The electric current paralyzed the zombie dog's body, and then Bai Ye kicked it away.
Bai Ye quickly got up from the ground, the old magazine in his pistol dropped, and he immediately took a new magazine and inserted it. The moment the zombie dog got up from the ground...
Bang!
Bai Ye walked forward while firing his pistol at the zombie dog beside him, blowing its head off with a single shot.
"Ning Shuang!" Bai Ye immediately moved forward, hooked his finger, and said, "Control Sword!"
The suspended Ning Shuang Sword turned into a silver light and shot forward, leaving a trail of blood before quickly piercing the heads of two zombies.
Bai Ye now loved this sword dearly. Both were rewards for the first kill in different worlds. Thinking of that damned incomplete Sunflower Manual, which only wanted him to castrate himself, and then looking at the Ning Shuang Sword before him, it was truly awesome.
At the same time...
Bai Ye reloaded his magazine without any delay, raised his pistol, and fired rapidly, continuously headshotting the approaching zombies.
Moving forward, Bai Ye quickly reached the door after passing through the office area. Glancing back at the zombies still gathering, Bai Ye quickly opened a metal plate by the door, revealing a keypad for the area door.
Bai Ye directly raised his hand and fired two shots, making the keypad smoke. Then, a mechanical whirring sound came from overhead, and a metal door slowly descended.
Watching the remaining zombies being shut out, Bai Ye let out a sigh of relief, then turned and walked forward.
After the office area came the virus storage area.
A huge octagonal hall with scattered papers on the ground, some instruments of unknown purpose around, and cables trailing out from a corner, still sparking. On the edge of the octagonal hall were large glass walls, through which one could see the different viruses stored behind.
These viruses were produced by the Umbrella Corporation through analysis of the original virus's components, or synthesized from extracted components of the original virus.
Bai Ye walked slowly around the octagonal hall as if on a tour, looking at the viruses behind the surrounding glass walls. After circling around, he arrived at the glass wall at the very front.
This glass wall was different from the others. The large space could hold hundreds of virus tubes, but behind the glass wall, there was only one tube of virus!
The virus tube contained a transparent viscous liquid, in which were tiny black particles, giving a feeling that could drive someone with trypophobia mad.
This was the Origin Virus!
Bai Ye stood in front of the glass wall, glanced at the instrument on the side, and was about to act when, at that very moment...
A gust of wind seemed to sweep through the surroundings.
In the next instant, the papers on the ground suddenly flew up, quickly sticking to Bai Ye's hands and then tightening.
Soon, Bai Ye felt a slight pain as his five fingers were forcibly pressed together.
"I advise you not to move!" a voice came from behind Bai Ye. "Those papers are enough to crush your finger bones with ease."
Bai Ye turned his head and saw the grate of a ventilation duct on the side wall fall off. Then, a man with red hair emerged from the ventilation duct.
Bai Ye looked at him, then at the papers binding his hands, and said, "Manipulating paper, are you from the superpower world?"
"Correct answer, you can call me Lu Zuo, or you can call me Paper God." Lu Zuo said, extending a finger and gesturing to the side, "Can you move aside?"
Bai Ye remained in place, looking at Lu Zuo and saying, "There's only one Origin Virus. If I step aside, it'll be yours."
Lu Zuo played with his bangs, "You don't seem to understand the current situation. I'm in charge now."
The moment Lu Zuo spoke, the papers wrapped around Bai Ye's palms tightened again, and intense pain surged. Bai Ye's face contorted in pain, and for a moment, he felt as if all ten of his fingers were twisted, and he could faintly hear the sound of bones cracking.
But at that very instant...
The Ning Shuang Sword, floating beside Bai Ye, suddenly turned into a silver sword light and thrust towards Lu Zuo.
"Paper Wall!"
Lu Zuo grunted, and the scattered papers around him flew up madly, quickly stacking together to block in front of Lu Zuo.
With a tearing sound, the Ning Shuang Sword pierced into the paper wall but failed to completely penetrate it.
Lu Zuo casually picked up a piece of paper and tore it open, "Paper is fragile, but if there's enough of it, and it's thick enough, it can be even stronger than a wall. So, your sword is useless against me..."
Lu Zuo paused halfway, as if remembering something, and pointed to Bai Ye's waist.
"Your hands are bound, so you can't draw your gun or fire it," Lu Zuo said with a smug smile. "Do you have any other tricks? Oh, right, you can also discharge electricity. Perhaps you're also from the superpower world? Too bad..."
Lu Zuo lifted his foot and swung it towards Bai Ye.
Lu Zuo's feet to his calves were wrapped in several thick layers of white paper, looking like a pair of boots.
"A4 paper is not conductive," Lu Zuo said with a smile, looking at Bai Ye. "I made thorough preparations before appearing before you."
Bai Ye's expression was calm. He wasn't surprised by Lu Zuo's extensive preparations, as he had already known someone had reached the experimental area before him.
Those zombie dogs couldn't jump to the height of the ventilation ducts. If someone hadn't tampered with them, they wouldn't have appeared in the ventilation ducts.
And the papers around them, although there were a large number of paper documents piled up in the office area behind the door, this was the virus storage room. Documents wouldn't be placed here. Even if some papers drifted in from the office area outside, the quantity shouldn't be this large. It was clear that Lu Zuo had scattered those papers here in advance to use his superpower.
A moment later, Bai Ye sighed and said faintly, "Are you happy?"
Lu Zuo smiled, "Of course!"
Bai Ye said, "You're celebrating too early."
"What?" Lu Zuo asked. "In this situation, do you have any moves to turn the tables?"
Bai Ye said, "A4 paper is indeed not conductive, but what about wet A4 paper?"
Lu Zuo froze for a moment, then realized something, his eyes instantly widening like copper bells as he looked at the ground.
A large half of the scattered papers on the ground were already stained with liquid, and one could even clearly see the liquid spreading, soaking more papers.