Female Novel
Chapter 1604
Congratulations for what? He had indeed coveted that badge once, but now he didn't even reach out to
touch it.
Instead, Phil toyed with the badge in his palm for a moment before solemnly pinning it to Philip's chest.novelbin
Suddenly, Philip felt like he was suffocating; his heart weighed down as if something was trying to burst
out of its cage.
He took a deep breath, glanced down at the badge on his chest, and swatted Phil's hand away. Phil
shot him a wary look, then stood up and headed towards the door.
After the door closed, Philip felt a wave of irritation engulf him, a kind of restlessness he couldn't put
into words.
He took another deep breath, pulled out a cigarette from aside and lit it, just as a roar erupted from
outside. It was like the roar of a beast.
He flicked the ash, got up and walked to the hallway to investigate. The hallway was in chaos. Subject
8 had been released, and gunshots filled the air.
Apart from the gunfire, a white mist was rising, spreading rapidly and soon the space was shrouded in
a foggy haze.
The researchers in the hallway panicked, curling up in corners, fearing they would become the target of
the lethal weapon. He had a particular disdain for researchers; at least ten had perished under its
wrath.
Without the protection of glass walls, the unarmed researchers were nothing but ants in his eyes.
Some began desperately trying to run elsewhere, but every direction was more chaotic than the last.
Ian had thought to flee with the crowd, but then he heard Walter's voice.
"What in the hell is this?!"
Normally, each compartment was secured with a code lock, but this weapon was unstoppable - it
simply smashed the locks with its fists, like an untamed beast.
A glint appeared in Ian's eyes, and he instinctively moved closer to Subject 8. Walter was shoved back
a few steps by the weapon, never having seen anyone so strong, especially someone who looked to be
just a teenager.
"Bang bang bang!"
The weapon tore through countless locks, causing sparks as wires short-circuited, and soon a fire
broke out. Ian grabbed Walter and tossed him a handkerchief.
"Cover your nose."
"What's this?"
Before he could finish, Ian strapped a mask over his mouth, "Time's almost up."
Walter noticed Ian's pocket was stuffed with more masks, all with a peculiar scent - they had clearly
been soaked in some chemical solution.
Remembering Ian's instructions from the previous night, Walter quickly made use of the handkerchief
and mask.
Ian had learned about the effects of the drugs from Sarah and how to compress them into gas. He had
placed dozens of canisters of compressed gas in the air ducts, which would soon spread throughout
every corner with the direction of the air flow.
He didn’t dare to do it before, worried that the vents didn't reach the higher-ups' location and the plan
would fail. But now that he was sure they were all in North America, there was no need to worry.
The compressed gas was a hallucinogenic drug that made people see their worst fears and fall into
terror. Soon, the hallways echoed with screams and wails.
"Walter, follow me."
Ian approached the massive gate and used one of the already dazed guards to scan for entry.
With a ding, the gate swung open. Walter's eyes narrowed violently at the sight of the roaring animals.
"Ian, if these beasts get out, the research base is going to lose more than half its staff."
But before he could finish, a chilling voice filled the space.
"Everyone, stay right there."
After that command, a piercing bell rang out.
The voice spoke again, "You have ten minutes to restore order. Someone will come to repair the
broken gates and find out the cause of this chaos."