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Chapter 441 Chapter 436: Pandora Virus

"Understood, Boss, is there anything else you need me to do?"

Evelin saw that Sean spoke so seriously, so naturally she did not dare to neglect it.

"No, go ahead and get it. Remember, the more the better, the better the treatment."

Sean nodded and spoke into the phone.

If you ask if there is anything else, there must be some, but there is no rush for the time being. Evelin must be informed of what happened here later. The other party is trustworthy, there is absolutely no need to doubt that.

After hanging up Evelyn's call, he called Joseph again. He didn't know how many monsters there were in this place, and he needed more soldiers and more weapons.

……

In the underground laboratory, broken limbs were scattered all over the floor, and half-coagulated blood was like jelly, sticky when stepped on. A strong stench filled the entire space. To put it bluntly, even a detective with the strongest heart would vomit on the spot!

"All the injured, gather here, quickly!"

After clearing out all the zombies on the first floor of the laboratory, it was inevitable that some employees would suffer casualties, and there were not a few of them, most of them from scratches, bites and gnawing.

This kind of injury may seem like a superficial wound, but because of the American science fiction film "Resident Evil", people have become wary of this kind of injury. It is better to be safe than sorry. What if it really can be transmitted and mutated?

The injured employees will also cooperate. They are not the cowardly refugees in doomsday novels who would deliberately hide their injuries, which would not only result in them not surviving in the end, but also implicate others!
However, these employees were obviously not lucky. The places where they were injured by the zombies were all extremely black, and the blood was coagulated and not dried, which was obviously unusual.

"Damn it, this wound looks completely different from an ordinary wound!"

Dai Le's face turned pale. The injured employees here were basically his team members. As their commander, how could he not feel pain?

"Don't be too pessimistic, man. This is just our worst-case scenario based on a fictional science fiction movie. Maybe the final result is not as bad as we thought."

Veraine came over and consoled him.

"Fuck, fuck those sci-fi movies, fuck those Resident Evil movies, fuck, I hate this feeling of waiting for judgment!"

Dai Le had a Marlboro cigarette between his lips and was swearing loudly.

"Um...yeah, fuck them all, come on guys, let's see if this damn virus is contagious!"

Veraine's eyes flickered as he swept over the employees who were isolated and assigned to the quarantine area. They all had wounds of varying sizes, either scratches or bites. The blood on the wounds was in a semi-coagulated state and was pitch black. In short, it didn't look like new injuries at all, but rather old ones, which looked extremely weird.

These employees naturally knew why they were quarantined, but no one resisted or rebelled. No one wanted to become a monster in the end, and most of them had families. Even if they were really infected and could not be saved, they could receive generous pensions if they cooperated and waited for death. If they resisted, they would not survive and would get nothing. Anyone who was not a fool would know how to calculate this account.

“Cough cough… cough cough cough… ho… ho…”

Suddenly, an employee in the temporary isolation area fell to the ground and began to cough violently. As he coughed, blood slowly came out of his mouth and nose. The blood was the same as their wounds, coagulated but not dry, extremely sticky, black in color, and smelled extremely bad. The stench could be smelled from a long distance away, which was nauseating.

"Ahem... hoarse... roar..."

The employee suddenly looked up, his face covered in black blood, looking horrible.

boom!
With a gunshot, one-third of the head of the "young" zombie who had just completed the transformation was blown off. He fell to the ground with a "thump" on the spot, motionless, obviously deader than dead.

Dai Le had a look of pain on his face and slowly put away the gun.

"Obviously, the zombies that just completed the mutation are a little slow in reacting."

Vilain tried to liven up the atmosphere, but it was obviously a bit too darkly humorous.

"I won't let my players turn into shit like that."

Although Dai Le's tone was extremely sad, it revealed unparalleled firmness. No one would doubt what he said, and he proved it with practical actions.

As time went by, more and more employees in the temporary isolation area mutated, which further proved that the virus was contagious. At present, it can be determined that it is transmitted through wounds, blood, etc., but the possibility of transmission through the air is not ruled out.

But this did not pose a problem for Sean. The data Matthew provided contained all the data and characteristics of the virus. According to the information, the virus was named Pandora virus by the Nazis. It was extracted and refined from a plant called Trefoil. This grass was first discovered by Nazi scientist Dr. Schmidt in 1942 and was quickly put into research. Unfortunately, the Nazis had already reached their end by then.

However, it is obvious that the Nazis did not give up their research on this virus. They even developed another reagent based on the Pandora virus, the gene enhancement agent No. 001, which is specifically used for human gene enhancement. After injection, it can double the activity of human cells, greatly prolong the life of cells, and enhance human metabolism.

This means that once the so-called gene enhancement agent No. 001 is injected, it means that this person can use various methods such as exercise to make his or her various body values ​​reach twice the normal value, and his or her lifespan will be greatly increased!
Of course, the prerequisite is that the enhancement can be successful. At present, the success rate of No. 001 is only %, and the price of failed enhancement is that the body will collapse and eventually turn into a pool of pus, without even a corpse left.

In other words, this gene enhancement agent No. 001 is still a failure at present. The probability of % is too low. The Nazis have conducted human experiments on more than people so far, but in fact only two people have successfully completed the enhancement, and both have obvious defects. The so-called Pandora virus is a bit interesting. The monster in the petri dish encountered in the first-floor laboratory is named Black Claw. That thing is a biological weapon created by the Pandora virus, but it is a failure because it cannot be controlled by implanting a chip. That thing has a very bad temper. Once it wakes up, it will indiscriminately attack all living things, including its own kind.

