A person becomes a god; starting with a super brain, scientific research becomes godlike.

Chris examined their situation more closely.

His pupils immediately contracted.

Because he saw his teammates undergoing rapid transformations.

Clearly, they were infected with the virus.

The people who attacked them did not kill them, but instead injected a virus into their bodies.

Chris was furious at the thought.

What's most infuriating is that they had no idea where the person had attacked them from.

Soon, the infected team members transformed into hideous monsters.

Clearly, this is yet another new type of virus.

Chris and his team had to painfully kill their mutated teammate.

But the person hiding in the shadows did not leave.

They had just dealt with their mutated teammates.

They then launched a sneak attack on them.

In the end, all of Chris's group, except for Chris himself, were wiped out.

Chris, due to his injury, forgot what happened that day and who attacked them.

This was a huge blow to Chris, who then quit Bass altogether.

Because of this, Rebecca even called him to comfort him.

But it's of no use.

Chris's sister, Claire, was unaware of what had happened to her brother.

At that moment, she had just disembarked from a plane at Will City International Airport.

She just flew in from Europe.

She now works for an organization called Save the Earth.

This organization is primarily related to environmental protection.

She wasn't in Will this time on a business trip, but to visit a friend here.

That was someone she had helped before.

The two agreed that she would come to visit her whenever she had free time.

She came here to keep an appointment.

After all, she happened to have a few days off.

Claire, unfortunately, didn't know where to go for her vacation.

I decided to come to Will City instead.

Claire had just gotten off the plane when she saw the people who had come to pick her up.

"Long time no see, Claire."

"You too, it's been a long time, Frannie." Claire gave Frannie a warm hug.

Franny is a Middle Eastern woman who is almost fifty years old; she is a middle-aged woman.

Claire had once helped her.

"Launi, this is Claire, say hello."

"Hello, Claire."

"Hello, little girl, your name is Laurie, right? What a lovely girl," Claire greeted Laurie Chora with a smile.

“Claire, Laurie is my niece, and her mother is my sister, but she had a bit of an accident.” Franny didn’t explain too clearly.

But Claire immediately understood what she meant.

His gaze toward Laurie immediately turned tender.

What a pitiful girl, losing her parents at such a young age.

For a moment, Claire was overcome with maternal instincts.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go. This is your first time in Will City, right? I'll show you around properly. Will City is really fun," Franny said, changing the subject.

It's clear that we shouldn't continue discussing the topic we just covered.

After all, we had just met.

Claire was also here for fun.

Talking about things that make you sad is too discouraging.

"Okay, let's go."

Just as she was about to leave, Franny suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable in her stomach, as if she was about to vomit.

"Um, Claire, I have a bit of an upset stomach. Could you please watch over Laurie for me while I go to the restroom?" With that, she jogged towards the restroom.

She was afraid that if she hesitated any longer, she would burst out laughing.

Claire found Frannie's comical antics somewhat amusing.

Then she looked at Laurie. "Laurie, may I call you that?"

"of course."

“Let’s go find a place to sit and wait for your aunt; she’ll probably be gone for a while,” Claire said.

“Mm.” Laurie nodded.

The two then found a place to sit down and waited for someone.

Not long after, Claire was drawn by a commotion.

Look up.

She saw a man with a protruding belly emerge, escorted by several men in black suits who were clearly bodyguards.

There were quite a few reporters standing nearby.

This immediately made her realize that the middle-aged man's identity was not simple.

A big star is definitely out of the question.

After all, with that kind of appearance, no one would hire him to make movies.

That leaves only one possibility: he is a government official.

"Congressman Davis, do you admit to the allegations circulating online that you accepted bribes and gave preferential treatment to certain companies?" A female reporter asked Ron Davis, holding a notepad.

“Beautiful lady, these words are clearly slander against me. As everyone knows, I do not own any villas or luxury cars, which means I have no money at all. How could I accept bribes? This must be a slander against me by someone.”

"Congressman Davis, what are your thoughts on the recent spate of biological and chemical terrorist attacks around the world? Do you think such a thing could happen in Wales?" another reporter asked.

“I don’t think that’s possible, after all, Will City has always been very safe.”

"What is your assessment of those who are protesting the government's inaction?"

"I...I'm sorry, I have something to do and I'm in a hurry. I'm sorry, this interview will have to end here." Ron Davis glanced at his watch.

Speak directly.

After saying that, he gestured to the bodyguards beside him to push the reporters away.

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They escorted him outside.

Claire found this scene somewhat amusing.

It wasn't because of Davis's words, but because of the comical way he spoke.

She felt it would be better for her to be a circus performer than a politician.

Claire looked away and glanced to the side.

But Laurie was nowhere to be found.

Claire was startled and immediately stood up.

Then they searched everywhere.

"Bad guy."

Davis was walking when he suddenly felt something hit his face.

It turned out to be a piece of paper.

The one who hit him was a little girl who looked only six or seven years old.

“You big bad guy,” Laurie shouted again.

Davis is no good person.