Kevin coughed softly, "Buddy, he's a man, just dressed like a woman."
Morpheus turned around, sneering, "You three think you can catch me? Haha, you're thinking too much."
"He doesn't look like a man to me either," Bruce also said, confused.
Just then, a grenade flew from a distance and exploded directly in the middle of the four.
Boom! An explosion ripped through the air, and Morpheus was blasted away, still coughing up blood. He lay on the island shore, his head bleeding, his consciousness gradually blurring.
Just before losing consciousness, Morpheus could only take out the prepared T+G Virus and inject himself, using the virus to save his life. Even if he might turn into a monster, in the face of death, everything else was secondary.
Leon rushed over to check Morpheus's injuries, but found nothing except some bloodstains on the ground.
Members of a small team rushed out of the dense forest, and a squad leader raised his gun and said, "This area has been taken over by the European Union Counter-Terrorism Force. You should leave quickly and not get involved in what's happening here."
Leon and Kevin exchanged glances. This was a contest between international regions. As agents, they understood it to some extent.
Especially the Kingdom of Britannia, which used to be a world hegemon. Now that its strength was lacking and it had been surpassed by the Western Federation, it was certainly very unhappy.
After the injection, the virus began to rapidly occupy Morpheus's cells, repairing the injured areas. His desire for beauty, in particular, transformed into willpower, and this willpower drove the virus to act.
Finally, Morpheus turned into a bald tyrant, with a somewhat more feminine appearance, and his vocal cords became a combination of male and female. His right hand mutated into a huge claw, with some characteristics of marine life, and a hint of electricity flashed across the claw.
His entire being became very strange, very much like a woman, yet clearly still a man. Morpheus looked at his mutated claw, somewhat disbelieving. Although his left hand maintained a human appearance, he was no longer human.
The baldness was something he had never expected. He wanted to become more beautiful, but he never thought he would become a monster. However, Morpheus retained his sanity, which seemed similar to Colonel Sergei; both were among the one-in-a-million individuals who could perfectly adapt to the virus.
After exposure to the virus, their bodily functions were not destroyed; instead, they had a constitution that coexisted with the virus, which was extremely rare.
Even rarer was Lisa's constitution, which could devour the virus for her own use, rather than coexisting with it. Sergei and Morpheus collaborated and coexisted with the virus, while Lisa dominated the virus. The difference between them was like heaven and earth.
The enraged Morpheus bent and leaped with force, directly springing to a height of ten meters. He reached the thirty-meter-high shore in just two leaps.
The special forces team members immediately formed an attack formation, taking out grenade launchers and rocket launchers.
"Open fire!" the squad leader ordered.
Tat-tat-tat, assault rifles began to fire, grenades arced across the night sky, and anti-tank rocket launchers were deployed. The most powerful infantry weapons were used, all for a single, decisive blow.
Morpheus's mind stirred. He raised his right claw, and a flash of electricity blocked the bullets. With a swipe of his right claw, the grenades were batted away. His left hand gripped the tail of a rocket launcher, his expression utterly contemptuous. "Ants."
Whoosh! The rocket launcher was thrown back, and the special forces team quickly evaded it. This weakened their attack on Morpheus, and when they tried to re-target, they found that the target had disappeared.
"Ah!" A special forces member screamed as his heart was pierced by a claw; his bulletproof vest couldn't save him.
"Looks like the fun has just begun," Leon and the others took out their assault rifles, began to be vigilant, and waited for an opportunity to strike.
Boom! The shell exploded, but Morpheus was not harmed; he only felt hunger. The invasiveness of the G-Virus did not appear, but its devouring ability remained, giving the host a violent devouring instinct.
Eddie arrived at the shore but realized that leaving was a problem, so he could only contact Anruka. "I'm on Kazakhstan Island. Are there any ships that can pick me up?"
"What? How are you there? Were you invited? Alright, I'll have the British Fleet send a fleet to escort you," Anruka was puzzled but quickly understood the situation.
Currently, Anruka's work focus was on the logistics industry and building an original ecological industry, with not much investment in pharmaceuticals.
In this regard, he fully cooperated with Eddie's Mysterious Pharmaceutical to sell their drugs. Compared to the pharmaceutical industry, other industries were more profitable.
As for the life extension plan, that was just a tool Anruka used to fool the Elder Council. He wouldn't believe such an absurd thing; making money in other areas was the real truth. In this world, no money means being a grandson, an eternal truth.
