Chapter 881: Chapter 881: Special Test Subjects

Ten minutes later.

The True God Research Institute Headquarters received the final message from each of the branch institutes.

All the researchers have died, leaving no remains.

Whether it was the individuals being researched, or animals, plants.

No traces were left behind.

And the sender of this information was not personnel from the True God Research Institute but the Zombie King that attacked the institute...

At this moment, Wang Ge was sitting with his legs crossed, watching his father frantically pacing around.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible! Even if we didn’t register each Zombie King’s information, such a sudden emergence of so many Zombie Kings shouldn’t happen!"

"Where exactly did so many powerful Zombie Kings come from?"

Dean Wang was wearing a white lab coat, his face devoid of any kind expression, extremely twisted.

The ability to create High Rank Zombies is possessed by the True God Research Institute, but creating perfect Zombie Kings one after another is beyond them.

They couldn’t do it; they believed no one else could either!

The existence of a Zombie King defies the natural order; getting even one is a rare opportunity.

There’s no way someone has the supernatural skills to produce so many Zombie Kings!

A trace of blood-red suffused Dean Wang’s eyes; he wanted to fight desperately against the opponent, yet did not know whom to seek out.

This is the life’s work of his decades, for the so-called "True God," he had truly given too much.

His wife, his children.

In the end, only Wang Ge was left, and just as the rise to godhood was imminent, the institute suffered irreparable blows.

"Hey! Old man, the helicopter outside has been roaring for a long time, I fear someone has taken the fight to us."

Wang Ge spoke with a jaunty tone; sometimes he still appeared like the silly Wang Ge.

But only he knew that he was no longer his former self.

He had always been waiting for an opportunity.

To kill the old wolf, to become the lead wolf.

He had endured enough of the torment from the crystal core in his brain, and also being Dean Wang’s creation.

From childhood to adulthood, just because of a small crystal core, he endured much suffering and lost a lot.

If he hadn’t had the crystal core implanted in his brain, he would have risen, with his abilities, to a strong position even without forced acceleration.

All misfortune’s roots stem from that old madman.

Dean Wang is a regular person.

A truly ordinary person, but after the apocalypse, he was surrounded by powerful Superpower Users and Zombies for protection.

Wang Ge had never had the upper hand in any struggle.

But...

Wang Ge’s mouth curled into a sinister smile; he had found a suitable ally, capable of quickly overthrowing the old man.

Even if the True God Research Institute was completely destroyed, he wouldn’t care.

"What did you say? Why didn’t you mention it earlier?"

Dean Wang briskly turned towards Wang Ge upon hearing his words.

His gaze was devoid of any fatherly affection, only the harshness reserved for traitors.

Wang Ge had always had a tendency to rebel, but Dean Wang believed he could not escape his grasp, never giving him serious attention.

Just the most unique experiment!

"I did mention it; maybe you just didn’t hear,"

Wang Ge shrugged innocently and looked at the slightly plump girl next to him.

"Go on, give our dean a report on the specifics."

Zhang Ping, when named, slightly shrank back, subconsciously touching the device on her temple.

Wishing she could rip it out.

This device could precisely detect various brainwaves.

She didn’t know how many Zombies had come outside, feeling her brain on the brink of explosion, overwhelmed with Zombie King’s brainwaves.

The brainwaves repeatedly assaulted her mind, making it almost impossible for her to stand.

"So many...so many Zombie Kings!"

Zhang Ping only managed to say these few words before painfully grabbing her head and crouching on the ground, unable to stand up.

The device on her temple required special surgery for removal; she dared not forcefully pull it out, having to enduringly withstand the surges.

"You, wait!"

Dean Wang finally realized the severity of the situation, gazing at Wang Ge as if looking at a dead man.

After giving Wang Ge a vicious look, he turned and walked towards the deepest part of the True God Research Institute.

Unbeknownst to him, a figure appeared silently by his side, closely following him.

Wang Ge touched his chin expressionlessly, recalling the expressions Dean Wang directed at him.

He knew them well; it was the look he reserved for abnormal experimental subjects destined to be destroyed.

Wang Ge’s lips carried a hint of mockery.

Their closest father-son times perhaps were when they appeared in front of the Bai Family, feigning mental illness.

"It has begun, fight! No matter who wins, my goal has already been achieved."

Wang Ge’s face adorned a bewitching smile; he somehow had gotten a stack of data.

Transplanting the ancient crystal core into his brain had severe side effects.

He hadn’t killed Dean Wang yet, still working for him out of obligation, and due to the information regarding Zhu Jiu.

Now that the data was in hand, even if the True God Research Institute collapsed, he could still use the crystal core in his mind to become a true god.

The ancient, legendary Zhu Jiuyin.

"What...what should we do now?"

Zhang Ping trembled like a leaf.

All along, she solely listened to Wang Ge’s commands, aware of the tension between Wang Ge and his father, aware of her choice now.

The situation outside obviously linked to Wang Ge indelicately.

The Wang family often stayed away from the True God Research Institute Headquarters.

Recently, Wang Ge mentioned his crystal core energy becoming active, seemingly on the verge of evolving to the next level.

This prompted him to unlock the long-sealed True God Research Institute Headquarters.

Here lies the closest secrets, surrounded by white walls and thick disinfectant scent.

Human rage and Zombie growls could be heard sporadically.

Important experimental subjects were transferred to this location.

"Do nothing, wait."

Wang Ge leisurely uttered a word, sitting on the sofa with closed eyes, resting.

He truly didn’t care.

Even if the person was using him, solely wanting help with eliminating Dean Wang, he accepted it.

Boom—

Zhang Ping suddenly stiffened, her body collapsed onto the ground.

Powerful brainwaves drew closer, roving freely throughout every corner of the True God Research Institute, nearly bursting her brain’s crystal core.

Unable to endure, she finally fainted.

"Useless!"

Wang Ge kicked Zhang Ping, returning to the sofa, half-closed eyes, awaiting the outcome.

The old wolf had aged, just a regular person, but his followers were plentiful, and he had several ace experimental subjects.

The ensuing battle would surely be exciting.

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.