The Mechanic [BL]

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Chapter 61 Doom (7)

On the way from the Headquarters to the hospital, Zhang Xun saw an unprecedented bleak situation. There were barely any people in the narrow streets that were usually always crowded and lively, and the doors of every household were closed, probably because they were afraid of being infected by the terrible Honey Plague. However, the virus was still pervasive and sticky yellow marks could be seen on many doors and windows. Medical staff wrapped in protective clothing forcibly brought out patients with symptoms from room to room, some of them even beginning to show a certain tendency for violence, with pale yellow pus flowing all over their bodies, like monsters in the street howling and struggling.

In just two or three days, the plague has already begun to spread to the First District.

The Round Table concealed the death toll, as well as the mutations that began in the later stages of the plague, but Zhang Xun had already seen all of this from the report. The Round Table couldn't conceal it from Zhang Xun, because he was Adam's controller and Adam was the one who may be able to develop an antidote before the Honey Plague mutated into a more dangerous form.

On the way, Zhang Xun saw a boy standing at a door with his eyes wide open as he watched the medical staff electrocute his father, who had yellow mucus all over his body but was waving an axe in his hand. The boy was weeping, weeping silently and his little body trembled now and then from sobbing. In those eyes that should have been innocent and naive, was the most primal and most intense fear, fear enough to warp one's soul.

He also saw an old man holding the thin and old body of his partner, whose body was soaked in yellow mucus, desperately kneeling before the medical staff.

And those who hurried past him in a trance, their faces wrapped in cloth towels or gas masks. He seemed to have returned to the Middle Ages, to the period when the Black Death was rampant. After so many centuries, people were still helpless and shivering in the face of an epidemic.

If Eden could do such a thing, could develop such a rapid and constantly mutating virus, what about Adam?

Would Adam do such a thing?

Zhang Xun stood in front of the two closed, heavy, cedar doors, and behind him, numerous pairs of eyes were staring at him. Every soldier had a deadly weapon in his hand and although they weren't pointed at him, the threat was very clear.

Although the Round Table had signed the official document, he noticed that the official document stated that the guards would no longer be responsible for the Lab's security. The Round Table would no longer grant funds to the Lab, but new weapons could be purchased from the Lab at reasonable prices.

This meant that the Lab had lost its official protection. As the head of the Lab, he was no longer an object to be protected, but an object to be guarded against.

A doctor opened the door for him. The clean light streamed out from behind the door and Zhang Xun saw Adam sitting on a chair supported by some brackets. Adam remained motionless, like a corpse. His skull was opened and the part of the human brain wrapped in the solution and the artificial brain he made were exposed to the air and countless wires extended out, weaving into a fine mesh.

Many computers were monitoring Adam's brainwave signals. In addition, there were many wires extending from Adam's wrist and heart, simultaneously monitoring Adam's other physiological signal data. In the forest of computers and data cables, a young man in his twenties raised his head in a panic.

It was a man of Asian descent, with a handsome appearance and bright eyes. Zhang Xun had some impression of him, that he had won the first place in the most recent mechanic examination. At that time, Fernandez had specially mentioned him to Zhang Xun, saying that his name was Jian Mo, he was very smart and was even a bit like Zhang Xun when he was "young".