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Although the first infected person was successfully brought under control, many police officers were still injured by the irrational infected person, who used his teeth or fingernails to subdue him.
They transformed into the second wave of infected individuals 45 to 60 minutes later, launching an attack from within on all the living people remaining in the police station. By the time the police realized the problem, the last officer had already been scratched. With his remaining sanity, he called the hospital to have them control the injured, and five minutes later, he too lost his mind.
If his warning had been successful, he might have been posthumously honored with titles such as "Outstanding Officer" or "Selfless" after the crisis, but he failed.
After being bitten by the infected person, the passerby who was taken to the hospital soon followed in the footsteps of the police. During this time, many nurses and doctors who approached him to treat his wounds were also bitten. Although the "seriously injured" person's movements were eventually restrained by force, the number of people infected within the hospital was no less than that within the police station.
Unsurprisingly, the second thing to be paralyzed was the hospital.
Subsequently, as passersby who were bitten by the first infected person by chance became infected one after another, the virus, which had been dormant for more than seventy hours, fully demonstrated its "power".
Like a plague—no, it was an efficiency even more terrifying than a plague—the entire process, from the first attack to the paralysis of the entire city of Tokoname, took less than seven hours.
When television stopped broadcasting news reports urging people to return to their homes and await rescue, Lin Yi knew he had succeeded.
"The signal is probably blocked."
Looking at the helicopter whizzing by in the distance, Lin Yiru judged, "This is probably the best way to avoid causing widespread panic... How far can it spread through the air alone?"
The last question was directed at the being in one's mind, and the answer was received quite quickly.
[Depending on the climate and time, the limit is the entire planet where living beings exist.]
Lin Yi's expression froze: "Wait, didn't you say before that it would only spread within this city?"
The total amount of T-virus in a single tube is limited to this city, but each infected person also releases a certain amount of infection; infection does not necessarily require physical contact.
"That is to say..."
Looking into the distance, I happened to see a helicopter that had not been attacked at all, but suddenly wobbled and crashed, bursting into a brilliant burst of sparks in the night sky.
"Is this world over?"
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When deciding to do something, you need to consider not only what phenomena it will cause in the short term, but also what consequences it will lead to in the longer term.
On the third day after the fall of the city of Bedmaster, Lin Yi, who was stepping out of his "fortress" for the first time, bent down to observe the mangled corpse and suddenly had this realization.
"A blunt weapon, something like a baseball bat."
Judging from the shape of the dent on the zombie's head, Lin Yi, wearing a gas mask, said in a deep voice, "It must have been left by that group of people this morning."
No one answered, but Lin Yi, who was already used to talking to himself, was not frustrated. Instead, he stood up and looked ahead.
Aside from the wrecked and overturned vehicles, the streets were dotted with the occasional swaying zombies. Unlike the Raccoon City zombies described in the mind, these zombies, though also infected with the T-virus, only reacted to sound. Under normal circumstances, as long as one remained calm and was careful enough, it was relatively safe to move among these "corpses"... Of course, if the density reached a certain limit or you were unlucky enough to bump into something, then congratulations, perhaps dozens or even hundreds of zombies would rush out from some corner next to you and tear you apart—literally dismember you.
Taking refuge here means you don't have to worry about turning into a zombie later, because even if a shattered corpse is infected, it won't be able to move.
Just as he was about to continue along the trail left by the survivors, a zombie suddenly staggered out from around the corner and blocked his way. After hesitating for a moment and glancing at the dark and narrow alleyway to the side, Lin Yi finally gave up on the idea of taking a detour, unfastened the steel crossbow on his back, aimed it at the zombie's head, which still looked completely "bewildered," and pulled the trigger.
"rub--"
The composite metal arrow, launched at a speed of 80 m/s, pierced straight through the zombie's head and remained embedded in the ground two hundred meters away.
The zombie, its body swaying and a gash in its head, finally collapsed onto the road. This time, nothing could rouse it from its "death."
(Weakness is in the head)
Silently repeating this in his mind, Lin Yi nocked another arrow and continued forward, stepping over the corpse.
Prototype: Chapter 4 [The Main God]
If conditions allowed, Lin Yi would be extremely unwilling to put himself in such a situation full of uncertainties. His half-baked Qi cultivation level only made him immune to the most basic external routes of viral infection, and it didn't even add 0.1kg of wrist strength to his body. Apart from two tactical daggers, the only weapon he carried that could deal with these zombies was the crossbow on his back, which he had acquired from Zero World at great expense.
