Chapter 198

[This is such a pleasant surprise (doge)]

[Specially delivered to surprise McCarthy, our Baby 1 perfectly nailed the gentlemanly act. Even old McCarthy is so satisfied he's speechless. Baby 1 is polite, Baby 1 is good, McCarthy doesn't respond, McCarthy is bad.]

[McCarthy: Do you want this surprise? Or should you respond? Is there no justice in this world?]

[Cool face but mischievous personality, I love this contrast!]

[McCarthy's gaze at our host: The Demon King has descended]

[Qin·Mowan Honmaru·Su]

[No, but Qin Su is there (grinning)]

That's hell.

Evan's stiff mind reacted instantly; he stepped in front of McCarthy, his movements swift as he reached for the weapon beside him.

Before his hand could even touch the weapon, Evan heard Qin Su's chilling sound.

"Don't move." Qin Su raised his weapon-wielding hand forward.

Evan: "?"

'Bang!'

The question mark in Evan's mind appeared at the same time as the sound of gunfire.

Whoosh--

The ball of light shot out from the weapon Qin Su had raised in his right hand in an instant.

A short, sharp sound pierced the skull, followed by a loud 'bang' as something exploded.

Evan's hand remained in a position where it didn't touch the weapon beside him. Before he could even see clearly how Qin Su had moved, he felt an explosive pain and instantly lost consciousness.

Thump...

Evan collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. McCarthy, who hadn't personally taken action in years and was shielded behind Evan, remained in his original position. He hadn't even had time to put his legs down from the desk. He blinked his gray eyes, his mouth slightly agape, looking at Evan's body—a headless body that had been killed by the force of the Particle Bullet —which had slammed onto his desk, his legs intimately touching Evan's. McCarthy's lips trembled, and he seemed to be nailed to the spot, his face pale and his eyes wide.

His exposed neck, face, and shoulders were splattered with a mixture of brain matter and blood from Evan's explosive explosion.

[Calculate the area of McCarthy's psychological trauma]

[Qin Su's sudden change of expression and killing was so unexpected; the blood almost splattered all over my face through the screen.]

[To be honest, this doesn't seem like a matter of just a few words. Qin Su's ruthless actions suggested that he never intended to let that guy named Evan live from the start. It's a bit scary.]

No one expected Qin Su to make a sudden move, leaving the Viewers somewhat bewildered.

Tick-tock...

Along with the sound of blood flowing from the headless neck sliding down the table, McCarthy heard Qin Su's voice, calm as if he were narrating an ordinary event.

"I told you not to move." In the very short time it took to speak, Qin Su casually put his weapon back at his side.

Evan is going to die sooner or later anyway, so sending him off early will allow him to be reincarnated sooner.

As expected, using targeted weapons, he could easily blow Evan's head off, as he was inside the Spaceship, had let his guard down, and wasn't wearing Visual Helmet.

Having successfully contributed to the opponent's reincarnation speed manually, Qin Su's gaze fell on Evan's body, which was completely unharmed despite being Combat Suit.

Although the helmet does not activate the entire Combat Suit's defense system, the Combat Suit itself also has certain physical defense attributes.

A small and convenient weapon like the one in his hand can penetrate, but it can't blow up an unprotected head in one go, creating a strong visual impact.

This left Qin Su feeling regretful.

Then it occurred to her that Evan hadn't had time to inject the Doom473 Virus and wouldn't become Living Dead immediately after death. Evan, who had ingested the Doom473 Virus through a nutrient solution during the war, would only become Living Dead an hour after death.

Just like what he heard being told to Flag over the Imperial Communication Channel, it didn't matter if he was Qin Su.

From the moment they decided to come to Leichakan, they disregarded their own lives, whether voluntarily or for various reasons such as the empire and their families.

To ensure no one would jeopardize his plans, McCarthy added a slow-acting version of the Doom 473 virus to the daily nutrient solutions his soldiers consumed during operations. While the effects weren't immediately apparent after injection, the Doom473 Virus was absorbed into the body and took effect an hour after death, turning the deceased into the Living Dead.

If a user consumes the Doom473 Virus for more than ten days without dying, they will become Living Dead on the eleventh day if they are not killed by external force.

This is why the Ossotalia Empire's army, anticipating that the Federation's Passageway would be completed in ten days, insisted on bringing forward the plan to inject all soldiers with the Virus.

Even without mass vaccination, they couldn't escape it.

