Half a month later, the highest conference room in California, Andros Inc., M.

It's not so much a conference room as a grand and luxurious auditorium. It covers an area far beyond the main square of the city, but it is still unsparing with thick carpets trimmed with gold wire, and even the tables, chairs and high-end instruments used by the leaders according to their preferences.

The high dome is covered with ornate oil paintings, and the huge crystal lamps hanging upside down cast a brilliant light. It is extremely beautiful, but it can't suppress the very obvious low pressure in the room.

The highest conference room, which will not be opened lightly for almost a few years, and even if it is opened, there will not be too many important people, not only a meeting was held today, but it was also full, and the black and oppressive figures were all over the place, and more importantly, a fierce quarrel broke out in the conference room!

"I absolutely disagree! I don't agree to destroy the usable biological and chemical weapons that have been controlled by the military to meet the current demand for a high-concentration virus that I don't know if it is the carcass of the final biological and chemical weapons! "

"It's ridiculous! Who can guarantee that carcass will survive! It's still in its mother's womb, and you're sure that a monster that has adapted to the T-virus will be able to adapt to the air that ordinary people breathe, eat ordinary food, and communicate with ordinary people after birth? Instead of eating us bunch of makers?"

"I am not in favor of using the source of the virus as a daily injection of the carcass! If the source of the virus is destroyed, how can we continue to do so in the future?"

"Even if in the end bioweapons are really born! But that's it! Would you like to tell me which of the participating countries' military headquarters this belongs to?"

"If a biological weapon is finally born, how confident you can handle it?"

"I absolutely do not agree with stopping the rest of the world and concentrating on supplying the source of the virus in country M! This is a conspiracy of the top of country M! We don't even see a shadow of the so-called final bioweapon! "

……

The quarrel continued, but unfortunately no one could give everyone a specific word to relieve everyone's worries. Moreover, Kobir had no patience to listen to this group of people arguing anymore, he turned his head and frowned and asked, "How is the arrangement?"

Scott replied earnestly: "Professor, the senior management of Andlos agreed to the mandatory recycling of the research rights of the other real rooms, and decided to meet all your requirements to the maximum extent, but ......"

"Go on." Kobil motioned to him nonchalantly.

"But if the Birth's abilities don't meet their commitment to it, I'm afraid I'll teach you...... You can only face death! Scott spoke word by word, not fast or slow, but he could convey a strong sense of unease.

The corners of Kobir's mouth hooked up a sarcastic smile, and he didn't care about it: "How many real products with T virus can be collected in total?"

"There are 121 artificial aliens, 134 mutants, and a lot of zombies, a total of 259." Scott meticulously reported, "That's all the actual quantities of finished products, and nothing is missing."

"So, what about the corpses with the T-virus after the defeat of the real yàn?"

"Some of the bodies were refrigerated, some were thrown into the furnace."

"Well, then from now on, all the corpses, failed products or finished products carrying the T virus will be transported to the Andros headquarters, so that the researchers there can extract as high a concentration of T virus liquid as possible, and no matter what means are taken, the supply of the carcass must be uninterrupted!"

"Yes, Professor."

……

On October 2012, California, M, Andros Inc. underground real Yàn base.

This is the last batch of T-virus fluid......

Scott looked indifferently at the corpse oil flowing from the small hole in front of the giant furnace, and his brown eyes were inexplicably complicated.

Today is the day when the carcass is nine months old, and it is also the day when the carcass is about to be born.

And that carcass broke too much of their cognition...... Whether it is a 100-concentration T virus liquid, a supreme polar virus, or a virus source known as the "Grim Reaper", it is unceremoniously absorbed for its own use, and no negative conditions occur. Even, it has been growing according to the development trajectory of a normal human fetus, to the astonishment of all researchers!

In just a few months, all the virus reserves from World War I to the 21st century were exhausted!

If you want to continue to develop chemical weapons, you must risk your life to go to the polar no-man's land, deep in the primeval forest, and even in the ocean in the Death Ridge to find ancient species, extract their original solution, and then isolate the original liquid of the T virus from it.

The extraction of T virus is a huge project, and the only thing that can be used as the basis for this project is the existing ancient organisms, extraterrestrial meteorites and other living and non-living organisms carrying prehistoric materials.

Scott's heart fluctuated as he watched the huge manipulator lift the giant vat containing the highly concentrated T-virus corpse oil and place it on the conveyor belt.

