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Date: October 7th
"Ugh, how could something like this appear here!" Yang Xiaoyou's face was quite grim. The infection incident at Pudong Airport had completely taken a turn, yet here they were confronted with this lingering menace.
Beside him, Nobunaga Hideyoshi's expression was no better. They both felt utterly powerless regarding the woman behind them who had finally stopped screaming.
Without any weapons, there was no way for them to save each other in such an environment.
Yang Xiaoyou, who had a thorough understanding of the Corpse, knew well that if a large-scale infection broke out, there would indeed be many Corpse on the streets. However, given their abilities, they were not particularly frightening. As long as there were no brainless individuals gathering the Corpse together into a dense horde, there would be plenty of space to evade them.
But the situation they faced now was the most terrifying. In the narrow corridor, with the Corpse appearing one after another, the total number might not seem too overwhelming at first glance.
However, if they couldn't kill them faster than they advanced, they would eventually be completely surrounded. At that point, no matter how skilled they were, being squeezed into a confined space would lead to significant trouble.
In his memory, he had been scratched by the Corpse more times than he could count, far exceeding the number of times he had been injured by those with overwhelming combat power. It wasn't that his antibodies were stronger than those of ordinary people; combined with the Vaccine that enhanced his resistance, he could have easily become one of them after being scratched.
But right now, he had no Vaccine or anything like it on him. Even the risk of being scratched by an ordinary Corpse was immense. Moreover, once truly surrounded, it wouldn't just be a simple scratch.
In the dimly lit corridor, sounds of knocking echoed from both sides. The chaotic and disorderly noises were exceptionally grating and felt quite terrifying knowing what lay behind them.
At this moment, Yang Xiaoyou and Nobunaga Hideyoshi ignored the commotion around them and sprinted toward a relatively open area ahead.
"Bang!"
Just as they were about to reach their target area, the doors to two offices in front of them were suddenly flung open.
Seeing the swaying Corpse that stumbled out from behind the door, Nobunaga Hideyoshi stepped forward and swung an axe directly at its neck.
A spray of thickened blood erupted forth, creating a gruesome sight.
At the same time, Yang Xiaoyou slipped through the gap, darting past the Corpse that had emerged from behind.
Nobunaga Hideyoshi, who had been worried about Yang Xiaoyou's skills, felt a wave of relief wash over him upon seeing how smoothly he maneuvered. Indeed, he was worthy of having escaped from Kapa City on his own.
However, just as Nobunaga Hideyoshi decapitated another Corpse that had come too close and continued to follow Yang Xiaoyou forward, disaster struck. The office at the last corner suddenly erupted as the entire wall shattered, and six or seven Corpses tumbled out, completely blocking their path.
Seeing this change, Nobunaga Hideyoshi's expression shifted dramatically. Even with his abilities, getting past six or seven Corpses so close together without being harmed would be extremely difficult.
"Damn it! What is this?!" Just as his heart sank, he heard Yang Xiaoyou cursing nearby.
Then, what unfolded before him left him utterly shocked—something almost unbelievable!
The seemingly frail Yang Xiaoyou suddenly erupted with a wild energy, transforming into a savage beast. His arms bulged with muscle as if they were bursting out of his clothes.
With a powerful push against the ground, he tore through the carpet with sheer force, kicking up dust all around him. In an instant, he vanished from sight, darting through the Horde like lightning.
As he passed through the Horde, a flurry of silver streaks danced in the air, creating sharp sounds that sliced through the atmosphere.
When Yang Xiaoyou finally came to a stop, the Corpses that had been wobbling after breaking through seemed to freeze in place. Then, their heads detached from their bodies and fell to the ground amidst the debris.
Startled by this sudden spectacle, Nobunaga Hideyoshi nearly lost focus and was almost caught by a Corpse from behind. He quickly swung his axe to eliminate the threat before turning to look at the panting Yang Xiaoyou with a rather strange expression as he approached his side.
"Very good!
Quite good!
Extremely good!
***!
Are you trying to mess with me?
I'll play with you slowly!"
Originally, I was just blending into the Hive Security Company under the guise of being Nobunaga Hideyoshi's brother, but now the plan has been completely disrupted. The wicked fire within Yang Xiaoyou's heart has nowhere to vent.
Seeing Nobunaga Hideyoshi's strange gaze, Yang Xiaoyou shot him a glare and said, "What are you staring at? Never seen a man before? If you don't want to die, just behave yourself. I can't stand that disgusting stuff from the last prison."
The city had not erupted with the virus; the only explanation is that this is the original outbreak location. The only thing that could trigger a virus outbreak, aside from the Virus Sample source, must be **!
"Uh, um, you really are surprisingly young. No wonder you're using a helmet." At this moment, if Nobunaga Hideyoshi still didn't realize that the person in front of him was his rather inconvenient employer, he might as well go bang his head against a wall.
Suddenly hit by this shock, Nobunaga Hideyoshi found it hard to digest. Usually quite sharp-minded, he now felt a bit muddled in his thoughts. The contrast was too jarring for Heart to handle.
One who is always ahead of the curve, calculating without error—now all arrangements had been flawless, consistently correct, and personally powerful.
And then there was the weak-looking student in front of him, with delicate features and an air of innocence.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, there was no way Nobunaga Hideyoshi could have connected these two individuals as one person; he wouldn't even entertain the slightest doubt.
After barely regaining his composure, Nobunaga Hideyoshi still felt a bit strange; the expression on his handsome face made him appear quite amusing.
Given the abilities that Aser had just displayed, it was completely feasible for him to protect himself. The main reason for his outburst was likely to save himself. Thinking of this, Nobunaga Hideyoshi felt a bit touched; it seemed that Aser truly believed in him.
"This isn't the time for such talk," Yang Xiaoyou said. After closing his eyes and twitching his ears, he suddenly opened them, revealing a glimmer of determination. He then charged into a nearby conference room with Nobunaga Hideyoshi, shutting the door behind them.
Inside the conference room, everything was bathed in crimson. A figure was hunched over several corpses, gnawing on something.
Upon seeing the figure's clothing and silhouette, Yang Xiaoyou's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness. "Who has the energy to target us? So it's you, fellow. Tsk tsk, you've managed to turn yourself into something neither human nor ghost. Quite an achievement."
After chewing on whatever it was for a while, the figure abruptly turned its head 180 degrees, revealing a grotesque face that still bore some resemblance to Sun Jun.
"Yang Xiaoyou! Yang Xiaoyou! Yang Xiaoyou! Yang Xiaoyou! Yang Xiaoyou!" Upon seeing Yang Xiaoyou before him, the figure began to repeat his name incessantly, each utterance filled with gritted teeth and growing hatred, as if its sanity was slipping away.
"It's me. Do you want to kill me? Then come at me," Yang Xiaoyou replied coldly, his eyes filled with icy resolve. Any scum, no matter how weak or insignificant they seemed, posed an increased threat once they transformed into monsters.
Particularly since a significant part of their obsession likely revolved around him; he might very well be the direct reason they could come back—not simply dying and becoming a corpse but transforming into something more sinister.
Monsters were difficult to deal with and incredibly troublesome, but this one before him had to die!
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