We see them!” Everyone’s heart tightened, hearing the guard’s panicked shout: “Tens of thousands of zombies are coming from the north, quickly prepare weapons! Notify Sister Chen—!” The fierce fear the timid, the timid fear those who don’t care about life. In the most critical moment, Wan Biao finally broke down. “In the southernmost abandoned dormitory area, underground in the research institute, there’s a secret laboratory,” Wan Biao swallowed, his voice hoarse: “Ning Yu usually stays there, all the research materials are there…” Zhou Rong grabbed his throat, forcing him to stand: “You’re coming with me.” “No! I need to stay and command, coordinate weapons and personnel…” “Stop your bullshit,” Zhou Rong interrupted: “Chun Cao, Da Ding, you two stay here and coordinate command, have these people open the weapons arsenal. Notify Guo Weixiang to come here and assist in defending the city, tell Yan Hao to go to the laboratory to find me, quickly.” Chun Cao didn’t hesitate: “Yes!” “Listen, we don’t want anyone to die,” Zhou Rong pressed the gun against Wan Biao’s forehead, his gaze fierce, but each word was chillingly calm: “I hope everyone survives tonight, but don’t force me, otherwise I’ll find a way to make each of you pay… I’ve killed more people than the zombies you’ve killed, understand?
” Wan Biao stopped at the car door, breathing heavily, struggling to steady his voice: “Understood.” ”Good,” Zhou Rong pushed him into the car: “Now take me to that damn laboratory, and pray constantly that my Sinan is still alive.” · At the same moment, in the experimental hall. Ning Yu narrowed his eyes, staring at the gun barrel in the distance, then looked up and laughed slightly mockingly: ”Now you’re worried about the life of your savior? Too late.” Dr. Zheng roared: “You promised me you’d only extract the serum, and temporarily detain him! You didn’t say you’d use him for live experiments! You want to research a vaccine, why not use me for experiments? Aren’t I a living person?!” ”Don’t be naive,” a voice came from behind him. Dr. Zheng instinctively turned back, surprised to see it was Sinan—who had been unwilling to even look at him directly until now—and immediately turned back to firmly point at Ning Yu. Ning Yu had already walked out from behind the experimental table, stopping when he saw this, coldly sneering. ”What, what do you mean?” Dr. Zheng, in his panic, was already confused, stammering. Sinan said flatly: “He always planned to use you as the next experimental subject. If you fail, he’ll catch a few more people, continuing until the serum research makes a major breakthrough.” “
This might take weeks, months, or even years, but his experimental subjects will eventually include me—there’s no escaping it.” Dr. Zheng instinctively asked: “Why?” Sinan fell silent, seeming lost in thought. The experimental hall was quiet, the air tense and almost solidified, like cold gel filling everyone’s nasal cavity. After a long time, Sinan said softly: “…You modified the virus.” Dr. Zheng stood stunned, while Ning Yu raised his hand, applauding reservedly: “Continue.” “The zombies we discovered outside the base, and those that bypassed the guards to surround the city two nights ago, have developed basic predatory group animal intelligence and instincts because you modified the original virus.” Sinan paused slightly, then continued: “The reason Pandora virus is difficult to overcome is not only because it’s unprecedented in human history, but more importantly, its state is extremely unstable. For example, the incurable HIV virus completes its life cycle in a day and a half when activated in cells, while the zombie virus can complete its cycle in just a few minutes; its structural and functional changes during transmission are so fast it’s almost unimaginable, making it extremely difficult to develop an effective vaccine.” “Oh, Dr. Felman named it Pandora?” Ning Yu raised an eyebrow: “Humanity finally knows its name after losing billions of lives.” Sinan ignored his comment.
“I don’t know what method you used, whether you symbiosed Pandora with other viruses or used other means to slow its mutation rate… in any case, you’ve enabled the virus to evolve into a new type of… organism.” “Compared to the ordinary zombie virus, this evolved new virus shows some changes in infection symptoms: the infected exhibit extremely low-level intelligence and biological instincts, making zombie groups more cunning and difficult to deal with. However, the mutation rate of the new virus has significantly decreased, giving it the possibility of being overcome…” Sinan slowly said: “In other words, it can now be cured.” Dr. Zheng listened, mouth agape, looking like he’d been struck by lightning. Ning Yu brought his palms together, seeming to ponder something, and after a while admitted: “Not symbiosis, but decoding.” “I decoded the last unknown genetic link in the Pandora virus, enabling its final evolution.” “From now on, there will be no gods, humans can achieve eternity on their own!” At that moment, memory fragments scattered like snowflakes from his mind, Si Nan furrowed his brow and gasped, tilting his head back. “And I am not the first to do this,” Ning Yu said calmly, “Although I have no proof, I am certain that the first was Dr. Elisa Feldman.”
Because she initially developed a certain antibody based on the evolved virus, her only son—you—began receiving alternating injections of the virus and antibodies from a young age, and your immune system has reached a perfect symbiotic state with the virus.”
Ning Yu laughed, one hand in the pocket of his white coat, stepping forward leisurely: “And you, as the key to verifying this theory, will inevitably be the final battleground of this human life-and-death war… you are unavoidable.”
“Stop—stop right there!” Dr. Zheng reflexively shouted: “Stand there and don’t move!”
Ning Yu walked to Dr. Zheng, pressing his chest against the gun barrel, and casually taunted: “Go ahead and shoot.”
“…”
“I’m a heinous murderer with at least hundreds of lives on my hands. Come on, shoot me dead. Why don’t you dare?”
Dr. Zheng’s gun-holding hand trembled violently. Ning Yu grabbed his wrist and with a lightning-fast twist, disarmed the gun, casually throwing it far into the corner.
Bang bang bang! The laboratory’s alloy door was suddenly struck heavily.
Ning Yu didn’t turn back: “What?” “Dr. Ning, the base has issued a top-level alert,” the subordinate’s voice outside couldn’t hide his fear: “Zombies… zombies are here again, tens of thousands of them, already surrounding the gate.” Everyone’s expression changed simultaneously!
“Wait,” Ning Yu said briefly, quickly walking back to the experiment table, sweeping a pile of test tubes and documents into the medical box, holding it as he opened the alloy door and slipped out.
“—Stay here,” he gave Si Nan a final glance and warned: “No matter what happens, don’t come out.” Then he pressed a key outside, and the alloy door silently slid shut.
Si Nan furrowed his brow, suddenly hearing a vibration at his ear—the positioning device had received a signal!
A sharp alarm rose from the ground, becoming muffled and unclear, echoing repeatedly in the underground base. Guards rushed to organize equipment, sprinting to the surface, their chaotic footsteps traversing the corridor.
