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The sensations of extreme cold and heat relentlessly whipped at Yang Xiaoyou's dazed consciousness. At that moment, he felt as if his entire being was about to explode; the alternating changes and pressure kept him in a state of semi-consciousness, teetering on the edge of oblivion.
Aside from the furnace-like changes within him, he could not perceive what was happening to his body. His eyelids felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.
His entire body had transformed into a furnace, the cold and heat alternating as if they were trying to shatter his very marrow. His muscles and human tissue cells were constantly being torn apart, only to be split and reformed under some inexplicable supply of nutrients.
"Cough, cough." A wave of coughing brought on by chest tightness finally allowed Yang Xiaoyou to open his eyes. He felt drenched in cold sweat, lying on the ground while gasping for breath.
As his senses gradually returned to his body, Yang Xiaoyou's breathing slowly stabilized. However, he soon became aware of a sticky discomfort all over him.
Initially thinking it was sweat from the alternating cold and heat during his unconsciousness, a strong metallic scent suddenly invaded his nostrils, making him feel nauseous.
Raising his hand, he saw that there was still a trace of sticky crimson liquid on his palm. The dryness in his mouth was accompanied by a bitter taste that made him feel sick.
Pushing himself up from the ground and rubbing his head, Yang Xiaoyou began to recall fragments of memories from before he lost consciousness. It seemed that he had been violently colliding with the parasitic entity of the Mossad Captain, which had led to an unceasing increase in the viral invasion within him.
He remembered losing consciousness when his body could no longer hold up; there should still be enemies nearby before he blacked out.
With this thought, the fog in Yang Xiaoyou's mind instantly cleared away. He sprang into action with a quick tactic, half-kneeling against the wall as he carefully surveyed his surroundings.
However, what he saw left him utterly stunned. He found himself in a corner of the Gladiatorial Arena. Leaning against the wall, he could take in nearly the entire scene of the arena.
What had once seemed somewhat brutal now appeared as nothing short of a blood-soaked hell!
The surface that had initially shown only dark red now resembled a pristine flower garden in comparison!
Scattered entrails and limbs lay everywhere. It was impossible to count how many people had been dismembered here; the fragmented remains made it clear that there were countless victims.
Moreover, judging by the farming tools and clothing strewn across the ground, it was evident that these bodies belonged to the mutated townsfolk. What kind of terrifying external force could have caused such an outcome?
In an environment like the Gladiatorial Arena, where there were no defenses or means to leverage strength, even someone like him would be torn apart by those frenzied farmers due to sheer numbers.
In terms of individual capabilities, these farmers, although still far from the Licker, were significantly stronger than the Corpse. If such a powerful species banded together, they could definitely achieve a qualitative change through sheer numbers.
Moreover, they had some rudimentary tools at their disposal.
However, the scene before him truly resembled something that had been ravaged by a Primal Beast. This was definitely not the result of the rapid response team from the United Arab Emirates; it was a complete and brutal tearing apart by beasts!
“Has no one told me what exactly happened? Did that strange fellow summon the Tyrant to massacre everyone? There’s no reason for them to leave me alive, right?” Yang Xiaoyou, holding his head and feeling a bit of a headache as he looked at the hellish scene before him, soon realized that something felt off about his own body.
He hadn’t fully recovered from his last battle with Luo Guohui, and now he had collided with that Mossad Captain's parasite again. Although his injuries were not life-threatening, they were still serious.
Yet aside from feeling a bit sticky, there was an unexpected sense of lightness. Even his previously fractured ribs seemed to have healed.
Bone fractures were not something that could be resolved quickly, even with his formidable regenerative abilities.
In fact, during this time when he should have been replenishing nutrients, he didn’t even feel hungry.
“Ugh,” seeing the scene before him and recalling the strange changes in his body made Yang Xiaoyou feel a spasm in his stomach, bringing on a wave of nausea.
“How is this possible? Hmm, the bodies are still here, so that possibility doesn’t exist. Perhaps that strange virus has some affinity with my blood,” he thought to himself while tasting bitterness in his mouth but unable to vomit anything out.
Just then, he caught sight of a strange twitching movement; the person who had been half-kneeling on the ground suddenly vanished from sight, leaving only a swirling cloud of dust behind.
“Hmm, this is worth celebrating; Afeifa seems to be fine after all.” Standing casually at the edge of the observation platform and looking down at the Agent Sister who was pushing herself off the ground and retreating, Yang Xiaoyou couldn’t help but feel a bit odd.
If his memory served him right, she seemed to have been implanted with some kind of bug by Beside’s corpse. Based on how the ‘Doctor’ had reacted initially, she should still retain most of her original rationality. The question was whether she could articulate it.
However, seeing her expression of fear as she backed away made Yang Xiaoyou's heart feel heavy.
