Chapter Twenty-One: The Hunter, Joe

I Can Only Create Monsters Old Hai eats watermelon. 2827 words 2026-04-13 20:31:29

Watching the blue solution in Ye Hai's hand slowly enter Qiao's body, Zela couldn't help but ask with curiosity, "What is this?"

"When I advanced to the second phase of mutant physique, I was injected with a gene modification virus," Ye Hai replied. "But those five types were red solutions, ranging from light to dark. I've never seen this blue stuff on the market."

Ye Hai spoke with a solemn expression. "This virus isn't available commercially. Even within the Corpse Hunter organization, few know of its existence. Since you've been injected with the gene modification serum, invented based on the zombie virus, you might consider this blue concoction to be a perverse version of the gene modification serum."

Zela was momentarily stunned. She had heard of upgraded and enhanced versions, but a perverse version? Was this some kind of game?

The next moment, Zela understood exactly why it was called a perverse version.

"Holy—!" she exclaimed.

Qiao Hal, who had just been injected with the T-virus, went through a violent transformation. Once on the verge of death, he now stirred to life. But the way he moved sent shivers down Zela's spine.

Qiao suddenly opened his eyes wide, pale blue irises veined with a murky, blood-red hue. His body twisted unnaturally. Zela even heard the chilling sound of Qiao snapping his own neck as he turned. His entire body crackled with sharp, violent noises. One shoulder blade collapsed under some inexplicable force.

From both cheeks, fierce teeth pierced thro