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"From my memory, the 'Janitor' didn't seem to have done anything regarding the Cloud Brain. I wonder if it has gone quiet or if it's a retreat made by In Secret." Searching through the memories in his mind, Yang Xiaoyou sprinted along the route leading to the Test Area.
He tightly gripped the military-grade handgun in his hand, his mind racing with calculations.
At this moment, two major uncertainties loomed over him: first, encountering other living people on the way; second, whether the Janitor had moved towards the main brain area during this time.
Although he had no recollection of such events, with the emergence of a shift in trajectory, who could say for sure?
The Sunshine Corporation, which should still be referred to as Famasia Puxiang Company, was backed by an incredibly terrifying power organization. Even in his memories, he had only scratched the surface of this organization.
This organization had grown powerful enough to force compromises and concessions from national governments. The data they handed over regarding the main brain might have been a result of concessions made to the current U.S. government.
After the exposure of the 617 incident, global panic ensued. The Famasia Puxiang Company, standing at the center of it all, was subjected to hefty fines and asset freezes without any doubt. Many high-ranking officials were sentenced, and the entire company announced its closure overnight.
On the surface, it seemed like a strong move by the U.S. government, but in reality, it did little harm to the true masterminds behind it. The now-defunct Famasia Puxiang was acquired by Monsanto and restructured into Sunshine Corporation's pharmaceutical division, still under the control of that mysterious organization.
The Janitor's primary task this time was to destroy any evidence related to the behind-the-scenes organization; Famasia Puxiang Company had been completely abandoned.
To quell this matter, an inexplicable force that now sent shivers down Yang Xiaoyou's spine made significant concessions. He wasn't clear on all the details, but he knew that in November 2008, just over four months later, America would welcome its first Black President.
At the same time, Luo Guohui gained recognition from that esteemed president and was hailed as a representative of Chinese Americans after this operation. Since 1943 when Roosevelt's proposal to repeal the Chinese Exclusion Act was rejected, although there had been some reduction in discrimination and oppression against Chinese Americans, the last Racial Exclusion Act still loomed like a mountain over them.
Luo Guohui emerged as a symbol and savior for Chinese people living under misery and injustice in both China and the United States. It was just unfortunate...
"I have no interest in your game; I just hope it doesn't affect me," Yang Xiaoyou said as he opened an office door. Seeing three corpses rush toward him at the sound of his voice, his eyes momentarily lost focus and appeared somewhat dazed. After a command flashed through his mind, everything around him slowed down once again by half.
Three corpses, which were originally not very fast in their movements, had their trajectories completely visible to Yang Xiaoyou. He raised his hand and steadily fired three shots, each bullet piercing through the heads of the corpses, with two of them having their skulls blown off.
"I didn't expect to achieve this level at this stage," Yang Xiaoyou thought to himself, feeling quite satisfied with his results. At this distance, hitting the slow-moving corpses three times in the head might not be very difficult; even an ordinary SWAT officer with professional training could accomplish that.
However, Yang Xiaoyou was not that kind of person. He had no prior training in firearms usage, and the difficulty was quite different from shooting at stationary corpses with a Handcrafted Crossbow after being well-prepared. Although the corpses were moving slowly, they were still in motion, and he had just opened the door to face such a situation, which could be considered an unexpected event.
This was his first time shooting a firearm. As his proficiency increased, his accuracy would also improve rapidly in conjunction with his personal attributes.
"Even if it's just a one-time acceleration, although my physical condition is still lacking a bit, the help it provides for shooting is significant. Unfortunately, it seems I still can't fully control it; my stamina consumption is manageable." After slightly assessing himself, Yang Xiaoyou switched to holding the gun with his left hand and then took down the military crossbow from his back. He used his left wrist as a support point and adjusted the grip with his right hand.
This modified version of the 9mm was equipped with both a Silencer and laser guidance. The double-stack magazine could hold 15 rounds, but what frustrated Yang Xiaoyou was that this modified 9mm was not compatible with traditional 919 caliber ammunition; the bullets he had left in his pocket were useless.
Including the magazine already loaded, he had only received two magazines from Luo Guohui. Each shot counted; if he could replace them with crossbow bolts, it would be better to use those. After all, he always had the gun on him, and with the cognitive acceleration activated, he would still have some reaction time.
Unfortunately for him at this moment, cognitive acceleration remained uncontrollable. Based on what had just happened, while the chances of it occurring under stress were not high, he still couldn't actively trigger it in normal conditions.
