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This red-eyed man in a frenzied state, Rek, has been seen more frequently in the future.
This old man has clearly been infected by the special toxic gas from Dark Space, completely losing his sanity.
The toxic gas from Dark Space leaks into the Main Plane of Earth, and depending on human physiology, some individuals become infected and turn into monsters that only know how to kill madly.
In his previous life, after the destruction of the Star Alliance Federation's Super Soldier Academy, it took three months for the citizens to be informed about the existence of Alien Species infectees and the means of infection.
Due to varying human physiologies, a small portion of people who came into contact with the special toxic gas from Dark Space would mutate into monsters. These monsters possess characteristics of Dark Space's Primary Aberration, exhibiting strong vitality and brutality.
Later, the Star Alliance Federation and the Glorious Empire suffered defeats in the Dark Space conflict, leading to a widespread arrival of Alien Species on the Main Plane of Earth.
At that time, a large-scale infection event occurred; on average, one or two out of every hundred citizens were infected and turned into monsters. Until the end, the Star Alliance did not develop any drugs or vaccines to prevent humans from being infected by Alien Species, nor did they discover any patterns of infection.
Fortunately, although this infection has strong vitality, it does not possess the terrifying contagiousness of the Zombie Virus that Rek experienced yesterday during a biochemical crisis, which prevented an early human extinction.
"Let's go! It's dangerous," Rek urged the Moon Goddess.
"Look! I want to collect some blood and flesh from this Red-Eyed Old Man.
His physical abilities have clearly increased several times; his breath is chaotic yet powerful. This could be a new disease. As a doctor, I need to study it," the Moon Goddess insisted stubbornly.
At this moment, while others were fleeing, the Moon Goddess and Rek remained where they were and stood not far from this red-eyed old man.
The old man's forehead was significantly caved in as if struck by a heavy object; however, this did not affect his movement at all.
The sound of tranquilizer guns firing echoed as they hit the old man. A Star Alliance Police Car quickly approached.
Six individuals dressed in Star Alliance Police Uniforms got out of the car, armed with electric batons, and ran toward the Red-Eyed Old Man, surrounding him.
“Night Market has reported an injury incident, with an initial estimate of ten seriously injured. Ambulances are being dispatched immediately,” a driver in the police car reported to his superiors.
The Red-Eyed Old Man, struck by a tranquilizer dart, stood for five or six seconds before unexpectedly not falling down. Instead, he brandished two kitchen knives and lunged at the police surrounding him.
“Quick, use the laser guns and shoot his head!” Rek shouted from behind.
Upon hearing Rek's command, the police were momentarily stunned. The red-eyed old man glared at Rek and charged toward him.
Two officers armed with stun batons were kicked away by the Red-Eyed Old Man with a single blow each.
“The stun batons are ineffective; use the laser guns!” The remaining officers aimed at the moving old man and pressed the trigger on their laser guns.
Three small holes appeared in the old man's chest, right leg, and head, with brain matter and blood oozing out.
However, the Red-Eyed Old Man showed no signs of slowing down and was about to reach Rek.
“Monster!” one officer thought in disbelief.
“He's still standing! Didn't I say to shoot his head? Why aren't they listening?” Rek thought angrily.
The red-eyed old man charged towards Rek and Moon Goddess, raising both knives to strike at their heads from either side.
The distant police could not arrive in time to assist. Some citizens watching from afar couldn't bear to keep their eyes open, not wanting to witness the scene of the young boy and girl having their heads severed.
Moon Goddess was so frightened that she forgot to dodge.
Suddenly, she saw a flash of dark green light in front of her. The Red-Eyed Old Man's head and hands holding the knives fell to the ground, while his body, now resembling a stick figure, collapsed in front of her, spraying bright red blood.
Standing protectively in front of Moon Goddess was Rek, whose right hand had already undergone partial armor transformation into Genetic Mech. At that moment, his right hand had transformed into a Bone Blade, stained with fresh blood.
