75: Biochemical Matriarch

The woman's sudden shriek instantly scared the already excited crowd into a panic, causing them to distance themselves from each other.

Just over ten days ago, their classmates and friends had suddenly turned into zombies and attacked them madly.

If they were attacked by them, besides hiding, the only consequence was being eaten piece by piece.

During these past ten-plus days, although there weren't countless zombies appearing instantly as before, they would occasionally hear news of people turning into zombies.

This made them afraid to keep too close a distance to anyone; they had forgotten this in their emotional excitement just now. Now realizing it, they once again fell into chaos.

"Everyone, don't panic! The one who turned into a zombie is Sun Yue!" Wu Que shouted to the crowd, then yelled to a man behind him, "Li Bai, go kill her!"

The man called Li Bai was thin and carried a Tang saber.

After hearing Wu Que's command, he flashed in front of Sun Yue, raised his saber, and brought it down. Sun Yue's head was split diagonally in two, with red and white matter scattered everywhere.

"Yueyue!" Zhou Tao looked at his girlfriend lying on the ground, his vacant eyes filled with pain.

He cried hysterically, rushing to Sun Yue and holding her in his arms, staring at Sun Yue's half-remaining head, his gaze losing all focus.

"Should I kill him?" Li Bai glanced at Zhou Tao disdainfully, his tone chilling.

Li Bai, Zhou Tao, and Wu Que were all from the same dorm, but at this moment, he felt no affection for this upper-bunk roommate.

"No need!" Wu Que glanced at Zhou Tao disdainfully, his eyes filled with contempt.

He couldn't kill Zhou Tao yet, at least not in front of these people.

In the hearts of these onlookers, he still needed to maintain a magnanimous image, at least to make most of them believe he was a good person so they would be willing to join him.

Moreover, the current Zhou Tao no longer posed any threat to him; it was better to let him die in agony.

"Fellow students and teachers, don't panic, Sun Yue has been killed."

Wu Que raised his hand and clapped, drawing everyone's attention.

Hearing Wu Que's voice, the restless crowd slowly calmed down. Everyone cautiously kept their distance from others, their eyes curiously fixed on Wu Que.

In the apocalypse, people with powerful strength are more likely to attract followers.

"Everyone! You've seen our strength; killing zombies is effortless, which is enough to prove we can protect you."

"Secondly, as a Chosen One, the gods have also bestowed upon me a zombie serum that grants immunity to the zombie virus. As long as you join us, you can go to the classroom dorm building tomorrow morning to receive it."

Zombie serum!

Upon hearing these words, everyone's eyes lit up, filled with longing.

"I want it! God's Son, I want to sign up!"

Some people, terrified by the apocalypse, seemed to grasp a glimmer of dawn, even kneeling on the ground and shouting.

"Tomorrow, sign up at 7 AM downstairs at the classroom dorm building to get it. It's already very late, everyone go rest!"

With that, Wu Que quickly left with his subordinates.

As he left, the crowd also dispersed, leaving only Zhou Tao, holding Sun Yue's corpse with a vacant stare, on the empty sports field.

The nearby zombies, sensing the dissipating fear from his heart, began to approach Zhou Tao.

In a dorm room on the third floor of the faculty dormitory, seven naked women lay casually on the floor with their legs spread, their bodies covered in marks of abuse.

Wu Que entered the room with Li Bai and his subordinates. The men casually glanced at the women, then ignored them.

"Boss! If you ask me, Zhou Tao just doesn't know what's good for him. It's just a woman, isn't it? It's his honor for you to play with her."

"Exactly! He was the only one in our dorm with a beautiful girlfriend; I almost died of envy."

"Haha! Now you've got your wish. But honestly, that Sun Yue is really tender, much more enjoyable than Director Nian, that old woman."

Wu Que listened to his subordinates' words and found a spot on the bed to sit down.

Seeing their boss Wu Que sit down without responding, the men stopped discussing Zhou Tao's girlfriend.

"Boss! I've never heard of that serum of yours. Can you spare some for me?"

A lewd man with a pockmarked face looked at Wu Que ingratiatingly.

"I only recently received this gift from the gods, but I don't have suitable containers for it." Wu Que smiled slightly, then paused, looking at the usually silent Li Bai beside him, and said, "Perfect, Li Bai, take them to the chemical engineering building to find some test tubes. Remember to get the stoppers too; I'll use them to hold the serum."

"Alright!" Li Bai responded and left the dorm with the others.

Feeling their departure, Wu Que's eyes darkened.

He took off his jacket, revealing a long, narrow wound on his back that was constantly oozing black blood.

At the edge of the wound, a layer of pale, gelatinous substance slowly moved towards the center as if alive, gradually covering the wound.

Finding a bucket, he filled it halfway with water, placed it on the table, then took out a knife and cut a gash on his hand.

As he pressed his wrist, black blood continuously flowed from the wound, dripping down his arm into the clear water.

Soon, the half-bucket of clear water turned an eerie blood red.

Wu Que's already pale face became utterly bloodless. He lifted his arm and licked the blood from the wound clean.

"This should be enough, but to break through the body's immune defense, each person needs to drink at least ten milliliters."

He frowned, muttering softly.

With that, he weakly grabbed a woman beside him and began to embrace and gnaw on her. The woman awoke in intense pain, looked at Wu Que, whose eyes were bloodshot and who was constantly tearing at her chest, and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

However, her struggle didn't last long before Wu Que bit through her throat, and she lost her life... In space, two figures stood in confrontation across a void.

One wore golden armor, its smooth surface gleaming with dazzling metallic luster under a golden star, with a red cape floating high behind him.

Opposite him was a naked woman. On her snake-like graceful body, a shocking crimson wound extended from below her neck all the way to her thigh, as if to tear her body apart.

And behind her, a massive crimson wing, like burning flames, was covered with blood vessels resembling gnarled tree roots, making it terrifying.

"Which Bio-Matriarch are you again?" Philip's eyes widened as he asked, somewhat surprised.

"Me? You can call me Rust Red, the 33rd Bio-Matriarch of the Scarlet Convent." Rust Red showed a wicked smile on her face, seemingly quite pleased with Philip's surprise.

Another one added?

Philip frowned deeply, as if an unyielding cloud hung in his heart.

"Since you come from the Scarlet Convent, you should know that during the protection period, no other force is allowed to interfere with Gods Guild's missions. This is a consensus reached by the Council of Gods," Philip stated emphatically.

The authority granted to him by the Council of Gods allowed him to be fearless, even against a Heavenly Law-level powerhouse. This was also why he abandoned his family's arrangements and resolutely joined Gods Guild.

"If I violate it, what can you do?"

"Then I can only report it to the Council of Divine Arbitration, and the arbitrators will decide." Philip felt somewhat uneasy; the power gap between them was too great. If the other party chose to ignore him, he wouldn't even have a chance to escape.

But thinking of his current difficult situation, he still mustered the courage to speak.

At this moment, he was like a desperate gambler, placing all his hopes on the opponent not daring to defy the gods' commands.

Looking at Philip, Rust Red's face bloomed with a brilliant smile: "That is only natural! I came here this time only because I accidentally discovered an outstanding talent in this generation, so I specifically came to take him away. I will never do anything to interfere with Gods Guild."

"If that is all, then it is within the scope of the rules, but I would still ask Matriarch Rust Red to report it to the Guild." Philip breathed a sigh of relief, feeling unburdened.