Because of this, Yang Xiaoyou felt an even stronger desire for the Seventh Antibody. In his memory of Overcast Laboratory, he had been there more than once; during his second visit with researchers, it was specifically for the Seventh Antibody. Having undergone two mutations already, after receiving antibody injections and a series of supportive measures, the benefits were undoubtedly immense.
If being infected by the Seventh Virus resulted in evolution and sublimation, then aside from eliminating his infectiousness, the Seventh Antibody also played a crucial role in helping him achieve a similar sublimation in mental or cerebral aspects.
This kind of sublimation wasn't merely about enhancing pure intelligence; it significantly improved memory retention and reaction associations among other things. Moreover, an important aspect was that after nerve cells could remember division, his self-control over cerebral aspects underwent terrifying changes.
With the aid of memory division, even if he experienced limb loss, as long as there was sufficient nutrition and he continuously focused his thoughts on the severed area, the bones and flesh could reorganize within just two or three months—faster than an ordinary person's recovery from a fracture.
This method could also be applied to various other injuries. This was one of the key advantages that allowed him to survive relentless pursuits and life-threatening situations; each time he faced severe injuries, he managed to recover like a resilient warrior.
Cognitive Acceleration was originally achieved only after the infusion of Antibody. Now that it has been obtained, with the addition of the Seventh Antibody, it is possible to reach a self-controlled state of Cognitive Acceleration at double the current level.
Moreover, it allows for a significant boost in practical combat ability through a 'Limit Release' dip, temporarily releasing the brain's self-protective limits on the body, granting one characteristics akin to a Corpse.
An ordinary person's strength typically operates at only 0% to 0%. Trained athletes and warriors can push their limits to around 40%. Even with the brain's protective restrictions, the Human Body often strains its muscles. Without these limits, injuries would be frequent with every step.
The Corpse exemplifies this phenomenon. Originally just a human body, now decaying and with weakened bones, it can exceed human strength purely due to the brain's Limit Release. They can grip Objects so tightly that their arm bones may fracture.
This ability is essentially self-harm before harming the enemy.
"When I first came here for the second time, I only got the Antibody then. This time, the Janitor's target isn't the laboratory; after all, their first batch of viral sources had already been relocated," Yang Xiaoyou thought. As long as they were careful on the way and avoided colliding with others, everything would be fine once Luo Guohui opened the pulse to unlock the laboratory door. Just then, he heard a noise from another side door that had previously been locked.
That door led directly to Yang Xiaoyou's next destination; someone was coming from the laboratory, likely with a similar target.
In an instant, memories flashed in Yang Xiaoyou's mind of entering the Umbrella Building and encountering a Corpse that should not have been exterminated. He quickly reacted to identify who was approaching.
Without hesitation, he dashed into the office where he had just cleaned up a Corpse and leaned against the wall to steady his breath. Just as he completed this action, there was a 'click,' and the side door swung open.
Although Yang Xiaoyou couldn't see what was happening on that side, he could tell from the sounds that it was chaotic and filled with low growls from Corpses.
"Hank, you won't die well!"
"How dare you betray us? You will not end well!"
A series of curses echoed from beyond the open side door. Following that were gunshots and a sinister voice saying, "Thank me; out of consideration for our past relationship, I only broke your legs. Ha ha!"
Then came the sound of a 'beep' again, and the side door was locked once more.
At this moment, Yang Xiaoyou understood that an unexpected guest had arrived in the corridor outside the office. Just through some simple dialogue and the chaotic scene, it was clear that this fellow seemed to be a ruthless character who had betrayed their own teammates.
If possible, Yang Xiaoyou wished to hide far away from the other party, but the direction they had come from indicated that they might have already visited their target.
Regardless, the Seventh Antibody was something he must obtain. The beneficial enhancement it provided was crucial; without the Antibody, his own infectiousness would be the most serious issue.
Listening to the footsteps slowly approaching, about to pass by the door, Yang Xiaoyou calmed his heart completely. Undoubtedly, the members dispatched for this Special Mission had combat abilities that, although certainly not comparable to Luo Guohui—who was almost beyond human limits—were still far superior to his current self.
Right now, his greatest advantage was that the other party had not yet discovered him, and he still had a firearm in hand.
If he were to launch a surprise attack, the success rate would be high. From the sounds just now, it seemed this fellow was not wearing a helmet.
Even with his peak strength from memory, facing firearms without protective gear would be quite troublesome; flesh and blood were always at a disadvantage against a metal storm.
The other party certainly had a gun as well, but as long as he could deliver a lethal strike, it wouldn't make a difference whether they had one or not.
Regret washed over him; it was absurd that someone would feel frustrated by their background—it simply made no sense.
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