Of course, his purpose in running out of that safe "fortress" was not to hunt zombies, after all, it would be foolish to run out specifically to destroy the things he had created.
Having consumed the last half of the item and sacrificed an entire parallel world that could serve as a backup resource gathering point, Lin Yi only needed one thing.
"What should we do next?"
Finding the survivors by following their trail didn't take Lin Yi much effort, given their precarious situation.
With people in a state of panic and lacking any means to fight off the zombies, no one knew if they would fall down and become a zombie at any moment. It was already difficult enough for them to gather together to escape, let alone try to cover their tracks during the escape.
After clearing out several zombies along the way, Lin Yi finally hid in a building next to the temporary camp built by the survivors using wrecked cars. While keeping an eye on the situation below, Lin Yi asked the entity in his mind, but he had no intention of going down to make contact with them.
This behavior is unnecessary... Even if you see them, what can you do? Tell them that all of this is the result of your own actions? Or show off some kind of self-expression or sense of superiority in front of these disheveled people?
Perhaps one of the survivors down below, unable to think straight, could smash your head open with a single blow. For these survivors who have been teetering on the edge of life and death for dozens of hours, most of them are definitely on the verge of a mental breakdown.
With family members turned into zombies and everything familiar collapsing in less than three days, Lin Yi figured that quite a few people were probably starting to have this kind of self-destructive thought... The most obvious manifestation was that after the group of survivors finally found a place to rest, some of them not only did not take advantage of the hard-won opportunity to lie down and rest, but gathered together to discuss something, and then walked menacingly to a young man with a timid expression.
Seeing this, Lin Yi felt somewhat helpless.
These were all "materials" obtained at the cost of countless lives. Dying at the hands of zombies could be considered unavoidable, but dying at the hands of "our own people" would be a waste. He immediately called out to the entity in his mind: "You should have a plan, right? About how to build a world-traveling organization?"
[Data missing, unable to confirm]
"..."
Seeing the chaos below escalating, Lin Yi took a deep breath: "Alright... From now on, do as I say."
【as you wish】
"First, you have to stop those idiots. Can you speak directly into their minds? Like you would to me."
Forced thought intervention requires energy.
"Approximately how much?"
[Based on the individual's current willpower strength, the average value is 0.0712 units when the subject is a human.]
"What nonsense... Let's re-categorize it. Using the energy required to perform what you call forced mind intervention on an ordinary person as a base value, let's set it to 1. Then, calculate the energy required for world travel and the current remaining energy."
Understood, the data is as follows:
As the voice echoed in his mind, a series of numbers that only he could see suddenly appeared in the upper right corner of Lin Yi's retina.
Current remaining energy reserves: 36146
World travel required: 10000
Compulsory thought intervention (on humans) requires: 1
Matter travel: 1g=100
Life shuttle; 300000
After these basic energy reserve issues were finally quantified, the survivors who were arguing below inevitably began to physically clash due to the outburst of their pent-up emotions.
Just as the fierce-looking man in the lead was about to throw a punch at the hateful face in front of him, a voice suddenly rang in his mind, startling him.
Main Quest: Kill 10 zombies. Current kill count: 0. Remaining kill count: 10.
[Success Reward: 100 points]
[Failure penalty: 10 minutes of mental interference in the first phase]
Just as Lin Yi had predicted, upon suddenly hearing the cold, mechanical voice, the menacing-looking man immediately abandoned his aggressive actions and instead looked around warily: "Who—who's speaking!?"
"what happened?"
"Aren't you going to fight anymore?"
"Wait...did you hear that?"
"What did I hear—who's speaking in my ear?!"
……
As that voice resounded deep within the minds of each of the 31 survivors present, the originally volatile atmosphere suddenly turned eerie. The survivors looked at each other, trying to find the person "speaking" in their heads.
Meanwhile, Lin Yi, who witnessed this scene from afar, also encountered a second question: "What are we?"
World Shuttle Organization
"I understand, but we can't just say it so bluntly, can we? It would reveal a lot of information at once."
【…】
As always, when faced with a data gap, the entity in his mind would freeze and fall into a mysterious silence. In desperation, Lin Yi had no choice but to have the entity in his mind "transmit" his words to the minds of the 31 survivors in the distance.
[The Main God]
P.S.: During the airborne transmission phase of the virus, it's impossible for many people to huddle together to fight off zombies, because no one knows if the person next to them will become a zombie in the next second.
