The next day, the first batch of A-level metal weapons from H City entered the agreed-upon transaction time.
This time, the three leaders, Mao Wudi, did not come. The number of weapons transacted was 100 A-level metal weapons for each of the Three Overlord Powers.
The transaction time was set for today because tomorrow would be the day the Three Overlord Powers would eliminate and take over Dream City.
These 300 hastily produced A-level metal weapons would officially be put into battle tomorrow.
Zuo Feng knew the outcome of this war without needing to think much. With three walking Nine-Slash powerhouses overseeing it, plus the assistance of A-level metal weapons, Dream City would be completely unable to resist.
Once the battle ended, the detection agent for the new symbiotic zombie virus would officially be put into clinical trials.
The transaction went extremely smoothly, with almost no communication between the two parties. The metal weapons were quickly packed into vehicles.
In the darkness, the roar of the convoy gradually faded into the distance. Zuo Feng looked at the departing convoy, but a faint unease lingered in his heart.
This unease did not stem from doubt about the battle's outcome, but rather a strange premonition, as if some invisible force was quietly gathering.
He always felt that in this battle for Dream City, unknown changes would occur in the shadows.
Zuo Feng shook his head slightly, trying to dispel the gloom in his heart.
But the unease was like a shadow, clinging to him and refusing to leave.
Unfortunately, he couldn't think of any unexpected changes at the moment. After all, the Three Overlord Powers were fully prepared, had overwhelming strength, and their intelligence work was very thorough.
In particular, the Luoxia Alliance, one of the Three Giants of Dream City, would defect during the battle and join the Three Overlord Powers, which would undoubtedly make the battle even more one-sided.
Although Mei Xue Ji had left the Luoxia Alliance, and the Luoxia Alliance had elected a new leader, through Mei Xue Ji's communication, the current leader of the Luoxia Alliance had clearly stated that he would fully cooperate with the actions of the Three Overlord Powers, including directly defecting at a critical moment in the battle.
Under such an advantage, Zuo Feng really couldn't think of any other variables. Could something happen in the central area of H City?
Zuo Feng shook his head slightly; it was impossible. Si Jingjing and Si Yingying had clearly stated that there would be no changes in the central area of H City in the short term.
Zuo Feng's gaze looked into the distance, and he finally sighed helplessly, only able to secretly pray for everything to go smoothly.
But even so, the chill in his heart still couldn't dissipate, as if some unknown wheel of fate had already begun to turn quietly, and he was powerless to stop it.
At the same time, inside the Brothers Alliance headquarters in Dream City, Wan Youyu stood in the secret Laboratory, gazing at the empty Laboratory before him.
This was where he cultivated the pathogens that were about to erupt, but now it was empty. It wasn't that he had stopped the experiment, but because the agents he had created using all his resources had been exhausted. Without agents, he couldn't create new pathogens, so it naturally became empty.
Wan Youyu stared ferociously at the record book on the experimental table, his fingertips gently tapping the yellowed pages, his eyes flashing with madness and fanaticism.
He knew in his heart that his time was running out, but he had succeeded. Nearly ten thousand pathogens that were about to erupt had been successfully spread by him, and no one could stop this disaster.
At this moment, if Zuo Feng saw Wan Youyu, he would definitely be surprised that Wan Youyu had become a half-human, half-zombie. Half of his body had completely evolved into the appearance of a Six-Slash Zombie, while the other half of his body still maintained a human form, with ferocity and madness intertwined within him.
Originally, Wan Youyu, carrying the new symbiotic zombie virus, was destined to become a zombie unless Firefly intervened to treat him. This was why Wan Youyu had the crazy plan of frantically creating and spreading pathogens to drag more people down with him.
Unfortunately, there is always a way out. Wan Youyu, who was originally waiting for death, found a glimmer of hope, and this hope was brought to him by E City.
He exchanged all the data on the pathogen agent for life-extending technical support from Ye Wenwen in E City.
That was to completely transform his body, allowing it to coexist with the virus, achieving a pathological balance, thereby avoiding becoming a zombie entirely.
The price was that from then on, Wan Youyu would no longer be human, but an existence between human and zombie, which is Wan Youyu's current half-human, half-zombie state.
But this did not make him afraid; instead, it made him feel an unprecedented surge of power.
"Soon... it will be soon..."
He let out a low, gurgling laugh from his throat, like the wheezing of a broken bellows.
If anyone were here at this moment, they would be horrified to discover that seven half-slanted strokes on Wan Youyu's forehead were glowing with a crimson light. Blood-red patterns on the surface of his left half of his body slowly moved like living things, completely consistent with the state of a Slash Zombie, and even more powerful with seven slanted strokes.
Most bizarrely, a gray line in the very center of his body, like a crack, divided two completely different life forms: left for corpse, right for human.
Wan Youyu's half-zombie face twisted, revealing an inhuman, ferocious smile.
He slowly raised his left hand, covered in dark red keratin and with sharp, hook-like fingertips, and gently stroked the seven half-slanted, flickering crimson strokes on his forehead.
Each flicker of light was accompanied by a rapid movement of the blood-red patterns on his left half of his body, as if countless tiny living things were surging beneath his skin.
The muscles of his right, human cheek twitched stiffly, trying to maintain an expression belonging to “Wan Youyu,” but it only made him appear more bizarre.
"Hoo... power..."
The airflow rolling in his throat carried a hoarse sound like metal grinding. His intact right eye stared intently at the empty cultivation tanks in the Laboratory, where a few drops of dark green culture fluid remained, reflecting a viscous sheen under the pale light.
"Not enough... far from enough..." He suddenly clenched his zombified left hand, his sharp nails digging deep into the dark red keratin of his palm, yet not a single drop of blood flowed out. Only a tentacle, blood-red like fresh blood, rapidly repaired the wound.
Just then, the blood-red patterns covering his left half of his body suddenly lit up, like a red-hot branding iron, and a violent energy burst uncontrollably from within him.
"Boom!" A sturdy alloy support at the corner of the experimental table instantly twisted and melted, like soft clay kneaded by an invisible giant force. Blood-red tentacles continuously emerged from his left half of his body, frantically wreaking havoc on everything in the Laboratory.
Wan Youyu's body swayed violently, his left zombified pupil sharply contracting into a crimson vertical line. The furious killing intent almost broke through the thin layer of human consciousness.
"My good darling, don't rush. We've waited this long; what's a little more waiting..."
The unzombified corner of Wan Youyu's right mouth slowly stretched into a grin.
It took a full dozen seconds for the violent energy to slowly subside like a receding tide.
The light of the blood-red patterns dimmed, returning to their slow movement.