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墨書 Inktalez
Date: October 7th
Chapter 188: Mutation
Left Arm swiftly deflected the hand of an armed assailant at close range, then with a quick twist, the bullet pierced through the opponent's skull. Following that, Left Arm pushed the corpse aside and, propelled by a burst of movement from his legs, the blade of his gun sliced through the trachea of another person ahead.
In the narrow corridor, which was not particularly advantageous for gunfights, Yang Xiaoyou moved as if he were in his element. Every figure that appeared to stop him was effortlessly dispatched, as if they were mere vegetables being chopped.
Whether in close combat with blades or long-range shooting, there were no blind spots or dead angles; he maximized his lethality from any position.
Finally, he spun around to the back of a white-clad figure, completely ignoring what was behind him as he continued forward.
The last white figure collapsed to the ground and then lay still.
Behind him was a corridor strewn with bodies in disarray, blood splattered across the walls and floor, painting them a deep red.
Watching this scene through a camera was an African American Man, who now wore a serious expression. This unknown fellow had managed to infiltrate so easily; it was clear there had been a leak from someone inside.
Moreover, the internal 'Janitors' were highly professional; ordinary intrusions could not breach their defenses.
Initially, when he learned of the intrusion, he had been unconcerned and planned to continue discussing upcoming collaborations with clients.
However, his pride—the defense team he had personally trained—was utterly incapable of halting the enemy's advance!
He had thought that even if they faltered, they could at least delay for some time, but they were completely overwhelmed by the opponent's relentless assault.
What troubled him further was that the code for the isolation doors had also been compromised; aside from manpower, neither traps nor isolation doors could impede the intruder's progress.
As he pondered over the zombie-like face displayed on the monitor, the intruder looked up at him and raised a hand to shoot and destroy the camera.
The screen switched automatically to the nearest camera after a flurry of snowflakes.
"It seems you have encountered some trouble today. This person's close combat skills and marksmanship have reached an extraordinary level. In this kind of engagement, unless we exhaust his ammunition, ordinary fighters won't be able to overwhelm him with sheer numbers." On the other side, a Caucasian Brunette Man, casually savoring a glass of red wine, wore a nonchalant expression, seemingly indifferent to the situation unfolding before him.
Hearing that the person he trained was referred to as ordinary, the African American Man showed no reaction. He had come to understand the other party's arrogant personality well during their interactions.
However, the other party indeed had the right to be arrogant; even while maintaining his human form, he feared he might not be a match for him.
This time, he was tasked with hosting the meeting, which was meant to showcase the functions and benefits of the Suppressor. Yet, he found himself in this predicament.
"However, it is unfortunate for him that he chose this moment to intrude. Since we are future partners, I can demonstrate our sincerity. There are likely some unsavory elements here; if we let him delve deeper..." The White Man, who seemed to possess a touch of aristocracy, chuckled casually.
"In that case, I must express my gratitude. Indeed, given his current display of strength, if I were to repel him, I would likely face the risk of losing control. My Suppressant requires consumption only once at this moment; I have plenty of time ahead and do not wish to waste it on him. Consider it a personal favor owed to you." A glint of crimson flashed in the African American Man's eyes as he licked his lips.
"However, before that, we could conduct some experimental tests; this is indeed a rare opportunity."
"Sure enough, instead of transferring me for testing, you've turned this place into a testing ground for the H Virus? Tsk, I wonder if there have been any changes. Now that all focus is on the virus, progress will likely be much faster than I remember." While casually cleaning up troublesome fellows around him, Yang Xiaoyou smoothly slid out a magazine and changed it with one hand.
He also kept an eye on his surroundings.
When he spotted a large transparent container holding a specimen with exposed crimson muscles—somewhat similar yet entirely different from humans—he couldn't help but furrow his brow.
This creature lacked eyes and a nose; its body had completely distorted compared to humans and resembled an oversized frog with abnormally large and sharp forelimbs.
