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At the Hope Gathering Place, preparations for post-war recovery were in full swing. Meanwhile, hundreds of kilometers away at the Tiger Mouth Military Base, a large number of scientists were studying the Zombie Crystal s before them.
Mountains of Zombie Crystal s piled up, filling several laboratories with research equipment. To the north of Tiger Mouth Military Base lay one of the nation's largest metropolises, home to nearly a hundred million people. It was a vast city, comparable in size to half a province in the real world, surrounded by bustling areas. Yet, this place was also a stronghold for zombies. The other two directions were similarly economically developed regions, making defense quite challenging.
Despite such an environment, they managed to hold their ground successfully. This was due to their formidable military power; the nation's machinery was not something ordinary individuals could rival.
They possessed not only strong combat capabilities but also significant research prowess. The scientists had successfully utilized genetic modification technology to completely convert Essence Fruits into Firearm Esper Essence Fruits.
Although this process resulted in the loss of a large number of Zombie Crystal s and many ordinary Essence Fruits, which was a considerable drain, it was still necessary for them to strive to meet all their objectives in the face of the zombie threat from the north.
Currently, they had over twelve thousand Firearm Espers, and plans were underway to modify post-apocalypse firearms.
They were now researching the Super Soldier Program, aiming to create powerful superpowered individuals from Essence Fruits—fully Enhanced Espers.
Within Tiger Mouth Military Base, there was an Enhanced Esper who could almost single-handedly confront zombies. This individual was exceptionally powerful. However, the probability of producing Enhanced Espers was exceedingly low; aside from that one rare specimen, no others had ever been discovered.
This made them pay special attention to that sole Enhanced Esper. Now, that fellow had become a person of significant authority.
The laboratory was under his control.
Inside the lab, hundreds of scientists were focused on their projects, with the most critical task being the development of Psychic Weapons. However, progress was slow; they lacked other superpowered individuals, as most were Firearm Espers. This scarcity resulted in very few unconventional superpowered individuals appearing.
Even among those who occasionally emerged as Formation Masters, there were only three. A significant portion of the other scientists were not superpowered individuals; they were merely responsible for research.
"Chief! Our research on Psychic Weapons is nearing completion. Post-Apocalypse bullets can all be utilized now, although their lethality may be slightly reduced," a research staff member said obsequiously at the lab's entrance.
The fellow before him was an Enhanced Esper—the prized asset of Tiger Mouth Military Base. With over two hundred seventy thousand survivors and these twelve thousand combatants combined, they constituted all members of Tiger Mouth Military Base.
Meanwhile, those common survivors outside scavenged for food and searched for grain warehouses.
They were not just an ordinary civilian organization but rather a legitimate national military force with considerable authority and detailed knowledge about Post-Apocalypse granaries. Almost all nearby granaries had been completely packed up by them over the winter.
The mountain of food was enough for them to live comfortably for several years. So, there was no shortage of food in the Gathering Place.
What they lacked was combat power; the merchant caravans sent out continuously sought opportunities to obtain Essence Fruit.
They needed Firearm Esper, as only a large quantity of Essence Fruit could replenish them.
"Success!" As a Superpowered Individual checked in the laboratory, the place erupted into chaos. Their long-awaited experiment had finally succeeded.
In the face of the apocalypse, they had been struggling to survive just for this moment—the chance to turn everyone into Superpowered Individuals. Now, they had succeeded.
"With just ten ordinary Essence Fruits, we can extract one higher-grade Essence. After purifying it four times, even the Essence Fruit of Trash can be safely consumed. In the future, our Gathering Place will surely have more Superpowered Individuals." The voices of all those involved in the experiment surged like a tidal wave; they had waited far too long for this.
In this apocalypse, who cared about anything else? Each of them had secretly saved up some Essence Fruit. Although not much, the quantity was still substantial. Once everyone left, these experimenters would undoubtedly extract their Essence Fruits into high-grade Essences for their own use.
Without being a Superpowered Individual, one would forever be oppressed.
"It's just an extraction of Essence. What's so surprising about it? Report back to me when you successfully create a Superpowered Weapon," he said before turning and leaving the laboratory.
