In the isolation ward of Qingzhou Central Hospital, Honda Miho was examining our blood samples under a microscope. The strange runes had completely merged with the blood, revealing an abnormal structure beneath the lens.
"This is not an ordinary virus," she said. "Look at this."
The screen displayed a three-dimensional image of the blood. The runes resembled some sort of programming code, rewriting the structure. What was even more unsettling was that each person's mutation was different.
"It is adjusting according to individual genetic traits," Kong Yang remarked. "Like some kind of intelligent program."
I picked up where he left off, "A living program."
Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my head. Through my mask, I saw the runes in my veins accelerating their flow. Almost immediately, unfamiliar images began flashing in my mind.
They were scenes from experiments: countless researchers in white coats bustling about, with various experimental subjects lying on operating tables before them. Most shocking was the time span of these images, stretching from World War II to the present day.
"Did you see that too?" Zhou Jing pressed her temples. "Those experiments..."
"The virus is transmitting information," Kong Yang explained. "It is showing us the history of military experiments."
"Why—"
At that moment, I noticed a recurring detail in those images: every laboratory had a map on its wall marked with twelve red dots. The locations of these red dots perfectly matched ancient archaeological sites!
Jiang Zhendong pulled out satellite images for comparison. "They are looking for some kind of connection."
"No," I said, watching the flashback images. "They are repeating an experiment. Look at the layout of each laboratory; they are all designed in the same way. It’s as if they are mimicking an ancient plan."
Kong Yang added, "And the second sequence is a key part of this plan."
Honda Miho suddenly discovered a new anomaly: the runes in the blood were forming some kind of pattern.
Through the microscope, we saw those runes beginning to arrange themselves systematically until they ultimately formed a complex diagram. This pattern bore an astonishing resemblance to the architectural layout of the underground city in Changling Village.
"It’s guiding us," I said. "But guiding us to what?"
Just then, an alarm blared from the laboratory computer. Global monitoring systems indicated that similar energy fluctuations were appearing around the world. The twelve points were being activated one by one.
"We're out of time," Kong Yang said urgently. "The second sequence has begun to spread."
At that moment, I felt something awakening within me. The runes in my blood became extraordinarily active, and unfamiliar memories surged into my mind. They were memories from ancient times!
Through these memories, I finally understood the true meaning of the second sequence: this was not just a simple viral program but an evolutionary blueprint. Before their extinction, ancient beings had preserved their knowledge and abilities in viral form, waiting for suitable hosts to inherit them.
And the military had somehow learned about this secret. They had been searching for suitable experimental subjects, attempting to activate this evolutionary program prematurely without realizing it was Xu Hao!
"Your eyes!" Zhou Jing's voice broke through my thoughts.
I turned toward the mirror and discovered that my eyes had completely transformed into gold. Countless runes shimmered within my pupils, as if I were running a program myself.
What was even more terrifying was that I found I could understand these runes. They were revealing a horrifying truth: the Second Sequence was not merely an evolution program, but a activation protocol. It aimed to awaken a certain power buried deep within the human genome. We are all vessels, I murmured, we always have been.
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