The Undead

With a light whoosh, the zombie two or three steps from the terrified crowd was shot in the head, brains splattered on the ground.

“What were you just doing?” the newcomer asked coldly.

Si Nan did not answer, turned and threw away the empty gun, straightened his cuffs, and walked out.

However, as they passed, Romuel suddenly grabbed his collar, pressing him against the glass wall, staring closely into his indifferent eyes:

“You could have killed it the moment you discovered the experiment failed. Why did you hesitate?”

Si Nan remained silent.

“You deliberately watched that experimenter being bitten to death,” Romuel said softly, “because he had interrogated you when you were a child. Isn’t that right?”

After a long moment of eye contact, the corners of Si Nan’s mouth curved slightly.

“You’ve torn up my request to destroy the virus and terminate the experiment again, haven’t you?”

Romuel’s eyebrows twitched instantly.

“It doesn’t matter,” Sinan interrupted his unspoken defense, his voice carrying its usual slightly hoarse texture: “This is the last time anyway.”

Sinan broke free from restraint and walked toward the door. Romuel watched his straight back and shouted: “How many more times do I need to tell you, Noah! The ‘Pandora’ virus is a breakthrough in extending human life and resurrection. From now on, there will be no gods; humans can achieve eternity by themselves!”

Sinan did not look back.

“Your mother’s experiment failed because she didn’t unlock the final code of the virus. That is the key to the secret of immortality. Just like the last thing in Pandora’s box, hope – now is the time for humans to release it. Only by persisting can the final code…”

“There is no such thing,” Sinan said flatly, “That is not hope.”

Romuel crossed his arms, frowning, watching as Sinan turned his face slightly.

“The last thing left in the box is an unrealistic fantasy. In mythology, it paved the way to the hell managed by Aias.”

“Like everything you are doing today, when the box is opened again, the final code of the virus will bury humanity, dragging the entire world into hell…”

“But what does that have to do with me.” Sinan paused, and then surprisingly smiled again: “Anyway, I won’t die.”

Romuel stood frozen in place, watching him walk out steadily.

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