“Rek, I didn't know your Martial Arts were this strong!” Moon Goddess, having narrowly escaped death, said to Rek with a slight tremor in her voice.
"Quick, pretend to be scared and crouch down to collect some of the old man's flesh. Aren't you supposed to gather the flesh of this infected person? Hurry up, I'll cover for you. It will be harder to deal with the police when more of them arrive," Rek said to the Moon Goddess beside him. After experiencing the Infinite Loop's Biohazard World yesterday, Rek's Martial Arts skills had significantly improved from fighting Zombies.
Rek swiftly brought down his hand blade twice, crushing the head of the Red-Eyed Old Man who was still staring at him on the ground, and flicked a piece of brain tissue towards the Moon Goddess's feet.
"You're so rude, can't you be more civilized?" the Moon Goddess complained softly as she pretended to be frightened and knelt on the ground. She skillfully took out a pair of rubber gloves from her pocket, grabbed a large piece of flesh, and placed it into a glass bottle hidden in her sleeve before sealing it.
"Put down your weapon and deactivate your Genetic Mech armed state. Stand still and report your identity information," a distant police officer shouted, pointing a laser gun at Rek after witnessing him kill the old man in an instant.
After all, Rek in Genetic Mech mode looked more dangerous.
"I belong to the Star Alliance Military, my ID number is XXX. You can send someone over to scan my Identity Watch. After you report today's situation to your superiors, they will know my identity level," Rek said, raising his hands in dissatisfaction after deactivating his Genetic Mech armed state.
A young police officer approached to verify Rek's identity. An ambulance had already arrived, followed by more than ten City SWAT vehicles.
The two severely injured Star Alliance police officers and civilians were taken onto ambulances for emergency isolation treatment.
The scene was quickly cordoned off by SWAT vehicles, and several personnel in protective suits began collecting the dead Red-Eyed Old Man's flesh and blood tissue from the ground, sealing them in bags for transport.
"Isolate and take them away," one of the SWAT officers said, pointing at Rek and the Moon Goddess.
Several personnel in protective suits approached to take Rek and the Moon Goddess away.
"I belong to the Dark Space Super Soldier Academy, Main Dimension Earth Police Department; you have no authority to detain me arbitrarily," Rek asserted firmly.
Hearing Rek's words, the officer paused for a moment and thought for a few seconds.
"You had close contact with the deranged old man and may have been infected. I will take you back for examination and let you assist in the investigation; it's for your safety, not detention."
"Call the Military Supply Office stationed in the city and report my military information number; they will tell you how to handle this. My friend and I are not at risk of infection," Rek replied.
Rek knew that following the police back would lead to a lot of trouble, with many things that couldn't be said or explained. If he could avoid it, he would.
After consulting with his superior, the officer said a few words into the communicator, effectively dismissing Rek and Moon Goddess as if they didn't exist.
Rek quickly took Moon Goddess away from that troublesome place.
Once back in their hotel room, Rek took a hot shower. After changing his clothes, he saw Moon Goddess still fiddling with a bunch of bottles and jars.
“Moon Goddess, the old man you saw today is a human infected by the special gas from Dark Space. In a few days, we will be going to Dark Space, where there will be more research materials,” Rek said.
“What do you mean?” Moon Goddess asked Rek with a puzzled expression.
“Right now, our accommodation is this rented hotel room, which isn't suitable for your medical research!”
“Although there aren't any medical instruments here, I can still conduct some simple research. I don't feel like there's anything unsuitable,” Moon Goddess replied casually.
“Let me be straightforward! If you mess up the room or create some unpleasant odors during your research, the hotel will make us pay for it. The compensation amount would be enough for you to buy several new outfits.”
“Wow, I won't do any physical experiments for now; I'll just focus on theoretical research instead,” Moon Goddess said quickly, gathering her collection of small jars and sealing them up.
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