Miss Justice is not motivated

"However, I might be lying to you..."

……

On the other side, He Sanjin failed to capture Elizabeth, and since the infection had not yet broken out, he could not obtain the supplement that would allow Alex to evolve rapidly. However, considering his safety, he ultimately had to return empty-handed.

As the protagonist of the original story, the Blacklight virus possesses self-awareness. Alex quickly recovered from the situation and regained his composure.

Numerous memories and three different identities were intertwined, but one emotion within Alex's heart was amplified threefold, impossible to erase. At that moment, he made his decision.

"I need to go find Dana, please." No matter what, she absolutely cannot be involved in this mess; this was Alex's most steadfast thought.

“Okay, of course, no problem.” He Sanjin naturally wouldn’t reject Alex’s idea; on the contrary, he was happy that his senior had made this decision. Because if it were Alex, he would definitely protect Dana.

As for this character who isn't particularly important in the original work, let's just keep her. After all, to Alex, she's at most a pet.

"Then let's go now." A red light appeared on his body without his knowledge. Before Alex could jump out of the abandoned factory, He Sanjin grabbed him.

“Don’t rush, let’s wait until the infection breaks out before we go.” He Sanjin pointed to Alex and himself and continued, “That way we can avoid being noticed. You and I are too conspicuous as targets, and we’ll be easily spotted.”

For safety reasons, He Sanjin deliberately found a passerby on the road and injected him with the Blacklight Virus, forcibly catalyzing him into an evolved form, and then arranged for him to go to Dana's location to keep watch.

After considering it for a moment, Alex agreed with He Sanjin's statement.

Chapter Nineteen: Clash

A meaningless howl rang out, and a large number of infected people appeared on the streets. Most of them were infected by drinking water contaminated with the virus. Although they had completely lost consciousness, they retained a certain degree of instinct and simple intelligence, had a greater need and craving for meat, possessed a strong sense of aggression, and had an extremely keen sense of smell.

Furthermore, this virus also causes these infected individuals to consume energy to regenerate and replenish essential body tissues. In addition, they are extremely resilient; as long as their brains are not completely destroyed, they can still carry out offensive actions.

While making notes in his notebook, Zote observed the infected individuals, preparing to adjust his strategy and assess the impact of the virus as needed.

Elizabeth did not follow; she communicated with Zott solely through telepathy. As the subject of the Hive Consciousness, her work was far from easy; she not only manipulated the infected but also sought to spread the infection.

"What...this is...no...ahhhhh!" A drunk man who had been thrown out of the bar stared blankly at the group of corpses in front of him. He paused for a moment, then tried to open the bar door and run back in with great fear.

But the infected man at the front lunged forward and grabbed the drunkard, opening his exposed teeth and tearing at the flesh, swallowing the chunk of meat dripping with bright red juice.

"NO! Please! Help! Help!"

The drunkard instantly sobered up, his cloudy eyes widening. The pain of his flesh being torn apart contorted his expression, and he let out a hysterical howl. But more infected surged forward, completely drowning out his voice.

"This is a bit troublesome. If it's just one person, they'll probably be eaten up in no time." Zote noted this down and passed the information on to Elizabeth.

Meanwhile, a brighter infected, who had also failed to grab any food, placed his hand on the doorknob and forcefully pulled on the locked door. He then ripped the door open and led the horde of zombies into the underground bar.

"Skeleton Mage, Spirit Gathering Technique." With just a simple word, Zot reached out and grabbed. The skeleton that had been completely devoured stood up, moved its hands, and then created a white bone staff and a tattered black robe.

The Skeleton Mage, needless to say, is the signature skill of the Necromancer in the Diablo series. Its main characteristic is the ability to use curses and weakening spells, while the Spirit Summoning spell is used to enhance the effects of resurrected undead.

The skeleton mage slightly stretched its neck, then raised its bone staff. As a faint green will-o'-the-wisp appeared, a sound of flesh and bone separating echoed from the underground bar, and a white-haired skeleton mage emerged.

Zot nodded slightly, not particularly concerned about these things. Summoning skeleton soldiers was simply not worthwhile; their strength was really not that great. If it weren't for the skeleton mage's blessing and assistance, the skeleton soldiers probably couldn't even defeat the infected.

