The following day, after the system's prediction function had finished its cooldown, Lu Jie was eager to proceed with the next simulation.
"System, I have a question," Lu Jie said, his voice thoughtful. "If I lthe Biohazard Apocalypse Zero: Transcender instance, can I fast-forward to any point in time?"
The system responded,
[Host, yes. However, once you interfere with the timeline, fast-forwarding will no longer be possible.]
"That's fine," Lu Jie said, narrowing his eyes. "Then, lthe Biohazard Apocalypse Zero: Transhuman instance. Set the plot point six months after the development of the weakened virus serum by Xuan Nation."
This particular time frame would be ideal. Xuan Nation would have already become the last human nation on Earth, absorbing the top talents from other countries. The military would be expanding, securing the borders, and heavily fortifying against the zombie invasion.
At this point, Lu Jie's involvement wouldn't be too premature. In the original instance, he had waited eleven years after Xuan Nation had developed Gene Serum 1.0 to intervene, which he found slow. This time, by acting six months later, he was giving humanity a decade's head start.
Lu Jie wasn't planning to just watch either. He intended to nudge humanity forward, helping them develop Gene Serum 3.0 and eventually 4.0. Ten years, plus his interference, would hopefully push them to accelerate their progress.
With a thought, Lu Jie's vision blurred, and he materialized in the new instance.
He stood high above, watching the border troops of Xuan Nation slaughter the approaching zombie hordes from neighboring countries.
"Let's begin," Lu Jie muttered to himself, before blinking to the Xuan Nation-Monkey Nation border.
Pointing at a nearby zombie, he murmured, "You're the one."
He extracted a vial of concentrated MR virus and injected it into the zombie.
The transformation was rapid. The zombie's body swelled, and it began to evolve into a super-zombie.
Half a day later, the zombie had evolved into a Super Zombie. However, its intelligence was still at the level of a toddler.
Lu Jie manipulated the creature and directed it toward the border, using it to draw attention. His goal was to expose the MR virus to the Xuan Nation's higher-ups, ensuring they knew of its existence.
Though he had created a terrifying Super Tyrant Zombie in a previous simulation, this time, he only wanted the creature to be powerful enough to trigger awareness, without making it as dangerous as before. Even so, the current super-zombie was still more than enough to strike fear.
The zombie and its horde of infected followed Lu Jie's guidance until they were in full view of the defending soldiers. The sight sent shivers down the spines of the troops, who immediately launched an all-out attack. Fighter jets zoomed overhead, dropping bombs.
The battle was brutal, with the mutated zombies causing massive casualties. Eventually, the border garrison was overrun, and all soldiers turned into zombies.
The only positive outcome was that the Super Zombie was finally neutralized. Its lower intelligence and inability to counteract missile bombardment had sealed its fate.
But by then, Lu Jie's purpose had been fulfilled. The MR virus and the existence of super-zombies were now undeniable to the Elder Council of Xuan Nation.
In the capital, at the Purple Gold Pavilion, the Chief Elder and the head biologist Zhao Xian stared grimly at the footage.
"Elder, this is bad. The zombies are evolving too fast. That mutated zombie is terrifying," Zhao Xian said, his face grave.
"Ridiculous. The speed and power are beyond what humans can imagine. Firearms have no effect, and it even withstood multiple missile strikes. It's practically a monster," the Chief Elder replied, frowning deeply.
"That's not all," Zhao Xian suddenly thought of something. His face grew even more serious. "If it's the zombies evolving, we can accept that. But I'm worried that it's the MR virus mutating."
"—!" The Chief Elder's eyes widened in alarm.
"If the MR virus has mutated, that could spell disaster," Zhao Xian continued. "The soldiers who escaped from Monkey Nation turned into zombies not because of injury, but because they were infected by the mutated virus in the air. If it spreads to the rest of the nation, even those with weaker immune systems will turn into zombies."
"—!" The Chief Elder's pupils contracted in horror.
Just then, an urgent phone call rang through, and the Chief Elder answered it immediately.
"Elder, the soldiers fleeing the Monkey Nation border have suddenly turned into zombies, and the reinforcements have suffered heavy casualties."
"This is nothing worth reporting to me," the Chief Elder replied coldly. He wasn't a man to entertain every small incident.
"But Elder, this is different! The soldier who turned wasn't injured—he was only wounded by the shockwave of the missile strike! This is highly abnormal."
"Hmm?" The Chief Elder's brow furrowed.
"This is bad!" Zhao Xian's face went pale. "This is the worst-case scenario. The mutated MR virus has evolved. The soldier turned because of the shockwave, but the virus spread through the air. If it gets out, anyone with a weakened immune system will become a zombie."
"—!" The Chief Elder's eyes narrowed sharply.
The Chief Elder's expression darkened as he began issuing orders.
"Block the zombie hordes at all costs. Hold the line. Begin expanding underground shelters nationwide. We must isolate the vulnerable population."
"Also, every family must take responsibility for executing isolation measures. If anyone turns into a zombie, they must be dealt with immediately, no exceptions."
Despite how brutal and cold it sounded, there was no other choice.
"Additionally, prepare for all research on the mutated MR virus," he ordered.
As the Chief Elder made his final commands, a strange figure appeared in the room, drawing both the Chief Elder's and Zhao Xian's attention.
The figure was shrouded in a dense black mist, its true identity hidden. It was an unsettling presence.
"The World Observer," the Chief Elder whispered, his eyes flickering. "What brings you here?"
"Looks like you're facing quite a bit of trouble again," Lu Jie said cryptically.
"Ha… Nothing we can do about it, I suppose," the Chief Elder sighed, shaking his head.
"This should help you," Lu Jie said, suddenly teleporting to the Chief Elder's desk. He dropped two vials onto the surface—one of the mutated MR virus and the other of Gene Serum 1.0—before disappearing without a trace.
Zhao Xian stood there, stunned, while the Chief Elder narrowed his eyes, glancing at the vials on the desk.
This scene felt eerily familiar, reminiscent of what had happened six months ago.
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