The biting cold in the cryogenic chamber hissed, forming a sharp contrast with the heat raging in Mou Xuan's blood vessels.

He inserted the inhibitor, and a surge of power surged through his body, and a brief sense of victory came over him... Then, chaos fell.

He, a ghostly figure in ragged medical uniform, seemed to appear out of thin air.

Her eyes were shining with desperation as she locked her gaze with his.

Before he could react, the syringe pierced his neck and a burning pain exploded inside his body.

"Use my...blood as a carrier!" she said hoarsely, her voice weak and broken.

What the hell is this… ?

Before he could fully process her words, the golden lines began to devour her suit like greedy vines.

They flickered and twisted, forming an unholy tapestry of light and shadow.

It's like watching someone get devoured by a swarm of golden fireflies, only much worse than that.

There was an unsettling energy in the air, the metallic smell of blood mixed with an ozone-like odor he couldn't place.

Meng, face as pale as paper, stumbled back, a choked cry bursting from his throat.

"The virus is reorganizing everything..." His words came to an abrupt end, drowned out by the increasingly noisy voices.

The high-pitched wail of the lab alarm distorted and morphed into a truly unsettling sound—the creepy, high-pitched laugh of a baby.

A baby?

In this hellish place?

No, this is no ordinary baby.

This is something...something else.

The world seemed to start tilting.

Mou Xuan's vision blurred and his pupils contracted, reflecting the golden lines that were now crawling across his eyes.

He felt a horrible connection, an eerie resonance with something… ancient.

"Chen Yao's quantum state is guiding the virus..." He choked up as he spoke these words, the words tasted as bitter as ashes in his mouth.

The whole thing was heading towards a crazy situation he had never imagined.

Suddenly, a drop of Zou's blood hovered in the air, flashing with light.

Then another drop, and another, and they came together, spinning like a strange ballet, forming an ethereal key that shimmered with light.

"There is a living specimen...under the Governor's Mansion..." Bloody Key whispered, and the voice was like a creepy echo coming from some invisible depths.

Living specimen?

The muddy water is getting deeper and deeper.

He felt a knot of fear in his stomach.

What kind of new hell is this?

The cryogenic chamber hissed again, and this time it exploded.

Bathed in an ethereal glow, the ghostly image of Shen Yao appeared, her form flickering and her hand reaching out.

Her quantum form intertwined with the golden veins that now surrounded him, a dazzling dance of light and energy.

"They're...using babies..." she whispered, her voice barely audible before it flooded into him in a stream of golden sparks.

The lab's monitors flashed wildly, displaying a stream of incomprehensible data.

The virus… is reversing.

fall back.

What on earth is this…

Meng, with a crazy gleam in his eyes, slapped a faded photo of Governor Meng Xie on the bronze tripod.

"Look in his eyes!" he screamed, his voice breaking with hysterics.

Mou Xuan bit his tongue hard instinctively, and his mouth was filled with a bloody metallic taste.

He smeared the crimson streak across the photograph in a desperate, almost ritualistic act.

Kanae shuddered, letting out a low, hoarse moan from deep within.

Then, out of the swirling darkness, a ghostly holographic image of a baby flickered into existence.

Its eyes were wide and unblinking, staring straight ahead, with an eerie emptiness staring back at them.

"Yes...it's the Governor's Mansion..." the image whispered, its voice as light as breathing.

Mou Xuan's gaze turned from the image to Meng, his brain working rapidly, trying to piece together this fragmented, nightmarish puzzle.

Something is terribly, terribly wrong.

He opened his mouth to speak, but the words got stuck in his throat.

His blood ran cold when he noticed something out of the corner of his eye—a hint of movement, a subtle shift in the shadows at the edge of the room.

He turned his head slowly, a feeling of fear spreading... "Meng," he said softly, almost inaudibly, "look..." He pointed to the corner, where He's discarded protective suit lay crumpled on the ground.

On the inside of He's protective suit, those strange golden lines seemed to come alive and instantly covered the entire ceiling, like a doomsday mural that made people's scalps tingle.

This thing is definitely the Resident Evil Plus version!

Mou Xuan was quick-witted and grabbed the isolation suit stained with He's blood on the ground. Without thinking, he stuffed it into the open freezer.

"0.7 seconds! I want the third underground floor of the Governor's Palace..." Before he could finish his words, the sharp alarm sounded suddenly stopped like a rooster with its neck strangled, and was replaced by a creepy baby cry.

This crying sound was so evil that it seemed to be able to penetrate directly into people's brains.

Then, a low roar came from the direction of the Governor's Mansion, like a sleeping beast awakening, or like the gate of hell was slowly opening.

There was a suffocating sense of oppression in the air.

Mou Xuan felt like his heart was about to jump out. At this pace, something big was definitely going to happen!

At this moment, Chen Yao's quantum state afterimage reappeared. She stretched out her slender finger and pointed to a secret room shrouded in darkness deep underground.

"They...are there..." Her voice was ethereal and disembodied, as if it came from another world.

Suddenly, with a "bang", the freezer compartment popped open, and a key with an ancient shape floated in the palm of Mou Xuan.

The key had a strange metallic sheen all over, and was engraved with the family emblem of the Governor's Mansion.

The badge has a complex shape and smooth lines, but it gives people an indescribable eerie feeling.

A strong sense of uneasiness surged in Mou Xuan's heart.

He subconsciously looked at the bronze access control panel on the third underground floor of the Governor's Mansion, and saw that the exact same emblem appeared on the access control panel.

The style of the emblem was exactly the same as the brooch that the betrayer in his previous life pinned on his windbreaker...

He clenched the key in his palm, and an indescribable sense of crisis surged in his heart: "It seems that my road to revenge is destined to be not peaceful..."