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墨書 Inktalez
A City Survivor Base
"Dead?"
In a living room of about thirty square meters, a broken figure lay twisted on the soft carpet.
His left arm was half torn off, dangling loosely from his body, and his right leg was missing, having been thrown into a corner on the second floor.
His eyes were wide open in pain, filled with bloodshot veins, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding from being bitten. He looked as if he had been tortured to death.
He was nearly naked, wearing only a pair of shorts, and blood had already seeped into the floor, now in a semi-dried state, indicating he had been dead for about twelve hours.
Several people in uniforms surrounded the corpse, examining it, while one person stood aside sketching something. Before long, the entire crime scene was recreated on paper, resembling a black-and-white photograph.
Chuze stood to the side, calmly observing the scene as an outsider. After a second, he said to the person next to him, "Seal off the information. State that he disregarded warnings and returned to the base early, encountering an accident."
The person beside him respectfully bowed his head in acknowledgment and fell silent.
Suddenly, someone rushed in, breathless, saying, "Director Chuze! It's bad! Zhao Commander suddenly started convulsing all over and foaming at the mouth. He has already been sent to your research facility. You need to hurry back!"
Chuze listened quietly and left a brief instruction to the person beside him: "Keep an eye on this." He cast a fleeting glance at the shadow by the curtains before leaving.
"Huh?"
A technician crouching nearby to collect blood samples curiously touched his face.
"What’s wrong?"
The person next to him asked with confusion at his strange behavior.
"I just felt like something brushed against my face, and it smelled a bit sweet, like a woman's hair."
"Idiot, are you crazy about women?"
"Hehe~"
The person painting quietly listened to their conversation, appearing inconspicuous, but a hint of amusement shone in their eyes.
"Ah~"
Lisa stood by the tree, her heart still racing as she patted her chest.
"I thought I was discovered; it seems that Chuze is not so impressive after all."
With that thought, a smile crept onto her lips as she proudly glanced at her nails glowing with a green light.
"You think that by keeping Old Man Zhao tightly protected in the center of the base, I wouldn't be able to do anything? Hmph~ He still can't escape my grasp."
"Alice, you'll be living with your new family from now on. Are you happy?"
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from afar.
"Happy~"
The soft voice of the little girl, Nuo Nuo, made Lisa freeze for a moment. She stiffly raised her head, unable to believe what she was seeing.
About 50 meters ahead stood a small old orphanage with only a few children inside—just over a dozen.
Among them was a cute little girl with golden hair, holding the hand of a man while being envied by the other children.
The man, appearing to be in his thirties, dressed impeccably and speaking gently to the orphanage director, said, "I will raise Alice as my own daughter, so you can rest assured."
"That's not right. This person has already been turned into a human pig by me and died at L Base two years ago. How could he still be standing there, perfectly fine, adopting another child? Wait... another child?"
"Aunt Director, I will miss you~"
The little girl hugged the director reluctantly, then took the man's hand and turned around, her face clearly reflected in Lisa's tightened pupils.
"No!!!"
She rushed forward to stop the little girl but passed right through the two of them.
The scene changed to a luxurious villa hall. The little girl had grown a bit since before, looking even more beautiful in her splendid princess dress.
At this moment, she stood before the man known as Ant Face, her eyes filled with fear.
"Alice, what's wrong? Didn't Daddy call you over? Not listening, hmm?"
"I..."
The little girl clutched her dress, hesitating for a moment before biting her lip and saying, "I want to go back."
The man's expression darkened as he pulled the little girl into his embrace and licked her earlobe, saying, "Go back where, hmm?"
By now, the little girl was crying, clutching the man's hand that had slipped under her dress and sobbing, "To the orphanage! I want to go back to the orphanage! I don't want to stay here anymore! Boohoo!"
Lisa watched the scene before her with red-rimmed eyes, trembling as she shouted at her surroundings, "Bastard! Who is it?! Come out! Come out!!!
Unfortunately, no one responded to her; all that remained was the unbearable scene before her and the sound of the little girl's cries.
She was powerless, only able to cover her ears and crouch on the ground, but those sounds and images would still seep into her mind, slowly destroying her sanity.
"Why, why, why? Why did I have to be adopted by this kind of family? Why wasn't there a background check? Why me? Why!!!"
The scene continued to change; she had grown up, and the man seemed to have changed little. He was now looking at her with great impatience.
"How long has it been since you brought me a child? Huh? What good are you? Really, just die already. It's disgusting to look at you. Get lost!"
The girl clenched her fists and lowered her head as she retreated.
The reflection in the glass showed a figure no more than twenty, with a sexy body, curves in all the right places. Yet in that perverted man's eyes, she was already an old woman. Huh—thank goodness.
Lisa watched the girl who once deceived a child for that man in the park and then danced freely in a nightclub, tears streaming down her face in numbness.
Nightclub
"Ah—help!"
Suddenly, someone began to go insane and bite others. Strangely, those who were bitten also became infected and started attacking people.
As she watched this scene, her mind went blank.
Was that man experiencing something similar now?
The corners of her lips painted with bright red lipstick curled up as she pushed away the man beside her and rushed out to drive. The smell of blood and screams around her made her blood boil slightly.
Great! Let it get even crazier, even crazier!
She sped back home, the road chaotic around her. She laughed excitedly for no reason, covering a distance that usually took an hour in just fifteen minutes, ignoring the wreckage left behind.
As she walked through the door, the large villa was empty.
She went to the kitchen, grabbed a knife, and headed upstairs. She stopped in front of the door that had once filled her with fear, took a deep breath to calm herself, and pushed it open.
"Bang!"
An ashtray flew towards her, hitting her on the forehead. Blood trickled down into her mouth, carrying a hint of saltiness.
"Who told you to come in here?"
It was not the scene she had imagined. A man in a suit, with sharp eyes hidden beneath a calm exterior, sat there, while another man, usually flamboyant, appeared somewhat humble in front of the suited man.
"Doctor, given the current situation, the world is full of monsters. When are we going to that Safe Base?"
The man referred to as the doctor leisurely sipped his tea and replied slowly, "You're still one person short."
The man froze for a moment, looking at the doctor. A drop of cold sweat trickled down his forehead as he glanced reluctantly towards the direction of the cabinet. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and looked at the woman standing in the doorway, his eyes lighting up.
"Doctor, she... she can do it, right? She can be your Test Subject."
The doctor glanced at the knife in her hand and observed the emotions in her eyes, a glimmer of interest flashing in his gaze.
"Of course she can."
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