The Gene Virus

"SE virus?" Xu Huo repeated.

He'd already let the secret slip. Teacher Ai's expression turned grave as he looked at Xu Huo. "Who exactly are you?"

"Who else would I be?" Xu Huo smiled. "Just a Player trying to clear the Dungeon."

After a pause, he looked past Teacher Ai toward the retired security guard behind him. Holding Little Mushroom Cloud in his hand, he said, "I'm here for a friendly chat. How about we agree not to cause each other any trouble?"

Teacher Ai had seen the destructive power of Little Mushroom Cloud. He raised a hand to stop his companion. "Even if we could get away from him, we'd be badly hurt. Besides, neither of us knows whether the person standing in front of us is real or not."

The square-faced man looked puzzled, but Teacher Ai kept his eyes on Xu Huo. "When you escaped the training base, you used mental power. You can affect B-class players, so your Evolution level probably isn't just at the threshold, as you claimed."

Xu Huo nodded. "I like dealing with smart people. It saves a lot of trouble."

"W37 is hunting you. One of you is a former Player who's been disabled for years, and the other is a security worker retired from the Laboratory. I'm curious who you really are."

"But that's not what I care about most. I want to know about the SE virus."

"You're just here to clear a Dungeon. What use is that information to you?" Teacher Ai refused to give anything away.

"I'm a good person." Xu Huo's expression was calm, but his indifferent manner made his words hard to believe. "Clearing the Dungeon is one thing; spreading a virus is another. If the living sample really carries the SE virus you mentioned, I'll