhao Bolin continued seamlessly, "First, you will lose your 'consciousness' and become a pure predator who only relies on instinct. Second, you will control your inner zombie, defeat it and make it a part of yourself and become a new superior species."