Fong Ling stood by the sea, "Your influence is vast. The organization suspected you were involved in Ada's disappearance."
"She's my wife, now pregnant with my child and resting. Since she married me, she naturally works for me. You're the same; you can't escape, and you won't," Eddie said confidently.
Fong Ling was a female agent with a classical charm, not stunningly beautiful, but very appealing. She possessed the virtues of an Eastern beauty, like a pot of Da Hong Pao tea, whose flavor is only truly appreciated after careful tasting.
"You're very confident," Fong Ling smiled. She didn't care; it wasn't as if she was actively throwing herself at him. She was taken back to be a bandit's wife.
"Of course. If a person doesn't have a little confidence, how can they achieve great things?" Eddie nodded, looking at the gradually dawning night. Dawn was approaching.
Alexia folded her arms. Coming here, she had experienced a fleeting agent's life. The underground laboratory was like a backyard garden, easy to enter. No wonder the man was so carefree, with so many women working behind the scenes to support him.
A medium-sized warship in the distance approached quickly, seemingly having received orders. However, the next second, a giant monster's tentacle wrapped around the warship, capsizing a nearly sixty-ton medium-sized warship and pulling it to the seabed!
Chapter 414: The Powerful Effect of Electrical Current
"That's a giant octopus infected with the T-Virus, with a trace of improved G-Virus added later. These octopuses are used as underwater weapons, with chips in their heads for control. Now, we don't know if the rapidly multiplying virus will devour the control chips, leading to the weapons going out of control," Oriana explained.
"Did you do this? If this creature spreads, it will cause immense damage to the marine environment!" Fong Ling said angrily.
"This wasn't my idea; it was my foolish brother's decision. It has nothing to do with me," Oriana refused to take the blame. She yearned for more beauty and longevity, not world destruction.
"What should we do now?" Fong Ling asked, somewhat worried.
Eddie, however, was not in a hurry. He lit a cigarette, looking as if he was watching a good show. "Are you very worried?"
"Aren't you worried? This could lead to environmental destruction and human extinction," Fong Ling said, somewhat annoyed, frustrated by his lack of concern.
Eddie shook his index finger, looking very smug. "There's nothing to worry about. I think you're overthinking it."
"Why? You'd better give me a reason," Fong Ling folded her arms, a little angry. Her thoughts were still focused on world peace.
Alexia also lit a cigarette and leaned against Eddie. "It's simple. When an aircraft carrier fleet deploys, in addition to battleships for escort, it also has nuclear submarines. Using nuclear submarines and mines can effectively deal with this kind of monster."
Eddie nodded. "Besides, from what we just saw, that monster only continuously harassed ships or moving objects in its territory. Even if we sent a time bomb over, it would eat it."
Fong Ling felt a little embarrassed. She had misunderstood her man. It seemed she was indeed overly nervous. This monster was actually quite easy to deal with. Thinking of this, she said apologetically, "I'm sorry!"
"It's alright. Just atone for it by getting pregnant. Let's wait a bit longer; those fleet commanders understand naval warfare better than we do," Eddie continued to calmly smoke his cigarette.
On Kazakhstan Island, many regional representatives were killed, and many others took the opportunity to retreat. They purposefully took some things from the island, all having learned about something called the T+G Virus.
Nikolai had already left by submarine. Despite Morpheus's attack, he was smiling happily. While fulfilling the order, he also made a small profit.
This cooperation was essentially between him and Morpheus, and the two also had a friendship. Using Umbrella's cruise ship auction this time, they raised funds without needing to deliver goods. The funds Morpheus obtained would then be split in half, and taking his share back to Sergei to report would be perfect.
Most of the special forces teams on the entire island were wiped out, some dying in zombie attacks in dark corners, others falling victim to traps and mechanisms.
More were defeated and killed by the strongman tyrants mutated from Morpheus's clones.
After slaughtering countless special forces, the strongman tyrant was also severely battered. Driven by the G-Virus, it began to constantly devour corpses to replenish energy.
Thump! With a quick leap, the strongman tyrant still remembered its orders: kill everyone it saw, except Morpheus.
The strongman tyrant had undergone a second mutation, regrowing a pair of hands, while its original arms had transformed into wings on its back. Its head had also become animal-like, with bone spurs and fangs all over its body, used for hunting enemies.
Fong Ling and Oriana raised their guns and assumed defensive postures, somewhat surprised to see the monster tyrant before them.