A Grand Show to Start

Yu Xing was well aware of his own good looks.

But he understood even better that different species have different aesthetic standards. In the eyes of a virus, the entire "human" population might be ugly, so what difference would there be between beauty and ugliness?

Veil's excuse at this moment was just like what he saw in the retrospective: the virus was just trying to change its carrier before it died. Unlike the silent infection, the main body of this virus seemed to require physical contact to move.

The handover between Veil and her former superior was through a kiss.

For the virus to infect Yu Xing, it would need at least some close contact. Once it enters Yu Xing's body, its infectivity would likely increase significantly.

Moreover, it will have the opportunity to enter the Base One and directly begin infecting the highest level of human resistance.

We didn't do this proactively before because, firstly, the foundation of Base 51 was already quite solid and it was hard to abandon it, and secondly, entering Base One was too risky, as we didn't know if the screening intensity at Base One was even higher.

But now, if the virus wants to continue, this is the only option.

Veil tears welling up in her eyes, her tone filled with the sadness and resignation of defeat, she stared at Yu Xing with her beautiful eyes, trying to discern something from Yu Xing expression.

She believed she had a deep understanding of humanity; reproduction and survival were ingrained in human nature and difficult to resist.

Not to mention how exciting it can be for a man to see a strong woman showing weakness.

Yu Xing walked over.

He reached out and opened the office door, a strong smell of blood filling his nostrils.

The lights in the corridor flickered and hissed due to the interference of the vengeful spirits. Several corpses lay scattered on the ground, each with a grotesque and grotesque appearance.

"Look, you attacked me just now, but I didn't die." Yu Xing grabbed Veil's arm and pulled her to look down the corridor. "But quite a few of your secretaries are dead."

Secretaries were the most severely infected and had the strongest connection with the virus itself.

When Veil went berserk in the office, the secretaries naturally sensed it and, out of instinct to protect her, rushed towards the office, just as Veil let out that shriek.

Yu Xing could resist, but the secretaries already in the corridor were caught off guard and attacked by the delirious whispers through a wall.

Yu Xing released Veil, walked into the corridor, and squatted down to examine the body.

The corpses were still wearing suits or skirts, but by this time the fabric was torn in large pieces, and their necks, arms, and faces were covered with dense, bloody scratches from fingernails.

The bloodstains grew deeper and deeper until the fingernails tore through the skin of the neck, piercing the blood vessels and causing blood to spurt out, until finally the throats ruptured... The secretaries killed themselves.

This is a virus.

Even if brainwashed humans join the virus's side, they are nothing more than pawns that can be discarded at any time. The virus is not as intelligent as top-tier humans, but because of its ruthlessness and coldness, it survives better.

"You can so decisively abandon even people who are still valuable to you, so how could you be so heartbroken that you would only be willing to lose if you did that kind of thing with me?" Yu Xing's smile deepened, and she moved her fingertips.

Behind him, seeing this as a good opportunity to launch a sneak attack, Veil had silently moved behind him, holding a sharp dagger that she had somehow obtained.

Her thinking was simple: if the virus couldn't harm this human for the time being, then surely humanity could use its own methods? A sharp blade plunged into the head—no one could survive that.

Veil's dagger plunged down without hesitation, but it missed its target, instead sending a chill through her heart.

Veil's movements froze, and she slowly lowered her head, staring at the fist-sized black hole in her heart.

No... it hurts so much...

The virus itself, which never felt pain, let out a heart-wrenching scream, because strands of black lines, about to solidify, were filling the blood hole. Extremely fine threads, like capillaries, pierced into the flesh around the blood hole, penetrating deep into places that could not be seen.

She can no longer regenerate this heart!

As the black mist exploded, Veil followed suit, her bones, flesh, and tendons all losing their anchor, scattering like petals in the air.

"Gurgle..."

Only a round head survived, falling from the minced neck and rolling to Yu Xing's feet.

The eyes on his head showed no less venom, and his mouth continued to scream in agony, pleading, "I was wrong! I shouldn't have tried to fight one last time, please let me go!"

I had no other choice! I'm willing... I'm willing to listen to you from now on...

Yu Xing glanced at her.

Veil's eyes immediately lit up. "I'm very useful! You take me with you, and I'll help you control people. From then on, if you're unhappy with someone, you can control them to do bad things and then expose them. If you want someone, you can control them to obey. If you want to possess all of humanity, if we cooperate—no, if you take me with you!—possessing all of humanity will be possible sooner or later!"

"Please spare me! Don't let me die!"

Veil was straining her eyebrows, appearing extremely anxious; perhaps this was indeed a virus that feared death.

However, Yu Xing's gaze wasn't directed at her suggestion; Yu Xing was simply deep in thought.

He subdued Veil with a flick of his finger, effortlessly, and he began to have doubts.

How so.

Isn't this a 20-man dungeon only accessible to players with extremely low difficulty? And this is the boss?

Impossible, absolutely impossible. Although he has become much stronger after absorbing the power of the Ghost Tree, the problem is that he hasn't used his full strength yet.

If that's all Veil is capable of, every strategist who comes in could take her on one-on-one. How could she have survived until now, unless the other strategists are doing something miraculous?

Faced with the facts before her, Yu Xing had a sudden realization: she... must have a backup plan.

Thinking of this, Yu Xing narrowed her eyes. "Stop yelling, it's noisy. Put away your crooked thoughts. Now that you've lost your body, don't even think about running away again."

Veil's head revealed a sorrowful face.

"I'll say it again: I have a question for you. Answer it, and as for your fate, that depends on the sincerity of your answer."

Veil immediately replied, "Go ahead and ask."

Yu Xing didn't beat around the bush. "Where is the central hub?"

Veil: "... Why are you asking this?"

Yu Xing chuckled lightly, and black mist instantly spread from his hands to his head, emitting a corrosive sound, "Is now the time for you to retort?"

"Yes! In the subspace! Ahhhhhh—" Veil screamed, "But aren't you from the Base One?! Why do you need the central hub to send signals?! You should carry your own personal signal!"

"Unless you don't..."

Veil abruptly stopped speaking, her eyes widening in shock. "Unless you're not an officer of the Base One at all, you're a liar!"

Yu Xing lifted Veil's head slightly, feigning ignorance. "Didn't you say that on the radio a long time ago? Why are you only realizing it now?"

Veil: "..." At this moment, even while enduring pain and threats, she still wanted to curse.

Yu Xing shook her head. "What are the rules of subspaces? Explain them all at once, thank you very much."

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