Zombies like these are also creations of the Pandora virus. They are fast, agile, and have strong vitality. Unlike the Black Claws, they are relatively mild-tempered and will not actively attack their own kind. In the absence of food, they will just find a place to lie down and enter a dormant state, and can maintain this state for a very long time. The disadvantage is that their lethality is limited, and it is not worth using precious chips to control them, so in general, this thing is also a kind of failure.

Then there is the so-called Pandora virus, which has two transmission routes: one is through body fluids, and the most direct way is to be infected by scratches or bites from its variants; the second is through the air. However, this requires a relatively high concentration, otherwise it will evaporate very quickly, so it is not suitable for regional viral weapons.

The entire Sahara Desert underground laboratory is mainly focused on the research of the Pandora virus and genetic enhancement agents, and the above is the research on human cloning.

In fact, the main purpose of the Nazi's cloning research was not to replace the top leaders of various countries with clones and thus achieve the goal of controlling the world. Such a thing is simply impossible to succeed.

The most fundamental purpose of their research on cloning is to have a substitute when the materials needed for human experiments cannot be gathered, and clones are very easy to control, which can provide them with a steady supply of soldiers. According to the information, the current Nazi organization, except for core senior members and some managers, the armed forces they now possess are most likely composed of clones.

Joseph worked very quickly. The day after receiving Sean's order, he sent more employees and supplies over. Obviously, Sean was determined to fight a protracted war with the laboratory below.

Anyway, there is one thing: he can't just sit there with a treasure trove and do nothing. Someone has even given him experience and raw materials, so there is no reason for him not to keep them well.

As the old saying goes, if you don’t take what heaven gives you, you will suffer the consequences!
A large number of employees were sent into the underground laboratory to begin cleaning it floor by floor. If the laboratory is to be reopened, it must first be cleared of unstable factors such as zombies. The laboratory is a total of 600 meters underground and 120 floors deep. One can imagine how many researchers have been here. Even if most of these researchers have left here safely, the remaining number is still not small, which means that there will be a lot of zombies.

And because there is no exact quantity and location of these things, the employees can only search slowly, bit by bit, and losses are inevitable. After all, although these things are failed products, they are actually quite threatening to humans.

But overall it was still okay. The loss of personnel was still within Sean's acceptable range, and the compensation was naturally not reduced, but there was nothing that could be done about it.

Evelyn's efficiency is pretty good. If she were to invite some experts in this method, it might be a bit difficult, but it would be much easier if she could use unconventional means.

……

Abu Dhabi, Tinata Island, RFG Group headquarters. At this time, in Evelin's huge office, there were already several middle-aged men and women with faces as dark as the bottom of a pot, as well as some young men and women with indignant faces. Their fiery eyes were fixed on the enchanting woman behind the desk.

"Ms. Ivanovich, we are already here. Can you tell us what kind of research this is?"

An old man with a white beard on his chin asked with a very unfriendly tone, obviously a hot-tempered old man.

"Dr. Nokanla, and everyone here, you are all top experts in biology, virology, and medicine, so I won't waste too much time talking to you. I don't know what the specific research project is yet. I only know one thing, that is, the funding supply for this project is absolutely sufficient, and our boss is ready to lose money for a long time."

Evelin rolled up her hair and continued, “So, experts, if you were in our group, I think you would definitely shine with your own light. At least in this experiment, you can perform without any scruples!”

"Ma'am, we are not here to listen to your nonsense. I only have one request. If your project does not interest me by then, I hope you can fulfill your promise and not hurt me and my family."

A bald middle-aged man warned Evelin very seriously. As a middle-aged programmer, he really looked down on the word "pie in the sky". After traveling all over the country for so many years, what kind of cake had he not seen and what kind of cake had he not eaten?
"Of course, Mr. Stephen, we at RFG Group always keep our word. Although the method of asking you to come here is a bit extreme, we have no choice but to do so. After all, if we don't use coercive means, you should still be in your own Mage Tower."

Evelin is not only angry with these people, but also outside, they will contact the teacher tomorrow.

But Evelin certainly wouldn’t let them take back their methods obediently!
As he spoke, he leaned back. Shi Fei followed and did odd jobs. He failed at first, but after all, experiments are about success and failure. When it comes to experiments, all you need is love. If it doesn't work once, try it twice. If it doesn't work twice, try it three times. In short, after accumulating enough experience of failure, you will eventually succeed.

"So now, can we meet your boss? We have already signed an agreement that is like a contract of sale!"

A woman questioned with a frown on her face.

"Please be patient. I can connect you to the boss, but I can't guarantee that he will tell you the specific research project directly. After all, he likes to keep things in suspense."

Evelin shrugged and said indifferently, then found Sean's number, dialed the video, and turned on the 3D projector.

beep...beep...

"Hey, Evelyn, what do you want from me?"

Sean's figure was projected by the projector.

"The first group of experts you asked me to find for you have arrived, and they want to talk to you."

Evelin pointed at the experts whose faces were as black as the bottom of a pot and said.

"Well, I am still very satisfied with your efficiency, Evelyn."

Sean casually praised Evelin, and then said to the experts, “Everyone, are you looking for me?”

(End of this chapter)