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"You are so clever that you dig your own grave. You didn't have to die, what a pity... However, although your body is too weak, I like this face very much. It combines all the advantages of your mother and me." The Creator stared at You Mu's face again and again. He couldn't help but touch his mediocre face, and disgust flowed from his face.

His decayed body had attracted attention when he was young, but as time passed, he became old and suffered from illness, and he was almost completely different.

His bald head and wrinkled face almost completely hid his youthful appearance.

"After I drink your blood and devour 049, your face will be kept here forever... Don't worry, even though I am unfilial, as a father, I will always love you more... I will live well for you."

The Creator caressed You Mu's hair lovingly, and judging from his gaze, he looked like a loving father. But it was too strange to be on someone else's body.

"How can you... just... conclude that..." You Mu asked intermittently, slumping sideways on the sofa, struggling to raise his eyes.

His forehead was hot. His reaction to the medicine was too strong. If he continued to inhale the aerosol liquid, it might be life-threatening.

The Creator smiled calmly, pointed outside the room with confidence, and said, "Listen..."

In the originally quiet corridor, noisy sounds suddenly appeared, including sharp screams and piercing roars.

"Now that I'm here, how can I not be fully prepared? There are too many people in the research institute, it's time to clean them out." He has been planning for a long time, and the virus seeds he buried in advance are now ready to come into play.

The Creator was not in a hurry to kill You Mu. He had been offended by the other party, so naturally he wanted to take revenge on him right away.

He will slowly let this rebellious son experience the feeling of gradually falling into despair.

Suddenly there was a burst of explosion outside the room. Du Yan suddenly raised his head from his anxiety. His body's actions spoke louder than his thoughts. He pushed the door open and saw zombies appearing in the corridor.

My mind went blank for a moment, and then I felt even more panic.

That thing had deceived him! The time was wrong! This was wrong! That thing had lied!

Not only You Mu, he wanted to destroy the entire research institute!

How to do?

Li Shen? Uncle Li? You Mu... these people from the research institute... what should we do?

Du Yansheng was at a loss, standing frozen in place. When the sound of zombies destroying everything moved away from the safe passage and gradually spread downwards, he suddenly came to his senses, quickly returned to the room and sounded the alarm, but found that all the lines were cut off.

Holding the communicator to search for signals, Du Yansheng clutched his pistol for self-defense. Thinking that You Mu was the most dangerous person at the moment, he dialed for help while trying to go downstairs, but his way was blocked by a dozen zombies pouring in from the stairwell.

Helpless, I can only go up in another direction.

"Doctor...something happened, zombies..." Wu Hua staggered, looking at the zombies following him from behind, and could only run in the direction without obstacles.

She was on leave today and originally had no need to come back, but because she forgot to add nutrient solution to 033, she was worried and thought of coming over to give him a shot, but she ended up encountering zombies.

These things suddenly appeared, broke through the upper level's defense line, and rushed towards the lower level with a purpose.

Seeing the laboratory door right in front of her, Wu Hua was about to reach out to open the door when a rotten arm suddenly slapped her. In panic, she turned around, dodged the zombie's claws, and pushed open the door of the containment room.

The door was closed and locked, and the alloy door withstood the zombies' charge.

Wu Hua almost breathed a sigh of relief, but then he became more worried.

The power system was cut off at some point, and the alloy door that was originally kept firm by electricity was not completely locked. The minimum level of protection fixed with steel bolts was shaking under the repeated impact of the zombies. It was unknown how long it could last.

Turning around, the lights in the glass box containing the experimental subjects were off, and 049 and 033 were very quiet. This was a procedure set up by the institute for safety reasons.

When the power supply is cut off and interferes with the containment room, the program will release a high-strength paralysis agent before the power is cut off to ensure that the test subjects will not take advantage of the loophole in the power system to suddenly attack.

Wu Hua was on guard against the condition of the experimental subject and was alert to the zombies that kept charging in front of him. He looked around and finally only found some iron tools to protect himself.

In a panic, she began to wonder why there was a sudden zombie outbreak in the research institute, and where were the other people?

There was no trace of You Mu in the original laboratory, only a box of cold food was left open.

"Listen, this is the concerto from the end of the world. This is the sound that the end of the world should have."

The wind was cold and biting. The Creator grabbed You Mu's neck and dragged him to the rooftop. He looked at the flickering lights downstairs and listened to the gunshots and the roars of zombies.

He closed his eyes, carefully distinguishing the screams amid the noise, and when he raised his eyes, he smiled and dragged half of You Mu's body out of the guardrail.

"Goodbye, kid." The fangs in his mouth grew out. The Creator didn't want to delay any longer, so he opened his mouth to suck You Mu's blood.

"Father...are you really going to kill me?"

A hurried voice rang out in the night sky. Perhaps he finally felt the oppression of death. Under the threat of the Creator's fangs, You Mu spoke hastily to interrupt the other party's actions.

The Creator closed his mouth slightly, seeing that the other party was struggling in vain, and said sarcastically:

"There's no point in delaying time, son. You are indeed excellent and very much like me, but I can't leave you behind." Leaving behind an enemy who wants to kill him at every moment.

"Of course there is meaning in delay, father. I said that the next time I see you, it will be the day of your death." The shadow behind the Creator was reflected in his pupils, and the arc of light wiped away the false panic. You Mu spoke, removing his temporary disguise.

The Creator instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and before he could ask, he saw You Mu's gaze passing him and looking back.

"…Finally here, it's too late."

“...What...?” Realizing that something was wrong, the Creator was about to turn around when something like a rope suddenly wrapped around his neck. The huge pulling force suddenly pulled him away from the edge of the roof. His body was hung in the air and then fell heavily on the concrete floor.

"If you come back later... he would have strangled me to death." You Mu stroked his neck which was covered with strangulation marks, and fell into 049's arms, protected by his tentacles.

He breathed a sigh of relief. After seeing 049, everything was settled and You Mu felt relieved.

The allergic reaction on his body was still there, and the red spots on his cheeks were a bit scary. 049 held You Mu in his arms, not bothering to explain anything else. He said sorry, carefully held You Mu's face while avoiding the scars, and first passed some energy liquid to him to relieve his high sensitivity symptoms.

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Creator: I want your face and 049's body.