After Tie Zhenshan, Mao Wudi, and Rou Moyu, the three leaders of the Overlord Powers, returned to their respective territories, they immediately handed over the information and virus samples of the New type of symbiotic zombie virus to their teams for in-depth research.
What they had were all experimental results, so they only needed their teams to verify them.
In just one day, the faces of the leaders of the Three Overlord Powers turned ashen, because after verification by their respective scientific research teams, the results were completely consistent with what Zuo Feng had said.
"Bastards, bastards! Those bastards from Dream City!"
In the headquarters of Steel Fortress, Tie Zhenshan furiously slammed the table, looking at the research conclusions on the desktop, his eyes burning with rage, and his heart filled with both fear and anxiety.
He was not a saint and was somewhat addicted to beauty; he kept more than a dozen beauties in his own residence and occasionally liked to hunt for women outside.
Tie Zhenshan never forced any woman, believing in mutual consent. In this apocalypse, for Tie Zhenshan, as the leader of an Overlord Power, to achieve this was already quite difficult.
However, at this moment, Tie Zhenshan's heart was full of regret, wondering why he couldn't control himself. Now, he was very likely to have been infected with this virus.
All of this was because those sinful people in Dream City had opened Pandora's Box, implicating the entire H City.
"Tell the scientific research team, no matter what, they must develop detection agents and antidotes, at all costs."
Tie Zhenshan's voice echoed in the empty conference room.
In the headquarters of Spear of Victory, Mao Wudi's face was also gloomy, holding the research report tightly in his hand, his heart burning with anger.
He was already over fifty years old. Although he was not as addicted to beauty as Tie Zhenshan, he had many family members, and many relatives were also in this city, especially his only son, who was a playboy. After the apocalypse, relying on his status, he became even more reckless, ruining countless women.
Mao Wudi knew well that his only son was definitely a high-risk carrier of the virus and might have already spread it to more people.
"Go! Find that rebellious son for me, lock him up, throw him into the dungeon! Until a detection agent and an antidote are developed." Mao Wudi's voice was like thunder, making the entire room hum.
His subordinates dared not delay and immediately took action.
In the headquarters of Glory of Light, Rou Moyu looked at the research report in her hand, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.
Although she was a woman, she was known for her iron fist, and in the apocalypse, she was even more ruthless.
As the leader of Glory of Light, she promoted feminism, and within her territory, women held extremely high status; men were merely tools and labor for her.
Yet, she kept countless male companions.
Now, Rou Moyu dared not imagine if she herself had also been infected by the virus.
She coldly ordered, "Immediately send all my male companions to the Laboratory for live testing, regardless of their life or death, but it must be confirmed whether they carry the virus."
One good thing was that the men she fancied were all kept in captivity by her, with very little contact with the outside world. As long as it was confirmed that her personal male companions were not infected, she might still be spared.
At the same time, the Three Overlord Powers spread the news of the existence of the New type of symbiotic zombie virus and fully hunted down members of Dream City who had entered their territories.
Anyone caught would be immediately killed. At the same time, they sealed off the outer defense lines of their territories, no longer accepting any survivors from outside forces.
The orders spread rapidly, and a tense atmosphere enveloped the entire H City.
The actions of the Three Overlords were so extensive that the news naturally reached the ears of Dream City very quickly.
Mei Xue Ji, Wan Youyu, and Hu Banshan's faces turned ashen when they heard, and they secretly groaned in their hearts.
They knew they had caused big trouble this time. They were not worried about the Three Overlords retaliating together; Dream City was now equivalent to a city of plague, and only a madman would attack a city of plague.
What they were more worried about was themselves, whether they had become virus carriers. If the virus broke out and no antidote was found, they themselves and the forces they had painstakingly built would all be for naught.
In the headquarters of Brothers Alliance, Wan Youyu sat in his office, his greasy face no longer bearing its usual kind smile, replaced by deep malice and anxiety.
Beside him, two trusted subordinates were enjoying the women Wan Youyu had arranged for them, their faces full of venomous resentment.
Originally, this should have been considered a reward, but now it was different; these two women were Mutants who had taken a potion.
With such massive actions by the Three Overlords, Wan Youyu's two trusted subordinates naturally knew the transmission routes and dangers of the New type of symbiotic zombie virus.
They were clear that after this, they would 100% become virus carriers.
However, Wan Youyu, to bind them to the same ship, actually forced them to enjoy these high-risk "rewards."
Both knew well that Wan Youyu must be a virus carrier, because those beautiful women who had mutated through potions had all been taken into his harem.
After a long while, the two finished their business and walked up to Wan Youyu with gloomy faces, constantly cursing his ruthlessness in their hearts.
Suppressing their burning anger, they asked in a low voice, "Leader, what should we do next? Should we continue to manufacture and use the potion?"
Wan Youyu sneered, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes: "Continue to manufacture, and continue to use, but more secretly, not openly. Isn't the incubation period six months?
As long as the Three Overlord Powers develop an antidote within these six months, we'll be fine.
As long as they develop an antidote, they will definitely announce it, because if they don't, the entire H City will become a burial ground.
What we need to do now is, while they are developing the antidote, fully cultivate Mutants with the potion, expand our strength. Luo Xia Alliance and Giant Tiger Alliance will certainly have the same mindset. If we stop now, by the time the antidote is developed, our strength will fall far behind, and we will only be at their mercy."
Upon hearing this, a hint of horror flashed in their eyes. This plan was truly insane; if the antidote could not be developed, the Mutants they created would become a ticking time bomb to destroy H City.
Wan Youyu, knowing he was already a virus carrier, evidently harbored thoughts of mutual destruction, attempting to drag more people down with him at the last moment.
If there was an antidote, others would be developing it while they expanded their Mutant army. Once the antidote succeeded, they could seize the opportunity to rise and control the overall situation.
If the antidote failed, Wan Youyu was already doomed to die, so he naturally wouldn't care how many people would be buried with him.
No wonder Wan Youyu wanted to drag them into this; this way, their fate was tied to Wan Youyu's, and they could only fight to the death.
"Understood, Leader." The two suppressed the fear in their hearts, knowing there was no turning back.
They turned and left, secretly vowing in their hearts: once there was an antidote, they would definitely stay away from this madman. Wan Youyu was too insane, simply a deranged gambler.
Watching his subordinates leave, Wan Youyu dismissed the two Mutant women.
He sat alone in the office, his eyes a mix of madness, fear, and coldness.
