Chapter 202 I Went Mad During the Republic of China (18)
Zhou Jue looked at his festering skin and felt the life force rapidly draining from his body.
"As long as you are alive, there is hope."
She didn't heed his plea for death, because his desire to die was more likely due to his belief that he couldn't survive, or that he would only live a painful life, or that he worried about spreading germs if he went out. If, after saving everyone, someone still wanted to die, she wouldn't stop them anymore.
Without saying anything more, he pinched open his chin and poured a small bottle of spiritual spring water directly into his mouth.
The man struggled violently for a moment, then quickly fell silent, as if he had fainted.
[Host, his bodily functions are rapidly repairing, and the viral cells within his body are being absorbed and purified by the spiritual spring water.]
"As long as I don't die, that's fine."
Zhou Jue stood up and walked towards the next cell door.
The woman inside heard the noise, but numbly raised her head, still tightly holding the already cold baby in her arms.
Zhou Jue walked over but didn't touch the child.
She crouched down, looking into the woman's eyes: "Do you want to avenge your child?"
The woman's eyes flickered, and her chapped lips moved, but no sound came out.
Zhou Jue stopped asking questions, pried open her mouth, and poured the spiritual spring water down her throat.
One, two, three...
She went from room to room, pouring the spring water into the mouths of those who were still alive.
Some people wanted to die, so she forcefully forced them to drink it.
When some people see her, a glimmer of hope for survival ignites in their eyes, and she will say one more thing: "Hold on, I'll get you out of here."
Most people have become numb and have no reaction to her behavior.
Zhou Jue didn't care; she only had one goal: to let them survive.
As long as you live, you have the chance to witness your enemy go to hell.
[Host, all survivors have been given the spiritual spring water, their vital signs are stabilizing, and their bodies are slowly healing.]
"very good."
Zhou Jue stood in the middle of the corridor, listening to the system report, but his mind was on something else.
"Brother Tongzi, I remember the infamous Unit 731 was officially established in 1938, which means it won't be until next year, right?"
[Yes, host. This 'Ishii Unit' should be its predecessor. Many core members are here.]
"very good."
There was no emotion in Zhou Jue's voice.
"Then we can't let them die too easily."
"Don't they like doing experiments?"
"Don't you think watching Maruta's reaction is valuable?"
"Don't you think your research is 'ideal'?"
"Then let them be the 'materials' themselves."
She turned and walked towards the laboratory.
"Brother Tongzi, find all their research data for me, especially the finished and semi-finished products of bacterial strains."
[Host, what are you going to do?]
"Treat them as they treat you."
[Received!] The system immediately began scanning the entire base.
[Reporting to the host: Their latest strain, 'Strain No. 3,' has been discovered in Cold Storage No. 3; it's the same strain they were experimenting with in the village.]
[A large quantity of untreated viral culture medium was found in Laboratory 2.]
Zhou Jue's figure disappeared from the spot, and the next second, she appeared in Cold Storage No. 3.
Looking at the rows of labeled test tubes on the shelf, she waved her hand without hesitation and put them all into her system space.
What she needs to do requires precise control.
[Host, an intruder has been discovered in the office building's archives.]
The system's voice suddenly sounded.
"Infiltrator?"
Zhou Jue was somewhat surprised.
[His vital signs were different from others; he was not infected, nor did he exhibit any signs of being a Japanese soldier. He was secretly photographing documents.]
"Our people?"
Zhou Jue immediately became interested and appeared in a corner of the archives in a flash.
She saw a young man dressed in servant's clothes, using a small camera to photograph the documents on the table, page by page.
His movements were light and professional, his eyes scanning his surroundings warily.
Looking at the patches on his clothes and his cloth shoes, Zhou Jue had a good idea of what was going on.
She didn't show herself, but just watched quietly. When the man finished taking pictures of the last document, carefully put away his camera, and was about to leave, Zhou Jue made a move.
She flicked her finger at the man's back, and a barely perceptible spiritual mark landed on him.