Submerged in a container filled with green reagent, it appeared somewhat tranquil as continuous bubbles rose from the bottom.
If memory served correctly, such things were supposed to appear three years later. Although its individual strength was still inferior compared to mature specimens, its infection rate was significantly higher than that of others and could easily be mass-produced.
Yet now, this thing had emerged much earlier than expected. Although it seemed they had not yet found an effective control method, it was clear that the virus's mutation rate had far surpassed his estimates.
"They are playing with fire. If the virus is not controlled properly and undergoes uncertain mutations, then..." As Yang Xiaoyou thought of this, his expression darkened.
The H Virus was currently manageable due to its unfortunate air survival ability, but if that changed malignantly, it would likely be beyond the organization's control.
In his memory, the H Virus remained within control until the end of his recollections. However, he could no longer guarantee that now; the changes in the timeline had strayed too far from its original path.
As Yang Xiaoyou observed the transparent container, he noticed that the originally green solution began to emit red mist from the bottom upwards, slowly dyeing the liquid red.
Then, the figure that had been motionless in the solution began to show signs of movement.
"Hmph, it's just a failed product. There's no need to bring it out and embarrass ourselves." After shaking his head dismissively, Yang Xiaoyou aimed at the container and fired two shots. He then used his other hand to accurately shoot several times at the creature's heart.
The creature, which had just begun to show signs of life, twisted for a moment before falling back into silence, its body still twitching instinctively.
Similar to some others, the Licker was also a living infected entity. Aside from its brain, its heart was a critical point. The difference was that this almost instinctual being lacked any intelligence; its brain had been corroded and shriveled by the virus.
Although its head appeared large, shooting it there did not necessarily destroy its brain; less than 10% of its control center resided within that massive head.
Just as Yang Xiaoyou dealt with the still-unconscious Licker, he heard a disgusting metallic scraping sound rhythmically coming from around the corner of the corridor.
Then he saw two identical Lickers appear at the corner ahead, their sharp claws gouging terrifying scratches into the metal floor.
Although they lacked heads, Yang Xiaoyou could naturally picture the two Lickers emerging from around the corner based on their sounds.
"Alright then, I suppose I can deal with failed products like these. Something that can be mass-produced is indeed troublesome." At this moment, Yang Xiaoyou sighed as his heart sank. He then completely froze in place, every pore on his body tightening as if he were a statue standing still.
Soon after, four Lickers came rushing towards him at high speed, their strong and sharp forelimbs leaving deep scratches on the ground and walls.
However, as the two Lickers approached Yang Xiaoyou, they did not stop but instead passed through him and lunged towards their fallen kin behind him—the one that had just been shot after tumbling out of the container.
Without any hesitation, it began to tear and chew voraciously.
The other two behind it made the same move.
At that moment, Yang Xiaoyou opened his eyes. He continued to walk forward with a slow, rhythmic pace, showing no sign of concern for the Lickers feasting behind him.
One of the Lickers seemed to sense something. It flicked its tongue near Yang Xiaoyou's position, but after failing to detect anything, it returned to its feast.
These creatures, with their completely degenerated eyesight, had hearing and smell far superior to that of a Corpse. However, for Yang Xiaoyou, as long as he wasn't discovered at the start, deceiving them on the spot wasn't too difficult. Otherwise, even if he could quickly take down two of them, the remaining two would pose significant trouble.
To clarify briefly:
To avoid disrupting the flow of reading, some interspersed explanations have been minimized. Everyone should have a general understanding of **, Suppressor, Licker, and Corpse.
** refers to natural infection, which is extremely rare and possesses overwhelming combat power, skill utilization, and intelligence.
Suppressors are artificially created; some are close to ** but have more flaws. A half-damaged Suppressor like Sun Jun can be considered one.
Lickers can be seen as living Corpses; they operate purely on instinct and have decent combat abilities. They can be likened to wild beasts such as leopards but can become infected if scratched. The already weak vision of Corpses is completely degenerated in Lickers.
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