Given that the Ossotalia Empire initiated the war, causing the deaths of countless local residents of Leichakan and soldiers who came to support it, he could not provide even a single Vaccine to anyone involved in the Ossotalia Empire.

Their fate was sealed from the very beginning.

The hour that Evan spent as Living Dead was enough for the Federation Army below, who were carrying out a rescue operation for the residents of the Visana Town.

"!"

In the blink of an eye, Evan's fate loomed large. McCarthy met Qin Su's cold gaze, his mind replaying Qin Su's words, and his voice trembled. "I didn't move!"

He certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to believe that Evan was shot dead by Qin Su because he moved.

Keeping one's word is a complete non-existent concept for Qin Su; his nature is to be unpredictable and change his mind faster than flipping through a book.

He was merely struggling desperately in this situation where the enemy was strong and he was weak, seeking a glimmer of hope.

"Don't worry." Qin Su strode through the heavy hatch and walked slowly towards McCarthy. "I won't kill you."

As a staunch supporter of Doom473 Virus research, McCarthy shouldn't have died so easily.

McCarthy and many others in the Ossotalia Empire believed that the Doom473 Virus would shatter the Federation's long-standing positive image in the eyes of the world, dragging Federation down to the same level as the Ossotalia Empire.

He needs to experience what it's like to be injected with the Doom473 Virus at the right time, only to find that things aren't as he expected.

Even though all the soldiers of the Osotaria Empire were injected with the Virus, he still could not achieve his goal.

McCarthy's eyes subtly shifted behind Qin Su, and looking around, he noticed red lights flashing incessantly along the way, each screen displaying the words 'Level One Warning'. He remained silent, not daring to utter a sound, "..."

He wasn't entirely at ease with this situation.

Buzz...

The familiar sound startled McCarthy. He glanced at Spaceship Passageway behind Qin Su for less than a second before the heavy hatch slammed shut.

As Qin Su walked towards him step by step, McCarthy, who was alone in the enclosed space with no other living person besides himself and Qin Su, tried his best to remain calm and belatedly looked at his crossed legs.

He vividly remembered Qin Su's warning words, "Don't move," and maintained his awkward posture, cautiously watching Qin Su, trying hard to control the urge to take his legs off the desk.

Listening to the conversations between the soldiers conducting their mission in the Visana Town over the Full-Band Communication, Qin Su ignored McCarthy's nervousness, casually walked up to McCarthy, and gently tapped on a clean spot on the table that wasn't stained with blood. "Excuse me."

This was McCarthy's final journey. He was a fanatical believer in the Doom473 Virus and intended to use it, along with his own death, to usher in a new chapter for the world. His trip was extremely extravagant.

The entire office was filled with the scent of countless fine wines that Qin Su had secretly studied in private. The smell was even stronger where McCarthy was sitting, a jumble of unpleasant odors.

The most comfortable chair McCarthy sat in wasn't the one McCarthy was in, but his position was at the center of the room, the 'master seat' symbolizing absolute control.

Waiting for nearly an hour was too long. Considering the authoritative position he held on the comic page and the aesthetic appeal of the artwork, Qin Su had no choice but to choose this place as his waiting spot.

The sound of the door being knocked wasn't loud, but it felt like heavy hammer blows to his heart. McCarthy's heart pounded like a drum, but upon hearing Qin Su's words, he felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He repeatedly said "okay" and carefully and quickly put his legs down.

Qin Su told him to move, so it wasn't considered reckless. Besides, maintaining that comfortable and unrestrained posture from before Qin Su arrived would only make it more difficult for him to resist after Qin Su came, which would be detrimental to him in every way.

McCarthy steadied himself, not daring to touch any weapon in front of Qin Su. He quickly moved aside, remembering that Evan had just been shot in the head by Qin Su after making a move. He didn't dare to raise his hands under Qin Su's nose, but feigned obedience and extreme fear, saying, "Please, please."

With the head seat vacant, Qin Su sat down confidently, leaning back naturally in his chair, and pulled out the office equipment that originally belonged to McCarthy.

Countless pages glowing with Green √ light instantly unfolded and spread out, almost covering the entire desk.

McCarthy hadn't forgotten the fact that there was no one outside when he had sneaked a peek earlier. He calmly looked at the Electronic Eye surveillance footage of the Spaceship's interior and exterior on the light screen. Although he still didn't know how Qin Su had arrived here unharmed, seeing that everything was normal except for his own location, his anxiety eased slightly.

Fortunately, other places haven't been...

Before the thought could even form, the scene shifted, and McCarthy saw the real scene where the entire encampment was under Qin Su's control.