The creation of Superpowered Weapons remained a hurdle they could not overcome. However, after a brief silence, strong cheers erupted once again in the laboratory.
What they did not know was that while the Essence extraction technology was being perfected, the plan to transform humans into monsters had also succeeded.
Cheers erupted from an underground laboratory within the same facility. They had discovered a mysterious element from the residual liquid used in extracting Essence that could grant ordinary humans powers akin to Zombies, along with a lifespan ten times longer and an almost fearless nature that made them excellent warriors.
Although the usable time was too short, it was sufficient to deal with Zombies and ensure their escape.
Moreover, those ordinary people might not last long against Zombies; it would be better to make a sacrifice instead.
The entire laboratory operated in secrecy; no one knew about this place except for a few key personnel from Tiger Mouth.
Now they gathered here to observe their research results.
"This is the successful Volunteer who survived after using the Demonization Liquid," said a researcher in the lab with a chilling tone. The researcher, whose face was marred with scars, seemed to flinch at the mention of his own wounds, his body trembling uncontrollably.
"Indeed!" replied a robust middle-aged man from the shadows.
Before them stood an iron cage, inside which was a bewildered girl. Or rather, a Female Zombie. She had lost all her pride, staring helplessly at her hands, green liquid continuously oozing from her eyes.
She had heard about this experiment; anyone who participated would die instantly and turn into a puddle of green liquid.
But she never imagined it would be this grotesque. Her hands were completely deformed, with nails protruding grotesquely and curling outward.
What terrified her even more was that her once delicate face was now unrecognizable. A constant itching sensation plagued her, and every time she touched it, chunks of flesh would come away.
She could already envision her tragic appearance.
She had become a Zombie, with no way back. Listening to the discussions of the Big Shots behind her, she knew she had transformed into a Zombie and only had ten days left to live. After that, it would be death, and she would be discarded like garbage.
Or perhaps she would simply turn into green liquid? After all, she had seen how Zombies died, and it always ended that way.
Yet she couldn't dare to imagine it because she felt an emptiness in her stomach; an overwhelming hunger made her want to devour the people in front of her.
"Have we confirmed we can control them?" asked the middle-aged man from the shadows.
"Don't worry; the Controller has been successfully developed. We guarantee we can control them. The recent emergence of those Fellows who can control other Zombies has provided us with enough inspiration," the trembling researcher said as he handed over a device resembling a remote control.
It was the remote for the apparatus attached to the girl, embedded at her neck where there should have been a Zombie's Zombie Crystal.
However, the demonized humans did not have a Zombie Crystal to provide energy and could not utilize it. They could only create additional machinery to gain power.
It was a device designed to harness the power of the Zombie Crystal, secured directly onto the Tibia with a dozen Nails, completely immobilizing it with no chance of removal. From the moment it was put on, there had been no thought of taking it off.
These items were all single-use, including the Subject.
"Press the green button above to activate the control device at the back. For now, there are only five fixed commands and voice commands. As long as the commands aren't too complicated, this obedient one will carry them out," he said, his expression hinting at something more.
"Oh? So this device can also be used on ordinary people?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Yes, this device was originally developed for disobedient ordinary individuals. It was only accidentally discovered that it could issue commands to magically altered Zombies. It's much more convenient for use on humans; I even have a simplified version here," he replied with a knowing look.
"Then send me 100 sets of that simplified version when you can," the middle-aged man said, pressing the activation button.
A green light flashed and then vanished. The girl in the cage suddenly straightened up, her body rigid and upright. The damaged skin began to heal, quickly restoring her to a human appearance.
However, this was merely the initial effect of the Zombie Crystal's energy. Given enough time, she would revert to her ghastly form. For now, she stood before those Big Shots, her previously bloodless cheeks beginning to show signs of color.
"Still a beautiful girl!" remarked the middle-aged man as he began issuing a series of lewd commands.
These commands were in direct violation of the agreement signed by the Subject, leaving everyone stunned as they played out perfectly on her.
In the end, nearly everyone watched the Subject eagerly, already envisioning their own indulgences upon returning home. (To be continued)
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