"Brother Tongzi, give him a back door, don't let my formation stop him."
【receive. 】
After doing all this, Zhou Jue stopped paying attention to him.
Evidence needs to be taken out and made public.
And she was about to begin her own "experiment".
...
Li Zhenguo felt that his luck was strangely good today.
He had been infiltrating the base for over half a month, but hadn't found an opportunity to enter the core archives.
The Japanese soldier on guard duty suddenly had diarrhea today, which allowed him to sneak in. What's even stranger is that the filing cabinet, which usually requires three locks, was unlocked today.
Although he had some reservations, he knew he couldn't miss the opportunity and quickly completed his filming. After packing up his camera, he pressed himself against the wall, preparing to return the way he came.
Just as they reached the door, a shrill scream came from outside. The sound did not belong to their imprisoned compatriots, but to the Japanese soldiers who usually swaggered around.
Li Zhenguo was startled and quietly peeked out.
In the corridor, several Japanese soldiers who had been patrolling just moments before were now lying on the ground, convulsing, with black pustules growing on their skin at a visible speed, and blood flowing from their seven orifices.
The symptoms were exactly the same as those of his compatriots who had been injected with the virus, whom he had secretly seen a few days earlier!
"What happened?"
Li Zhenguo's mind went blank.
"Karma?"
Before he could think any further, more screams came from all directions, and the entire base instantly descended into chaos.
He immediately realized that this was the best time to escape! He lowered his body, pressed himself against the wall, and rushed towards the escape route he had planned long ago.
Along the way, he saw more and more Japanese soldiers lying on the ground, howling in pain and scratching their bodies; the scene was like hell.
Some Japanese soldiers who hadn't yet retaliated were running around like headless flies, guns in hand.
"Stop right there! Who are you!"
A Japanese officer spotted him and pointed his gun at him.
Li Zhenguo's heart sank, and he was preparing to fight desperately.
Just then, the officer suddenly screamed, dropped his gun, clutched his neck, and black blood gushed from between his fingers before collapsing to the ground.
Li Zhenguo was stunned.
He didn't have time to think about why; he picked up the gun and ran.
He ran wildly, dodging the crazed Japanese soldiers, and rushed to the base's perimeter wall.
This was a weak point he had identified long ago, but the power grid was still there.
He was preparing to take the risk when he discovered that the power grid, which was usually energized with high voltage, was completely silent. He even saw that in a corner of the grid, as if corroded by something, a large hole, just big enough for one person to pass through, had been created.
Before he could even process all this strangeness, Li Zhenguo scrambled out of the room.
He dared not look back, and with all his might, he ran into the depths of the dark forest.
Zhou Jue stood on the roof of a building, watching the figure disappear into the night.
[We have left the formation's range and are moving away.]
"That's good."
Zhou Jue turned around and looked at the brightly lit cafeteria not far away.
The laughter and joy inside had long since turned into a wailing sound like a living hell.
She mixed various virus cultures she found in the lab with "strain number three" and sent them into the cafeteria through the ventilation system.
At this moment, those Japanese soldiers who were just raising their glasses to celebrate their "great success" are falling one by one, experiencing the pain they themselves created.
Zhou Jue's figure flashed and appeared at the entrance of the cafeteria.
She removed the invisibility talisman and swaggered inside.
In the canteen, dozens of Japanese soldiers lay sprawled about, some convulsing, some groaning, and some already lifeless.
A Japanese soldier with the rank of colonel on his shoulder, seemingly the leader of the group, leaned against the corner of the wall, looking in horror at his fallen comrades, and then at Zhou Jue who had suddenly appeared.
Dark spots began to appear on his body, but he persevered, drew a pistol from his waist, and aimed it at Zhou Jue.
"Who...who are you?"
His voice trembled with fear.
"Was it...was it you?"
Zhou Jue did not answer, but just looked at him and walked closer step by step.
"Don't come any closer! I'll shoot if you do!"
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