"Intruder?" Raymond McMullen turned around and looked at the soldier standing before his desk, dressed in black from head to toe, even his head wrapped in a gas mask. His eyes showed a hint of confusion.
This was a Blackwatch base, one of the most powerful institutions in the United States government aside from the IRS. The security level of his GENTEC experimental facility was even higher than that of the White House.
He could understand there being an intruder, but an intruder had entered the DX-1118 pathogen laboratory. That was somewhat concerning.
"Were any reagents stolen?"
The soldier answered meticulously, "One vial of raw virus solution was stolen. The perpetrator has been identified. The two were not accomplices. The intruder we captured is an Asian man, currently detained in the test subject area."
Thinking of the failed products in the test subject area, Raymond McMullen shook his head, dismissed the soldier, and continued his research.
The base faced covert incursions from other countries at all times. Occasionally, a couple of little rats slipped into the base, but he did not pay them much attention.
Two hours later, a researcher in a white lab coat rushed excitedly into Raymond McMullen's office. Holding up a tablet in his hand, he exclaimed, "Chairman, we found the person we've been looking for! He... he's special!"
The researcher's excitement was palpable, and after a brief moment of stunned silence, Raymond McMullen also revealed an ecstatic expression.
Leaving the office, Raymond McMullen snatched the tablet away and scanned its contents rapidly. He asked excitedly, "We found someone who meets the requirements?"
"I don't know, but one of his genes is different from all of ours. Maybe this will be the key to a breakthrough in the experiment!" The researcher stood beside him, gesturing repeatedly across the tablet's screen, his body trembling with excitement.
As though he had imagined the experiment's success, a crazed look gradually crept across his rough face.
After studying the comparison chart, Raymond McMullen became somewhat interested as well. He tossed the tablet back to the researcher and took a white lab coat from the coat rack.
"Take me to see him!"
Two hours earlier...
After Li Wei used a newly copied Key to open his apartment's security door, he inexplicably appeared in a high-tech laboratory.
Before he could stand there in a daze for long, more than a dozen heavily armed bio-soldiers rushed in from outside and pointed their guns at him.
Faced with those gun barrels, real or not, he did not dare resist.
Just like that, before he could figure out what was going on, he was taken to a dark iron cell.
There were lights inside the cell, along with more than a dozen bizarre humanoid creatures that reeked from head to toe.
Li Wei thought they were people afflicted by some sort of plague. Remembering the gas-mask-wearing soldiers he had seen earlier, his face instantly turned livid.
He wanted to curse loudly, but after seeing the dozen or so swaying "patients" continuously approach him, he no longer felt like it.
Because those men and women, their bodies and faces covered in tumors, seemed to want to attack him!
They looked exactly like zombies from movies and TV shows, only uglier.
Watching the dozen obviously abnormal people slowly approach him, Li Wei warned them again in English. "Keep your distance! Don't make me defend myself! Stop!"
Those words passed through the surveillance camera in the corner and reached the people in the monitoring room and laboratory, immediately drawing laughter from the Blackwatch personnel.
After watching the footage, two Blackwatch soldiers who had been joking around in the monitoring room shouted, "Guys, we've got some entertainment!"
One of them then enlarged the feed and projected it onto the main screen, connecting the audio to the loudspeakers as well.
This was one of their occasional amusements. Reality was not a game, and they were not that rigid.
Seeing Li Wei surrounded by more than a dozen infected on the large screen, the remaining dozen or so Blackwatch soldiers set aside their work and watched with great interest.
One of them even took out a small blackboard and opened a betting pool.
"Betting on him lasting one minute pays 1.1, five minutes pays 1.5, ten minutes pays 2, and killing them all pays 5! If you want enough to buy a fresh pair of underwear, hurry up and place your bets. I'm going on leave next week!" The Blackwatch soldier holding the small blackboard quickly put together a simple betting board, enticing the others to wager.
But his shouting drew plenty of complaints.
"Bullshit! Can 1.1 odds even buy me a pair of underwear?"
"Everyone bet on one minute and make Hunter lose those floral underwear!"
"Screw you, I'm putting 30 points on five minutes!"
"That's dirty! Ten points on five minutes!"
"Pike, only ten points? Did you spend all your money on prostitutes?"
"F**k you!"
In the end, everyone placed a bet, mostly on one, five, or ten minutes. Hardly anyone believed he could kill them all.
Li Wei wore a black suit and, in their eyes, was a frail Asian man. Against more than a dozen infected, no one thought highly of his chances.
After the Blackwatch soldiers hurriedly finished placing their bets, Li Wei was finally forced into a corner of the iron cage on the surveillance feed.
After his repeated warnings went ignored, the dangerous glint in Li Wei's eyes grew fiercer. He shook out his hands and muttered, "Defensive counterattack... I'm acting in self-defense..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a female infected whose head was covered in tumors pounced at him. Li Wei let out a strange cry and kicked, sending her flying into two other infected and knocking all three into a heap.
Then his body shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow. He threw a punch at a somewhat short and fat infected, striking it squarely in the face. The seemingly weak but actually crushing blow knocked the short, fat infected down.
Before Li Wei could retract his fist, the infected, who had already formed a partial encirclement, swung their arms as if to slap him.
Relying on his greater agility and the delay in the infected's stiff movements, Li Wei dodged several times, avoiding every one of their seemingly light but actually heavy attacks.
If those blows landed on other infected, they knocked them straight down.
Since the situation could not be taken lightly, Li Wei no longer cared whether the virus on these infected could spread through contact. He grabbed one male infected by the arm and flung him away.
The man instantly crashed into two infected that had been preparing to attack, and all three toppled over together.
At that moment, Li Wei noticed that these people did not seem to fear pain. The female infected he had kicked away first climbed back up, while the short, fat infected he had knocked down with a heavy punch also rejoined the group attacking him.
Seeing this, Li Wei had no choice. After sighing, he began weaving through the infected. With no flashy moves, just boxing aided by a bit of sharp eyesight, every strike accurately hit an infected's throat.
His swift, precise fists and elbows snapped the infected's necks. Other than the short, fat infected, whose neck was covered in tumors and whom he did not dare touch there, Li Wei had already "subdued" all of them.
He tripped the last short, fat infected, then stomped down hard and crushed its brains.
Li Wei became increasingly certain that these things were zombies from film and television works, unless someone was playing a joke on him...
He had just gotten off work and left his company when he realized he had lost his Key. He found a locksmith, who made him a strange Key that looked like a toy. After opening his door, he walked into a freezing laboratory, leaving him completely bewildered.
He had been locked in a cage. It had been years since he had last fought, and now he had gotten into a fight again. But it had only been self-defense, so it should not count as disgracing Master Chen Hegao, right?
The plot of the Prototype world will undergo some changes, and parts of the setting have also been altered.
Explanation: The Redlight Virus was not the source of Blacklight's abilities in the second game. That was merely a translation error; the game never refers to a Redlight Virus.
Blacklight: A new virus of the prototype strain that continuously mutated from Elizabeth Greene, the mother.
The protagonist's abilities are a secondary setting. They are explained as another pathogen extracted from Elizabeth Greene's body, a new mother strain that underwent rapid evolution through human intervention.
Mother: A host capable of independently evolving the original virus into a new virus.
Elizabeth Greene, the Prototype mother, was likewise infected with the original DX-1118 A virus and became a mother due to her special constitution.
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