"Afeifa, can you tell me what exactly happened here?" Looking at the tattered black bra that barely covered her, exposing most of her fair skin, and the deep lines of fear etched on her body as she recoiled, Yang Xiaoyou's tone was somewhat indifferent.
"I don't know! I really didn't see anything! I don't know anything!" Afifah, seemingly terrified, spoke urgently, as if fearing that any delay would bring about some catastrophic disaster.
Seeing her reaction, Yang Xiaoyou understood that she must have known or seen something. In this situation, his originally indifferent face suddenly broke into a sunny smile. Although it looked somewhat strange given that he was covered in blood, it did manage to ease the tension for the sexy Agent Sister a little.
"Don't worry, we're just passing by companions. Don't forget that I came here at your invitation. You can speak freely, and you should have more confidence in your own body," Yang Xiaoyou said, his expression softening as he approached the frightened lamb. He then reached out and pinched her chin, staring into her eyes.
He seemed somewhat entranced by her beauty.
Upon hearing Yang Xiaoyou's words, Afifah, who had initially stiffened slightly, quickly replaced her expression with a seductive smile. Although it still appeared a bit forced and awkward, she seemed to have regained her ability to think and began weighing the pros and cons.
She also seemed to want to get closer to Yang Xiaoyou. Her smooth skin and soft chest brushed against him continuously, while her elastic thighs gradually rubbed against his legs.
"First, tell me what happened. You should know that with your abilities, you can't lie in front of me. If you do lie, some unpleasant things might happen," Yang Xiaoyou said as he let his hand wander over her soft curves, squeezing and kneading them.
At this moment, Afifah seemed to fully understand her predicament. Initially considering one of the three from Hive Security Company as an easy target, she now realized the terrifying nature of the situation had left an indelible impression on her. She knew that if she didn't answer correctly, death would likely be waiting for her.
Given this situation and bolstered by confidence in her own physical assets, she ultimately chose to trust him and recounted everything in detail.
Yang Xiaoyou nearly retched again as he listened; his eyes were filled with coldness.
If what she said was true, then the one responsible for this hellish scene before him was himself!
Moreover, according to her account, he had first extracted the parasite from the chest cavity of that cultivator and then proceeded to bite it apart and consume it. After finishing that, he had turned his attention to the farmers below, seemingly unstoppable as he killed them one by one!
Each person had their chest opened up with their parasites removed. Those once-mad farmers appeared to possess some instinctive fear and looked quite passive.
Although it was just a few sentences, judging by Afifah's expressions and emotions confirmed that she wasn't lying. Yang Xiaoyou realized that something extraordinary had occurred involving him.
The trigger for all this likely relates to the Variant Virus that invaded my body. My own body has become a masterpiece, a perfect Evolved Form, crafted by those Mad Doctors. Something must have happened between that Variant Virus and myself.
After all, even if those farmers are slacking off, their numbers and strength are still there. Normally, I would have to choose to avoid their sharp edges, luring them away and picking them off one by one. Charging in directly would be a sure way to meet an unknown death.
Yet when I lost consciousness, I managed to do it. As Afifah put it, it felt as if I had transformed into a beast, judging by my movements; this was not merely the revival of my inner self!
"Hey, I've already revealed all this, and I even had to deceive my superior at great cost. You wouldn't just ignore me, would you? From now on, whatever you want me to do, I'll comply," Afifah said in a sweet tone as she noticed Yang Xiaoyou seemed lost in thought. She wrapped her legs around Yang Xiaoyou's waist, pulling herself closer.
Through the thin fabric, I could even feel the indentation of her body.
"Mm, I won't ignore you." The distracted Yang Xiaoyou smiled brightly and reached up again to grasp her curves tightly, the soft flesh slipping through his fingers.
But just as a look of relaxation crossed Afifah's face, her eyes suddenly widened in disbelief. She clutched her chest and involuntarily spat out some blood mixed with fragments, her gaze filled with resentment as she watched the figure before her stand up and walk away.
Then she collapsed to the ground, clutching her chest.
"I already have one Multifunctional Maid, and she's clearly more useful than you. As for revenge, it can only involve helping to eliminate the bugs inside you. Oh, it seems like it's already fused with your heart and lungs, so both organs must be shattered simultaneously," Yang Xiaoyou said calmly while waving his hand.
Involving myself in such a significant secret meant that only death could ensure silence from an indecisive fellow.
Once the New Year's Day holiday is over, I’ll have to get back to work. The hospital check-ups have stabilized quite a bit; I’ll push them to Saturday. I will try my best to ensure consistent updates, likely all in the evening. However, since I’m busy during the day, if any unavoidable power outages occur, I might not be able to make up for it. Generally speaking, there shouldn’t be any issues otherwise. Regreting.
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