Therefore, he chose the Skeleton Mage, who could be a magic-based class. Most of these mages could use some simple and practical spells, such as Fear, Negative Energy Release, Corpse Explosion, Soul Worms, and Manipulating the Undead.

Using the necromancy of the puppet eagle eye, Zot manipulated the undead birds to circle in the sky, observing everything from above.

Is this all the troops we have? It probably wouldn't be enough to fight a regular army… Zot was somewhat dissatisfied, but he still felt his demands were a bit too much. After all, this was only the initial stage of the infection outbreak; expecting high-level troops like Hunters or Hydra Tentacles…

Before Zote could finish his thought, several infected creatures with bulging muscles and completely degenerated eyes jumped in from a distance. Their fur had all fallen out, and with their exaggerated size, they looked just like skinned grizzly bears.

"...Is it because the virus has changed?" He couldn't help but purse his lips, but since it was true, Zote would gladly accept it. He made a grabbing motion from dozens of meters away, and the hunters seemed to sense it and jumped over, looking extremely docile.

"They should be here soon, right?" Looking at the streets that had been completely transformed into hell, Zote was quite satisfied with the growth of the infected army.

"You guys, grab this guy out." Zot gestured to the hunter beside him to grab a special infected creature from the horde, and then carefully examined the infected creature.

Unlike normal infected creatures, this one had an abnormally swollen abdomen, as if it were stuffed with dozens of kilograms of weight. But when the hunter's claws touched it, they nearly pierced it.

"It's... gas?" Zote's eyes lit up. He gestured to the hunter to throw the explosive infected gas towards the window of a building fifty meters away. Puppet Eagle Eye had observed that a large number of infected were concentrated on this floor.

Because the first floor entrance was sealed off, the building has remained unconquered by the infected. Upon hearing Zote's words, the hunter, without hesitation, forcefully hurled the infected he was holding towards the building!

The rapidly flying infected creature wailed as it burst through the glass window, its swollen abdomen torn apart by the intense impact. Its entire body was blasted to pieces by the explosive force, and a large green cloud burst forth, rapidly expanding and instantly engulfing the area.

The survivors were instantly wiped out, but the shattered flesh did not immediately lose its vitality. Instead, it attached itself to the survivors, modifying their bodily systems and causing them to continuously release large amounts of green cloud, just like a machine that never stops running.

"So that's its effect?" Zote was slightly surprised. He carefully observed the infected group and found that there were indeed several infected that looked like this. He then directed the hunters beside him to throw them far away, like scattering seeds.

This virus is so convenient... Originally, Zote was wondering if he should use Poison Cloud or Corpse Explosion to help spread the infection, but now it seems completely unnecessary.

Just as Zot's thoughts began to wander, the sound of perfectly synchronized footsteps echoed from afar. Under the command of his personnel, a defensive line constructed of sandbags and barbed wire quickly took shape. Mounted atop it were not small arms, but M60E3 machine guns with a rate of fire of 550 RPM. Nearby, Hydra soldiers armed with grenade launchers prepared to blast the infected apart.

This uniform... doesn't it look a little off?

Chapter Twenty: Self-Awareness

In various works, the power of firearms is often downplayed, a typical example being a certain World War... But in reality, the power of firearms is quite excellent, a fact that Zott, a necromancer, is well aware of.

And for some unknown reason, the number of infected individuals is less than expected...

It's impossible to spread the infection by relying on these zombie-like hordes. Even Alex, the protagonist of the original work, would be injured by Blackwatch's light-fire rifles. Although the virus improved by Mu Qiuhua is quite excellent, its average combat strength is far lower than that of the protagonist in the original work.

In this situation, facing the firepower of a light machine gun... it's not easy to hit a charging horde of corpses with a rifle, but against large-scale fire suppression, it's an instant crushing victory. The .50 caliber heavy machine gun of World War II had a sight range of 2300 meters, and the M60E3 machine gun used by Hydra at this moment far surpassed it in both range and power.

"Hold the line and report when you need to change magazines." When he saw that a light machine gun was about to run out of magazines, the Hydra squad leader immediately ordered the other soldiers with rifles to increase their firepower to fill the gap.