Prototype: Chapter 5 Construction Guidelines
Put yourself in their shoes. If you were in a dangerous and terrifying environment and suddenly heard someone claiming to control your life and death, and forcibly demanding that you obey all its orders—whether reasonable or unreasonable—anyone would refuse.
So when Lin Yi saw the survivors abandon the "main quest" after a brief period of chaos, he wasn't surprised at all.
"It's good that he's not dead."
A goal is a goal, and an ideal is an ideal. It is foolish to treat a long-term ideal as a short-term goal.
After being startled by the "God," the survivors below lost their desire to fight amongst themselves. They exchanged a few harsh words and then dispersed. They were exhausted both mentally and physically, and what they needed most now was some time to rest.
During this time, Lin Yi established several essential "foundational points" with the entity in his mind.
"From now on, I'll call you 'Lord God,' is that alright?"
[Title confirmed: Chief God]
Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "Since it is the main god, then this world-class time-travel organization will be called 'Main God Space'. Of course, right now we don't have a territory that we can completely control and can only operate within this world, but we absolutely cannot let those candidates know about this... At least we need to create the impression that we are already a relatively mature world-class time-travel organization, do you understand what I mean?"
[Command confirmed, corresponding mechanism activated and allowed]
Glancing at the completely silent survivors below, Lin Yi organized his thoughts and slowly voiced the vague ideas in his mind.
"First, there's the task assignment system. Ideally, it should be presented to the individuals accepting the tasks in the simplest and most direct way. Currently, conditions don't allow for this, so we can only use mind intrusion. If possible, we should create a data template similar to the one you showed me and present it to them in the future. Moreover, it must possess some kind of mandatory constraint, such as something that cannot be forcibly removed."
[Logical flawed]
"This shouldn't be hard to understand. Just like people who walk on the ground every day don't always realize that they are constantly bound by gravity, individuals who enter the God's Space will instinctively feel that they are constantly being monitored and controlled by the God when they are bound by this seemingly simple but inescapable constraint... The first reaction of people walking on the ground when they encounter an earthquake is definitely not to go to the sky. Similarly, individuals who are 'monitored' by the God's Space will not think of betraying the God's Space immediately when they encounter unexpected situations—at least in most cases. Of course, these can only be used as backup measures. More importantly, the punishment should be cruel. But since we can get this kind of benefit by paying a small price, why not?"
There was a long silence.
[Record 1: Completion of recording mandatory constraint measures]
Lin Yi nodded: "Very good, next is the attribute table, do you understand?"
[Unable to interpret its specific meaning]
The deity who gave this answer listed all the "attribute tables" he had encountered in his twenty-three years of life on Lin Yi's retina. The sources were varied, including fantasy, reality, pictures, and numbers... but most of them came from games.
Shaking his head vigorously, which was feeling a bit dizzy from the sudden influx of numerous "attribute tables," Lin Yi quickly stopped him, saying, "That's enough, this is fine."
The final version was a basic attribute table with only four rows of attributes: Strength, Constitution, Agility, and Spirit.
"When setting up attribute tables, we need to consider not only practicality but also ease of understanding. After all, according to the construction plan of the main god, the scope of personnel involved may expand to a fairly large group. If we create a bunch of sophisticated data that people can't understand at all, it would be a waste of time and effort... Besides, we're not making a game; we're selecting qualified candidates. Investing too many observation resources in them would be a complete waste. So, for now, this level is sufficient."
[Record Record 2: Basic Attribute Table Completed]
Looking at the rapidly jumping numbers in the upper right corner of his vision, Lin Yi suddenly had an idea.
"God, please bring up my basic attribute table."
Power: 0.233
Constitution: 0.233
Agility: 0.233
Spirit: 0.233
"..."
Lin Yi realized that he had made a big mistake.
Taking a deep breath: "Could you tell me what creature this attribute is based on as a template for calculation?"
[Data missing, unable to confirm]
As expected, the answer was met with a shake of the head: "Let's revise it. Use the average value of adult males as the base, um... 10 will do. Then calculate the individual's current attributes. Oh, and it would be best to add a name and number. It doesn't matter for me, but remember to modify those who haven't officially entered the Main God Space yet."
Before long, a completely new attribute table appeared in front of Lin Yi.
Name: Lin Yi
No.: 0
Strength: 10 (The average value for an average adult male is 10).
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