That is the final fate of the existing biological weapons that have been controlled by humans.

For the carcass that is not yet known to be able to meet the standards of the ultimate biological and chemical weapons, they were sent into the furnace without mercy.

And now, they have become barrels of pure corpse oil, transported, refined, and finally absorbed by that carcass......

What a sad ending.

However, this is also a true portrayal of the interior of Andros.

Andlos, always striving for the best. Like a crazy gambler, he unilaterally pressed his chips like a crazy gambler, trying to make a lot of money. Greed, hypocrisy. [,！ Sin, money, power, status, deceit, intrigue...... Andros ...... It's the real hell in the world.

Scott raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, he couldn't remember why he served Andros, but it didn't matter what the reason was.

When he arrived, his hands were covered in the blood of the living.

Lost, degraded to the end of the numbness and cold-bloodedness, is a portrayal of him.

Shouldn't he be glad that he is a researcher here, and not some unknown little person, who is not afraid that one day he will be kidnapped and come here, and then inexplicably turn into a biochemical substance......

A wave of heat hit in the distance, lifting his wide white coat, and he was stunned for a few seconds before turning away. He wanted to see the birth of that carcass, and he wanted to ...... Know the final outcome of that Chinese woman.

2012-x-x, 7:35 a.m.

With a loud cry of a baby, the Andlos base camp finally ushered in the birth of the final bioweapon!

And at the same time inside the pool of virus baths.

Guan Qinyin looked at the little baby who had been stripped from her body and had drained the entire virus bath in an instant, and without knowing where the strength came from, she snatched the surgical knife from the researcher next to her, and cut the researcher's throat cleanly, and at the moment when the blood didn't have time to gush out, she quickly threw the knife at the other researcher who was stretching her hands towards the baby.

"Poof—"

"Ahh

Guan Qinyin didn't care about his naked and extremely weak body, snatched the baby in his arms, and quickly grabbed a handful of surgical tools from the tray by the bath, and stabbed at the researchers who gathered around him with lightning speed.

"Snort-"

The sound of the blade cutting through the flesh and blood was particularly terrifying in the huge space, and everyone was regretting that they had misestimated this woman's strength and didn't inject her with anesthetics in the first place!

originally thought that it was impossible for a woman who had given birth to a child to make any moves in a short period of time, and the powerless Asian woman could only be slaughtered, but she didn't want to, this woman could do this.

Damn it!

Guan Qinyin stumbled under his feet, narrowly avoiding a black hand attacking from behind, and his weak legs had reached the limit. She barely supported herself, holding the child, but she was getting more and more unable to support it.

She knew a few days before what was going to happen to her and her child, and that was what she had eavesdropped on while she was pretending to be unconscious—the day she gave birth to her child, the day she died or became a real product, and her child would be used, studied, and trained by a group of shameless science madmen...... As the most powerful secret weapon, it is hidden in the military headquarters so that it can be used secretly at the highest level!

In order to compensate for the losses of the participating countries, the M side will provide a batch of arms for each country as compensation, and push out the scapegoats abandoned by the upper echelons to atone for the crime.

Since the end is death, it's better to fight!

But when Guan Qinyin dodged a flashing scalpel again, an old and majestic voice suddenly sounded: "Kill her!"

A strong killing intent swept through her nerves, but her excessively weak body made her too late to dodge, and a bullet mixed with strong wind instantly broke through the encirclement!

"Bang-"

A bewitching blood flower bloomed on her left chest, and her black eyes instantly turned cold, and the blade in her hand shot out behind the crowd at the moment when everyone relaxed their vigilance!

"Ahh

"My eyes! My eyes! Kobir was prostrate on the ground, and people looked at the old man with blood on his right eye, and unconsciously took a few steps back.

The vision gradually blurred, and the sound in my ears seemed to come from the distant sky, inaudible.

"Boom!" Her knees were clenched to the ground, and the blood in her chest was dripping down her chest.

She looked at the little baby in her arms with vague eyes, and said weakly: "Yun Mo...... Your name is Yun Mo......"

With that, his weak body fell heavily to the ground......

A qiē is over.

In this cold, sinful place.

I really don't know if I will go to the eighteenth layer of hell after I die?

In a trance, she seemed to see the most cherished place in her heart, the person opened his hands to hug her, and a warm and reassuring feeling came to her face.

His low, cello-like voice whispered, "Tone ......"