"Yes, Sir!" Under the captain's command, the Hydra soldiers, numbering only a dozen or so, managed to hold off thousands of infected. Large numbers of corpses piled up a hundred meters away, forming an absolute dividing line.

Bullets do not leave only a small hole the size of a finger when they hit an infected person. When the bullet penetrates the human body, it creates a horrific wound that is several times or even ten times larger than the diameter of the bullet due to the cavity effect.

Faced with these exaggerated wounds, the infected bodies began to heal rapidly, but regenerating such a large amount of flesh and blood was not something that could be done in a short time.

Large numbers of infected instantly collapsed to their knees. Before they could crawl toward the defensive line, several incendiary bombs landed, setting them all ablaze. The area in front of the defensive line was instantly engulfed in flames; whether standing or crawling, all were ignited by the intense heat.

Two hundred meters is not a long distance for infected beings, but at this moment it is an insurmountable distance. The double defense line constructed of bullets, grenades, and incendiary bombs is enough to wipe out all these hundreds of infected beings.

"I just hate biohazard stories set in modern times." Zote curled his lip, knowing that if he didn't intervene, these infected would probably be wiped out completely. He moved his fingers, directing the skeleton mage mixed among the infected to cast a spell.

Hydra soldiers are equipped with excellent protective gear. Their helmets, made of fiber-reinforced composite materials, weigh only one-third as much as ordinary equipment but have five times the pressure resistance.

The mask has also undergone gunshot testing and is effective in blocking external attacks. Furthermore, the mask can cover the entire head to cushion the impact on the brain when the head is hit.

However, this is merely a defense within the conventional range; when faced with supernatural attacks, such protection is utterly ineffective.

A dazzling green will-o'-the-wisp ignited within the skulls of the skeleton mages as they harmonized their magic and resonated with each other through their souls.

Mass Terror Spell! X5, in groups of five, twenty-five skeleton mages simultaneously cast Mass Terror Spell, a level two spell. The invocation of negative mana caused the will-o'-the-wisps within their skulls to ignite rapidly, followed by an invisible mental wave that spread outwards.

As a Hydra soldier pulled the pin to throw an incendiary bomb for a human barbecue, he was suddenly gripped by intense fear.

Without any apparent reason, and without any auditory or visual hallucinations, his nerves naturally tensed up, his previously focused attention instantly scattered, and the soldier lost control of his actions, his hand gripping the incendiary bomb... slipped.

The area within the defensive line was instantly engulfed in flames. The uniforms worn by the Hydra soldiers were specially designed to withstand biting and impacts, but the trade-off was poor breathability and extremely poor heat dissipation.

Fear can be overcome through long-term training, but not all fears can be overcome through training. For example, slowly lowering a needle into a person's eye, or locking them in a solitary confinement cell, or even... flames.

"Damn it! All of you..." The Hydra squad leader was resolute; he only panicked for a second in the face of the mass terror spell before quickly regaining his composure and preparing to stabilize the morale of his men. But Zot had already figured out that he was the leader and directly ordered the hunters to jump down from the heights and pounce on him. As long as they took him down, the squad would be finished.

"Get out of my way!" However, this squad member was not Heller, and his resistance was meaningless to the hunter. Especially since Zoet had specifically restrained the hunter's hands when he jumped down, preventing him from firing a shot.

The reinforced helmet creaked under the hunter's teeth, but was quickly torn apart. The hunter, very interested in his physically fit prey, pounced on him and began to feast.

Under the command of the skeleton mage, the infected swiftly surged forward, tearing through the defenses and devouring all the Hydra soldiers.

Despite resolving the battle, Zot was far from satisfied. The enemy was merely a small squad of a few dozen men, without even deploying tanks or helicopters. Without hunters, these infected were utterly useless…

"!" Someone's coming! Zote noticed a life form with immense energy rapidly approaching from the distant street. The creature was moving at an extremely fast speed, almost at the speed of sound.

"Good heavens, this vitality... Let's test its quality then." He pressed his hand on the ground, and a spatial rift appeared in the concrete in front of Zote, followed by a coffin slowly rising up. "Let's see how it performs then."

The coffin opened a crack, and a tall, thin man slowly emerged. His skin was slightly withered, but his muscles were quite bulging, with inconspicuous bulges on his back, shoulders, tailbone, and chest.

