Chapter 528 The Secret Lab
Chapter 528 The Secret Lab
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“Don’te in. Stay outside. If you get bitten, I won’t be able to do a thing for you,” Theresa said as she stepped into the passage.
“Beautiful, I’m not afraid.” Quentin followed without hesitation.
“Me neither.” Vinny, that stubborn girl, didn’t seem scared of zombies <b>at </b>all. She trailed right after Quentin.
Sage stayed silent, but he too went in.
Theresa led the way with her Aeroshield fully expanded, shlight in hand, cutting through the darkness ahead. The narrow tunnel sloped downward, its sides solid brick, the stairs old wood that creaked and banged with every step. Then, abruptly, the steps ended, and the sound of her boots echoed into open space.
Whaty before her stunned her–it was aboratory.
White research beds lined the room. Rows of dead ck screens sat atop research instruments. Two white file cabs leaned against the walls. On a white desk sat an open lockbox containing a single ampule of clear liquid.
fixed on the smallbel stuck to it: rows of abbreviations followed by a date-
Her eyes 08/09/2031.
Theresa’s heart jolted. That was the <i>day </i>the zombie virus outbreak began–four years ago.
Then came movement. From the corners, small, twisted figures sprang forward. A swarm of zombies appeared out of nowhere, jaws gaping as they hurled themselves at her.
“Arrrrghh…”
They crashed toward her, bloodied mouths open wide. The others behind Theresa shouted in rm, but she didn’t flinch. Instead, she charged straight into the pack.
The beam of the shlight flickered across the room. A sh of silver cut through the dark, and then came the shrick–high–pitched, agonized.
It sounded like a zombie, but there was something human in it too. Fear. Terror.
At once, a wave of overwhelming mental force burst across the chamber.
Sage, Quentin, and Vinny reeled as if struck by a hammer. Their fragile nerves felt pierced by
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a thousand needles, their skulls heavy and throbbing, their vision darkening until they could barely breathe.
Words caught in their throats, their nervous systems thrown into chaos.
Vinny clutched her head in agony. Quentin, whose nervous system was different from most, suffered even more. Even Sage, a Level 5 ability user with formidable mind power, was crushed beneath the psychic storm of a Level 6.
And then, a sharp, clear voice cut through it.
“That’s all you’ve got?”
Theresa withdrew her de. In an instant, the illusions and the storm pressing on their minds dissolved. Sage and Quentin forced their eyes open–just in time to see Theresa standing over the corpse of the Level 6 mental–type zombie, de dripping.
Against her, it had been hopeless. Its mental powers alone had been nothing but <i>a </i>gift- wrapped death. And with it came a prize: a gleamstone.
Theresa’s knife pried free a gleaming crystal the size of a baby’s fist, bright and wless.
A <i>Level </i><i>6 </i><i>mental</i><i>–</i><i>type </i><i>gleamstone</i><i>! </i>
She tucked the precious core into her domain, then strode to the desk. Lifting the ampule, she studied the words and the date again.
Most of the writing was abbreviations and scientific jargon, but one word stood out to her –“evolution.” And the date stamped above was unmistakable. It was the day the outbreak began.
Beneath the ampule, she pulled open the lockbox’s lowerpartment. Dozens of empty ampulesy within, their dates stretching back more than a year before the outbreak.
The sight left her reeling<i>. </i>Her mind buzzed, a single thought shing fast and sharp.
She turned <i>to </i>the dead body slumped nearby, its white coat smeared with decay. It wasn’t a dress–it was ab uniform. The <i>tag </i>still bore abel–No.3, S–Rank Evolver.
Realization hit.
This wasn’t just a hidden chamber–it was a researchb, one that had been experimenting on the zombie virus even before the apocalypse<i>. </i>The dated ampules showed injections carried out month after month, deliberately feeding some substance into the creature here.
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For a full year, it had been cultivated, bred like venom in a jar. That was how it had reached Level 6 so quickly, barely four years into the apocalypse.
Theresa’s brow furrowed tightly. She didn’t feel as though she’d found an answer. On the contrary, she was left with even more questions.
In herst life, she’d heard countless stories about the virus‘ origin. Everyone had a version, theories piled upon theories. But one thing she knew for certain–and had proven true herself.