"What are you looking at? Didn't expect the virus to be useless on me, did you? Thought I'd turn into one of those disgusting zombies? Mindless and biting people at sight? Andre, that thing you told me before, it seemed so true now, that history learned by future generations can only be rewritten by the successful.
Indeed, you're dead, so now it's my turn to rewrite history."
"You... you didn't think that after I died... the base would be yours, did you..."
Gu Han Yan shook her head.
"Of course not, the base is still yours, but your shell is mine now."
After saying this, Gu Han Yan directly grabbed his mouth, and the vines clinging to him scrambled to crawl into his mouth, like crimson snakes, invading Andre's entire body.
