A brief silence followed, during which Duan Wuhu watched Zhang Su puff on his cigarette without speaking. Feeling anxious, he asked, "Brother Zhang, you're not supporting them doing those strange experiments, are you?"
"Sigh..." Zhang Su exhaled a cloud of smoke and spoke earnestly, "Old Duan, many things aren't about what I want. The development of the situation will force us down roads we don't want to take. Let's talk about the Cyan Dragon Corps..."
"We took down the Cyan Dragon Corps' Grain Collection Team with careful planning. But if it weren't for the zombie hoard—no, if it weren't for the internal factional struggles within the Cyan Dragon Corps that led them to be destroyed by the hoards, could we withstand an attack when they come with 004 to Celestial Horse Island? Do you think ordinary guns and cannons could cause much damage to 004?"
