【You have to admit, this streamer is really strong! Who has ever seen a newcomer, just entering Laboratory No. 45, manage to kill an Infected?】

    【It’s simply unbelievable. I feel like I’m burning with excitement, I need to cool down immediately, I’m going to find something calming!】

    【If anyone still says this guy is a beginner, I’ll have a word with them!】

    ......

    After picking up the key, Bai Lian paused for a moment and looked at the corpse of the Infected on the ground.

    The Infected was dressed in a white lab coat, and his ID badge identified him as Liu Yong, an ordinary researcher from Laboratory No. 45.

    The photo on the badge showed a young man with a square face, smiling broadly.

    Why was he so happy?No?v(el)B\\jnn

    Perhaps it was because he had been given the opportunity to participate in a secret research project.

    This laboratory was a dark place, and from the moment these researchers entered, they had doomed themselves to darkness.

    Choices were decisive; one wrong move, and you could fall into the abyss.

    Bai Lian turned and continued walking.

    He approached a large door, behind which was another locked door.

    The key Bai Lian held was meant to open this door.

    As he reached the door, he inserted the key into the lock and turned it—click!

    With a loud sound, the door opened slightly, leaving a gap.

    Bai Lian pushed the door open, and a stream of white light burst out, illuminating the room until the door was fully open.

    Before his eyes appeared a white room!

    Bai Lian stepped inside.

    The room was enormous, spanning several hundred square meters, divided into several sections by large glass panels.

    Each section was filled with experimental equipment.

    Microscopes, nuclear magnetic resonance machines, centrifuges, incubators... Bai Lian recognized some of the devices, while others were completely unfamiliar to him. ?А?o??ЕS??

    On the floor were dried bloodstains, but too much time had passed, and even the smell of blood was gone.

    But none of this was important.

    He hadn’t come here for the equipment, but for the person imprisoned in this place!

    Bai Lian continued moving deeper into the room until he reached the very end.

    Here, there were no experimental instruments, only a single chair.

    On this chair sat a person.

    It was a girl with silver hair, dressed in a light white dress, her figure thin and withered.

    Her hands and feet were shackled.

    The girl had her head down, curled up in the chair, motionless, as if she had lost all vitality.

    But when Bai Lian approached, she trembled slightly, then slowly raised her head.

    “You can’t deceive me,” Mo Lu shook her head.

    If it were about the laboratory, she might have believed him, at least partially.

    But her own secrets—even the laboratory staff didn’t know them.

    They had studied her for ten years and had only scratched the surface. How could this stranger know about them?

    After saying this, she lowered her head again.

    “Your immunity to the virus isn’t because you have special antibodies, but because you are the virus,” Bai Lian suddenly said.

    In other words, “virus” was just a conventional name, as no one could accurately define what it was.

    If you imagined it as fungi, then Mo Lu was a kind of mushroom, composed of many such fungi.

    This mushroom was perfect, perfect at the genetic level, and it was precisely because of this perfection that when imperfect humans came into contact with its “spores,” they became infected and turned into monsters.

    Ssshh!

    Mo Lu sharply raised her head, a dangerous glint in her eyes.

    “Have you seen my mother?” she asked.

    Bai Lian shook his head.

    “No, I just have the ability of Unlimited Return.”

    He laid it all out, no more hiding!

    With this skill, there was nothing he couldn’t do, and it was a random skill anyway. In the next dungeon, it might be replaced with something else.

    So, whether to tell her or not didn’t matter.

    “Unlimited Return?” Mo Lu frowned. “What does that mean?”

    “It means that up to this point, I’ve already experienced many such situations, met you, and talked with you many times!” Bai Lian, leaning against the glass, said with a cold smirk.

    【I don’t believe you, you old liar!】

    【Now the streamer is starting to boast. I’ve been here since the beginning of the stream. If he had this skill, I would’ve definitely noticed!】

    【I can’t help but admit, the streamer is a genius in the art of deception.】

    【So cool, if I weren’t watching the stream, I’d almost believe it!】

    【But by the way, when the streamer was in the beginner dungeon, he got the skill of infinite revival. What skill did he get in this dungeon?】

    【I don’t know, I haven’t seen him use any skill.】

    【What if there’s a chance he really has this skill?】

    【No way, that’s absolutely impossible! If he had used a skill, we would’ve definitely noticed.】

    【What if we were rolled back too?】

    【...Could skills from the Mysterious World really affect reality? Don’t scare me!】

    【Otherwise, how do you explain all these absurd actions of the streamer? And haven’t you noticed? From the very beginning, he’s been heading straight for this girl, never once deviating from the path!】

    【Damn, really?!】