"Y-y-y-you...!!"
Before Yang Lina could finish her serious warning, she watched as Zhou Yuanjue, without a word, opened one of the vials and poured its contents into the gash on his upper arm.
"What's all the stuttering for? Young people are just so excitable."
Old Director Zhong Hongyu had the unfazed air of someone who had seen it all, though his gaze remained fixed on the wound where Zhou Yuanjue had introduced the Rebellion cells, monitoring its every change.
GURGLE!!
Suddenly, the wound on Zhou Yuanjue's upper arm trembled violently.
GURGLE GURGLE GURGLE!!
Then, the wound began to writhe and squirm violently, as if something was hatching inside it.
'It's begun.'
Zhong Hongyu narrowed his eyes. He knew this was the devouring and proliferating effect of the Rebellion cells taking hold. They converted the host's own cells to obtain Energy, then rapidly replicated and multiplied.
