Lu Zuo's expression changed drastically. Following the direction of the liquid flow, he immediately saw the paper wall.
Lu Zuo instantly knew where the liquid was coming from!
The ice and frost had melted, naturally turning into water.
Lu Zuo quickly retreated, trying to escape, but at this moment…
*Zzzzzlap!*
The sound of surging electricity suddenly rang out!
"Ah!"
The next instant, a tragic scream echoed.
No matter how fast Lu Zuo reacted, how could he be faster than the surging electricity?
Lu Zuo's body twitched continuously, and he slowly softened and knelt on the ground. As he opened his mouth, a wisp of black smoke rose, and then with a *thump*, Lu Zuo fell directly to the ground, his body shaking uncontrollably from spasms.
Bai Ye stepped forward, drew Ning Shuang from the paper wall, and went to Lu Zuo's side. Grabbing Lu Zuo by the hair, he lifted Lu Zuo's head.
"Farewell!"
*Puff!*
Bai Ye pressed the sword's edge against Lu Zuo's throat and exerted sudden force, severing his throat.
"You have killed a combatant (Supernatural World)."
"Due to the first-time completion of killing a combatant from the Supernatural World, you have received a reward: Paper God Superpower Factor x1."
"Paper God (Superpower) (Green): With mental power, paper can be manipulated at will."
A semi-transparent white light sphere appeared in front of Bai Ye and then flew into his body.
It was a very subtle sensation. Bai Ye felt like something had been added to his body, yet he couldn't see or touch it, only a feeling.
The next instant, Bai Ye glanced at the ground, and a sheet of A4 paper flew up.
Bai Ye grabbed it with his fingers and then flicked it violently. The A4 paper flew out to the side and, with a *clang*, became rigid as a blade, embedding itself into the metal wall.
Bai Ye looked at Lu Zuo's corpse and said, "A good ability, too bad he brought it upon himself."
Lu Zuo had the opportunity to kill Bai Ye. The Paper God ability wasn't just about manipulating paper; it could also harden and sharpen it, making it as sharp as a blade.
Although Bai Ye had guessed that there were others in this area, he didn't know where Lu Zuo was hiding.
Therefore, if Lu Zuo had attacked with the intention of killing Bai Ye from the start, instead of using paper to restrain Bai Ye's hands…
Therefore, if Lu Zuo hadn't wasted so much time, giving Bai Ye the chance to melt the ice and frost on Ning Shuang Sword…
However, what was the point of all these "ifs"?
There were many types of supernatural worlds. Some were in a state of chaos, where combat, disputes, and killing were constant. But some were in an orderly state, relatively peaceful. Although superpowers could be used for combat and killing, it didn't mean they should be used that way.
In Bai Ye's opinion, Lu Zuo belonged to the latter, likely from a relatively peaceful world.
Therefore, although his superpower had advantages in combat and gave him an edge over many chosen ones from other worlds when entering the World Battlefield, Lu Zuo was not adapted to the World Battlefield. At least, he didn't yet understand what kind of place it was.
Lu Zuo thought that combat in the World Battlefield was just fighting…
Whereas Bai Ye understood that this was a battle for survival!
Of course, Lu Zuo would no longer have the chance to find out.
Bai Ye withdrew his gaze from Lu Zuo's corpse and walked towards the original virus again. This time, no one would disturb him.
"You have successfully obtained the original virus and received a reward: T-Virus Vaccine x1."
A hint of joy appeared on Bai Ye's face. Mission two was complete, and the T-Virus Vaccine was in hand.
However, what followed was the most crucial part for Bai Ye. He needed to use the T-Virus and its vaccine to strengthen his body.
Bai Ye took a deep breath, then pointed the T-Virus syringe at his arm and slowly pushed the liquid into his body.
As the virus entered his body, Bai Ye didn't feel much.
In fact, being infected with the T-Virus wasn't a very painful experience, as its original purpose was as a genetic drug. Umbrella Corporation intended to create an army that would not tire and would not age or die.
In a sense, Umbrella Corporation had succeeded. Zombies indeed did not tire and did not age or die.
Therefore, the T-Virus possessed the characteristic of strengthening and reorganizing biological genetic factors, leading to significant enhancement of the physical body. The problem was that the T-Virus had the side effect of causing certain parts of the cerebral cortex to die, leading the subject to reminisce about infancy, involuntary facial muscle movements, and affected salivary gland secretion…
In simpler terms, it would turn them into imbeciles!
And low intelligence meant uncontrollability and inability to follow orders. Thus, the T-Virus project failed. The second side effect was zombification after death, ushering in an apocalypse for the world where Umbrella Corporation was located.
At the same time…
As Bai Ye was thinking, he suddenly felt a chill, and two streams of blood ran from his nose.
Bai Ye wiped them away, knowing the virus had started to act.
But he wasn't in a hurry; he needed to wait!
He had to precisely time the intersection between the strengthening and reorganization of biological genetic factors and the death of parts of the cerebral cortex to maximize his physical enhancement.
Of course, this was a very dangerous endeavor. If the vaccine wasn't injected in time, Bai Ye might truly turn into a zombie.
Soon, the cold sensation became more pronounced, and Bai Ye's face turned pale, gradually resembling those zombies. Most importantly, Bai Ye began to feel his consciousness starting to fade.
"It's about time!"
Bai Ye gasped, took out the T-Virus vaccine injector, aimed it at his arm, and pulled the trigger. The vaccine was then rapidly injected into Bai Ye's body.
The next instant, Bai Ye's expression suddenly contorted, veins bulged on his neck, then on his arms. The veins that appeared suddenly looked like writhing earthworms, appearing grotesque. Bai Ye felt as if his entire body was being torn apart by pain.
Bai Ye rolled on the ground, his body curled up in pain, repeatedly hitting his head against the ground. Sweat beaded on his forehead.
Fortunately, the pain didn't last long, only about a minute and a half before it rapidly subsided. Even so, Bai Ye was drenched in sweat.
Bai Ye gasped and grabbed a nearby piece of equipment, trying to support himself to stand up. But at this moment…
*Creak!*
As Bai Ye pressed down on the metal casing of the equipment, it let out a piercing screech and was forcefully dented inwards.