Besides these, the man also had a black belt around his waist, with a creature head with purple compound eyes in the center and a handle on each side.

“Go, Sigma.” Zot was quite satisfied with the first product he had debugged, after all, the corpse had three different bloodlines at the same time.

Chapter Twenty-One: Infected Police, Deployed!

They chatted all night, passing the time with trivial conversations, but both Baina and Latia felt a deep sense of familiarity. It was... the person before them felt strangely familiar.

Neither of them could explain where that familiar feeling came from, but they had no intention of getting to the bottom of it. Anyway, as things stand now... it's pretty good.

“There’s movement.” Bai Aina raised her head and looked into the distance. Within her exaggeratedly large 'circle,' she successfully sensed other types of life forms entering the area, their numbers... around several thousand.

So they still couldn't make it? There were even this many. Feeling displeased, Baina stood up and opened the window.

“Yes, infected individuals have appeared, and… in more than one place.” Pointing to the news report on television, Ladia stood up and said. “Then, I’ll take charge of this area. I’ll leave the other side to you.”

"Leave it to me." With a smile on her lips, Bai Aina lightly leaped forward, walking on air as if on flat ground, and disappeared into the distance.

Seeing this, Latia didn't say anything more, but instead carried the box and left through the gate in a proper manner.

I hope I'll find a worthy opponent. I really want to test how strong I am... Bai Aina moves through the air using Moonwalk, her speed is extremely fast, and every time she steps on the air, a conspicuous shockwave spreads outwards.

The crowd has already begun to disperse... Bai Aina, who had opened her 'round', noticed that the crowd had begun to disperse and was being guided to a safe area by a group of soldiers in green uniforms.

And that uniform really is Hydra! But to actually take the initiative to do this kind of evacuation... I should say he's truly a loyal and patriotic savior, right? After a small internal monologue, Bai Aina stepped into thin air again.

This time was different from before. Baina could clearly feel that her feet were sinking into a muddy swamp. For an ordinary person, this might be very inconvenient, but having undergone rigorous training in the sea, she had reached an extraordinary level in the use of strength.

Moreover... there were sounds of battle not far away. Were they infected and an army? With this in mind, she quickened her pace.

"Moon Step, Great Stomp." After gathering her power, she simply stepped forward, unleashing a violent shockwave beneath her feet. The glass between the buildings shattered, and Bai Aina, relying on this reaction force, was already over a hundred meters away.

But Bai Aina noticed a striking black-haired man standing on the rooftop of a building not far away. His eyes were unfocused, his body temperature was below normal, and he wore a silver belt with a handle around his waist.

Upon noticing Bai Aina's arrival, red substances surged from various parts of the man's body, covering his skin and forming a scarlet full-body armor.

Looking at Sigma in the distance, Zot recalled how difficult it was to create a Fear Knight... Fortunately, it did not disappoint him.

The initial reason for choosing the kagune was that although it wasn't very strong, it had good flexibility and was very suitable for ghouls to use...

Immediately afterwards, the black-haired man placed his hand on the handle of his belt, and then... he started to spin it forcefully!

"SI·G·MA!" As the handle rotated, a simple and unadorned electronic English sound effect rang out, and a deep purple bio-energy wave instantly erupted, tearing the ground beneath their feet into cracks.

The later implanted Amazons cells possess extremely strong explosive power and excellent defensive bio-armor. Although their basic strength is somewhat lacking and their regenerative ability is somewhat deficient, this can be made up for by transplanting demon flesh and blood.

As the shockwave dissipated, a knight appeared, clad in silver exoskeleton armor, with parts of his chest plate and face stained orange, and countless grotesque bone spurs sprouting from his shoulders and back. His purple compound eyes gleamed menacingly. As the transformation was complete, he crouched low, gathering his power, and then charged towards Bai Aina like a cannonball, the building beneath his feet exploding from the force of the impact.

"Shell Break Leg!" Sigma unleashed a deadly move, instantly activating and burning the Amazons within his body. An immense power reverberated, ultimately concentrating entirely on his right leg. This clean and decisive sweep, carrying the terrifying force of wind and thunder, kicked directly at Baina. A large amount of air was even formed into an air cannon and blasted towards her with this kick.