"...?!"

To show McCarthy what he should see, thus increasing McCarthy's anxiety, Qin Su's gaze remained fixed on the screen as he bluntly ordered, "Clean it up."

Although he didn't touch it, the headless corpse that would rise from the Living Dead and continue walking in an hour was lying right under his nose, which was quite eerie.

"!"

"Yes."

McCarthy suppressed his excitement at the favorable news, moved Evan's body off the large desk, and deliberately placed it beside him. He himself stood closer to the detonation point than Qin Su.

The fact that his entire army, including himself, had consumed the Virus was something no one else knew. Since the entire encampment was under Qin Su's control, he could no longer regain control through the Neural Link and could only patiently wait for an opportunity.

Evan's resurrection would be a perfect opportunity. He would kick him towards Qin Su, using him to distract Qin Su, while he himself would take the opportunity to reach the manual detonation point and blow up the entire Spaceship before Qin Su could turn around.

Qin Su is hailed as the future of the Federation. Compared to the conspiracy that plunges the Federation into the same quagmire as Digu, destroying Qin Su is more worthy of the entire Ossotalia Empire erecting a statue in his honor.

Before that, he might have suffered some...

"Sit down."

The screen was about to extend to McCarthy's location, and Qin Su didn't really want to be able to see McCarthy's head while openly copying data.

McCarthy had barely finished laying Evan's body down when he straightened up and heard Qin Su speaking in an inhuman voice... something polite?

"?"

"... yes."

The situation was pressing, and McCarthy, who didn't believe Qin Su would make him sit down, remained seated.

As McCarthy sat down, he caught a glimpse of the spot where he had just been standing, which was now filled with several light screens.

McCarthy: "?"

'It can't be that they find me in their way, can it?'

'No, no, no, that reason is too abstract; it can't possibly be true.'

The more Qin Su did this, the more unpredictable McCarthy became, and the more McCarthy couldn't figure out what Qin Su was up to, the more uneasy he felt.

McCarthy, who hadn't experienced sitting on the ground for a long time, felt extremely irritable. According to his own logic, if he were to advance unimpeded to the enemy's rear, he would not hesitate to kill the henchmen like Qin Su did, leaving only the most important people, and then torture them on the spot or taken back.

Qin Su simply sat down casually, seemingly not intending to take any measures to detain him, and even let him sit down too?

McCarthy firmly refused to believe this incredible turn of events.

With McCarthy's unsightly upper body gone, Qin Su seized the opportunity to utilize and copy McCarthy's login information and permissions on this Spaceship. Following the clues, he investigated many secrets of the Ossotalia Empire that he could not access on his own and that required expending a large amount of Life Points to exchange for through the system.

Although the free stuff is time-consuming and laborious, it's not life-threatening. There's still enough time, so Qin Su slowly 'nibbled' at it, and his mood index soared.

Qin Su, seemingly immersed in his own world, was actually keeping a close eye on McCarthy's every move.

McCarthy barely dared to breathe; the enclosed space was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

As time continued to pass, every second that Qin Su ignored him was agonizing for McCarthy, and the emotions he had initially managed to maintain gradually crumbled.

They even began to resent the guy named Xuan Jingcheng that Evan had mentioned, for not telling them such an important piece of news as Qin Su from Fourth Military Academy Class of 26 Class 6 would also be present in Leichakan.

The only thing that made McCarthy feel slightly better was that when Evan took Aldrich from Xuan Jingcheng, he added the Doom473 Virus to the tattered, obviously Leichakan- provided nutrient solution bottles with everyone's names on them.

They had to die, and Xuan Jingcheng, who had defected and become one of them, naturally couldn't be left behind. They had to face death together and use this grand death to write a new chapter for the Ossotalia Empire.

"Group Leader He, I've cleaned it up. To prepare for the operation later, take a sip to refresh yourself... sneezes..."

At the same time, in the Y-76 Group in Venus Town, where He Muzhi was the group leader, Xuan Jingcheng, an unofficial member of the group, seized the opportunity when He Muzhi swallowed his throat as if he was extremely thirsty. He pretended to wipe his nutrient solution bottle and handed it to He Muzhi, and then sneezed loudly in front of He Muzhi and the nutrient solution bottle he was handing over.

Xuan Jingcheng: "..."

He Muzhi: "..."

A suffocating awkwardness spread through the Warship as it returned, carrying yet another group of residents rescued from the Visana Town.

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I'll add another chapter tomorrow during the day. Goodnight.