SWDnovel Chapter 31 Lonely City
Chapter 31 Lonely City
In the laboratory.
Su Changming did not touch William's body, but instead quickly scanned his surroundings.
The lab bench was covered with reagents of various strange colors, and several huge glass petri dishes contained biological tissues that had already undergone mutation.
Finally, his gaze fell on a black leather notebook lying open on the table.
Those were William's experimental records.
Su Changming put on gloves and carefully flipped through the pages.
The handwriting at the beginning was neat and elegant, typical cursive English, recording his analysis of an unknown virus and his attempt at a "repressor" formula.
However, when I turned to the last few pages, which were the records from last night...
The handwriting suddenly became messy and chaotic, even tearing the paper, as if the writer was in a state of extreme fear or madness.
"It's not a virus... It's a curse..."
"The blood... the ancestor... I failed..."
The last line contained a capital word that had been blurred by ink:
"RUN!!!"
Su Changming closed his notebook, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
There was no evil resurrection ritual, nor any ambition to destroy the world.
This is just a pitiful person who tried to fight the mysterious with science but was ultimately swallowed up by despair.
He tried to sense his surroundings.
Empty and desolate.
There was no trace of William's spirit.
"Has it already dissipated...?"
Su Changming sighed.
When a person dies, the light goes out. Unless there is an extremely strong obsession or resentment, the soul will return to the world very soon after leaving the body.
William may have been utterly desperate and resigned to death before his death, so naturally he had nothing left to hold onto.
Just then.
"ah--!!!"
A piercing scream shattered the silence.
Su Changming's kick just now made too much noise.
Several male teachers nearby led their students to the door, intending to see what was going on, but they immediately witnessed the bloody scene.
"Someone's dead!"
"It's Professor William! Oh my God, he committed suicide!"
Some people were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, some covered their mouths and gagged, and a few teachers who still had some sense rushed into the next office and dialed the police station.
Su Changming stood beside the corpse, his back to the commotion at the door, his expression eerily calm.
He is waiting.
really.
Not long after, instead of the piercing sirens of the police station, the sound coming from downstairs was the heavy, rhythmic thud of military boots hitting the ground.
"This is an official matter for the Demon Suppression Division! All unauthorized personnel, please stand aside!"
A cold, harsh reprimand rang out, and the crowd that had been gathered at the entrance was forcibly dispersed.
That familiar figure pushed open the door and walked in.
It was Yao Xian.
However, when Su Changming turned around and saw his father-in-law, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
At this moment, Yao Xian no longer possessed any of the composure he had before.
His military uniform was covered in mud, and his once resolute face was now terribly haggard, with heavy dark circles under his eyes.
At first glance, he actually bears a striking resemblance to Jiang Huai.
After entering the room, Yao Xian merely glanced at William's corpse without any surprise, as if he had expected this scene.
He waved his hand, and several team members behind him immediately stepped forward, skillfully taking photos, collecting evidence, and putting it in bags with swift movements.
"Clean it up, block the news, and tell the public that it was... a mental breakdown caused by an experimental accident."
Yao Xian gave a hoarse instruction, then looked at Su Changming, a complex emotion flashing in his bloodshot eyes.
"Changming, come with me for a moment."
He was the first to walk to the terrace at the end of the corridor.
Su Changming paused for a moment, then followed.
A cold wind mixed with rain blew in. Yao Xian took out a flattened pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and took a deep drag.
"Changming, this time things are probably going to get really messy."
Su Changming's heart skipped a beat: "What happened?"
Yao Xian looked out the window, without answering directly:
"You may not know this, but our Demon Suppression Division is divided into eight seats in Shenghai, and each seat represents a branch."
"But before the Victoria docked, the commander-in-chief, citing the critical situation in the north, transferred four entire detachments northward."
"A month ago, when I first approached you, a large-scale demonic calamity suddenly broke out in the surrounding provinces, and three detachments were urgently transferred away."
Seven out of eight.
"In other words..."
"That's right." Yao Xian gave a bitter laugh, pointed to himself, "Now, the safety of millions of people in this vast Shenghai Beach depends on my last remaining isolated Third Detachment."
"Most importantly, those seven detachments have been completely cut off from contact."
"Hiss..." Even Su Changming couldn't help but gasp at this moment.
However, this was not the end of the story, as Yao Xian continued:
"Just now..."
"We have received an urgent telegram from the municipal government that a mass grave on the western outskirts of the city has experienced a resurrection of corpses, and it is suspected that a zombie king has been born and is heading towards the city. Our superiors have ordered our unit to launch an immediate attack and to defend against the enemy outside the city gates."
Su Changming understood instantly.
This is a conspiracy.
A complete and utter dead end.
If we don't go, the Corpse King will enter the city, and countless lives will be lost.
Upon arrival, Sheng Hai was found to be empty; it was an undefended ghost town.
The mastermind behind it all, whether it's the so-called "Holy Cult" or something else, has gone to great lengths to clear all obstacles from the chessboard.
"This is a trap," Su Changming said in a deep voice. "Captain Yao, if you go, I'm afraid..."
"I know."
Yao Xian interrupted him, straightened his slightly crooked military cap, and straightened his back.
At that moment, the weariness in his eyes seemed to disappear, replaced by a calm acceptance of death.
"But I had no choice. I am a soldier, and it is my duty to defend this land. Even if I know I will die, I still have to go."
He turned around and looked at Su Changming:
"Eternal light."
"This school has thousands of students; they are the seeds of education, the future of this country."
"And... Xiwei."
When Yao Xian mentioned her daughter's name, a hint of tenderness and reluctance finally appeared in her eyes:
"That girl is stubborn, just like me. If... if I don't come back, I'm entrusting her to you."
Su Changming looked at him, opened his mouth as if to say something, but for a moment he didn't know how to start.
Is this entrusting one's orphan to another?
I promise you.
Su Changming took a deep breath and nodded solemnly: "As long as I live, the school will exist, and Xiwei... will exist."
Upon receiving the promise, Yao Xian smiled with relief.
"Good! With you saying that, I can die in peace even if I die outside the city!"
After saying that, he turned around abruptly and strode downstairs.
"Fall back! Let's go!"
Soon, the roar of an engine could be heard downstairs.
Those were the last two trucks of the Demon Suppression Division, carrying all the elites of the Third Detachment, and they rushed into the vast rain without hesitation.
Su Changming stood on the terrace, watching the two trucks drive away into the distance.
The entire Nanyang Public School, and even the entire Shengtan Beach.
At this moment, it truly became an isolated island.