Weird Rules Rumor: At The Beginning, He Insisted That He Was Not Dead Chapter 10: Laboratory №45 (4)

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

【It’s simply unbelievable. I feel like I’m burning with excitent, I need to cool down imdiately, I’m going to find sothing 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 mont 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?

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 mont these researchers entered, they had dood 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 ant 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 ters, divided into several sections by large glass panels.

Each section was filled with experintal equipnt.

Microscopes, nuclear magnetic resonance machines, centrifuges, incubators... Bai Lian recognized so of the devices, while others were completely unfamiliar to him. ᚱАɴŏ₿ЕṨ

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

But none of this was important.

He hadn’t co here for the equipnt, 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 experintal instrunts, 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.

Her face was strikingly pure, though pale, it did not diminish her beauty!

Bai Lian had very high standards for beauty; ordinary pretty things couldn’t impress him, but upon seeing this girl, he couldn’t help but admire her!

How could such perfection exist in this world?

This wasn’t the first ti Bai Lian had seen her.

But each ti, he sincerely thought she was too beautiful.

This beauty wasn’t superficial; it was perfection at the genetic level!

This girl was the experintal subject that appeared upon entering the dungeon!

Studying her was the purpose of this laboratory’s existence!

“You… who are you?” The silver-haired girl quietly parted her lips, her voice clear and lodious, like the sound of bells.

Her clear eyes looked at Bai Lian, filled with a hint of anxiety and a faint spark of hope...

Anyone who saw her would think she was an innocent girl, easily deceived.

However, Bai Lian remained unmoved.

He knew full well that this was just a mask she wore.

With a slight smile, Bai Lian looked at her and said:

“Let introduce myself. My na is Bai Lian, ‘Bai’ as in white, ‘Lian’ as in morality.”

“I won’t say more. You only need to answer one question.”

He raised his index finger:

“Mo Lu, do you want to leave this place?”

Silence. The girl remained silent, not answering his question. Her eyes, clear as a lake, now resembled an abyss, staring intently into Bai Lian’s eyes.

A long ti passed before she spoke again.

This ti, her voice was very cold:

“Do you know ?”

“Of course.”

Bai Lian nodded, showing no emotion.

“I’m sure I’ve never seen you in the laboratory. You’re not one of its staff!”

“You can consider your savior,” Bai Lian continued to smile.

Mo Lu fell silent for a mont.

“Why should I believe you?” she asked.

“Because I know all the secrets of this laboratory!”

The smile on Bai Lian’s lips widened slightly as he looked at the silver-haired girl and said:

“I know all your secrets, everything is as clear as day to !”

“You can’t deceive ,” 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 na, 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 ca into contact with its “spores,” they beca 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 sothing else.

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

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

“It ans that up to this point, I’ve already experienced many such situations, t you, and talked with you many tis!” Bai Lian, leaning against the glass, said with a cold smirk.

【I don’t believe you, you old liar!】

【Now the strear 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 strear 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 strear 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 !】

【Otherwise, how do you explain all these absurd actions of the strear? 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?!】