“Pfft!!”
Li Yiming spat out his drink the moment he heard Christine’s words.
“Turn into a loli?!”
“What the hell?!”
He asked frantically, nearly losing it.
If he remembered correctly—
This comic didn’t have any transformation tags!
Although… yeah, in the later parts of the story, there were monsters that could swap a person’s gender.
But that was only in the bonus chapters!
Let’s be honest, those chapters were just fanservice for readers to have some fun.
There shouldn’t be any actual gender-swap plot in the main storyline!!
As Li Yiming began to spiral, Christine remained completely calm.
“Why are you so worked up? It’s not like you’re guaranteed to become a loli.”
“According to our experimental data—”
“The odds of a T-virus mutation turning someone into a loli are extremely low.”
That sentence finally calmed the panicked Li Yiming down.
“Hah… Can you maybe say the whole sentence at once next time?”
He patted his chest, trying to calm his racing heart.
However, Christine’s next sentence made him choke all over again.
“You could also turn into a busty onee-san.”
Hearing that, Li Yiming’s barely recovered composure shattered once more!
“What the hell is this?!”
He clutched his head and let out a pained wail.
Getting transmigrated into a zombie apocalypse comic was already bad enough!
But if he turned into a woman too?
He’d completely lose it!
Seeing Li Yiming losing his mind like that—Christine suddenly burst out laughing.
“Pfft—haha, I’m kidding!”
Holding her stomach, she laughed so hard she could barely breathe.
Her whole body trembled as she laughed uncontrollably, completely stunning Li Yiming.
“What the hell? Weren’t you supposed to be the poker-faced ice queen type?”
Li Yiming’s deadpan comment immediately made Christine freeze.
She let out an awkward cough, returning to her cold and aloof demeanor.
“I just haven’t seen a living person in so long… figured I’d mess with you a little…”
Christine tried to cover it up.
“Oh come on, don’t tell me you’ve got the tsundere trait too?”
Li Yiming’s mouth twitched as he continued roasting her.
That hit a nerve.
“What tsundere?!”
“Don’t just go slapping weird labels on people, you jerk!”
She snapped back furiously.
Li Yiming, however, looked completely unfazed.
Seeing how shameless he was—Christine, well aware that she couldn’t take him in a fight right now, let out a helpless sigh.
“Anyway…”
“Since you already know our company’s top-level secrets—”
“I might as well tell you a bit more.”
Christine walked over to a laptop and gestured for Li Yiming to come closer.
“Based on injection tests conducted on a hundred death row inmates we recruited,”
“Most of the subjects died from complete organ failure in about thirty minutes.”
“Fewer than twenty percent lasted more than an hour.”
“All of those who survived had exceptionally strong physical constitutions—without exception.”
Christine opened a folder containing documents with detailed data from the experiment.
Li Yiming pulled over a chair and sat down, studying the records seriously.
The gruesome photos of the test subjects made him click his tongue in disbelief.
“Wow… so what happened to the ones who lasted over an hour?”
Li Yiming asked as he kept reading.
In response to his question, Christine closed the document and opened another folder.
This one contained the profiles of the twenty percent who had survived longer.
The contents were so shocking that even Li Yiming—who had a strong stomach for gore—was genuinely rattled.
Some had mutated into piles of writhing flesh.
Others turned into grotesque demon-like creatures.
All twenty were drastically different from one another.
The ultra-high-definition footage—completely uncensored—documented every horrific detail of their final forms.
One of them had indeed transformed into a loli.
But the rest had become indescribable monsters.
These crystal-clear images made Li Yiming feel like his sanity was slipping away!
Christine, however, remained totally unfazed as she looked through the images.
Talk about a true villain researcher straight out of a comic…
Li Yiming could only wipe cold sweat from his brow in silence.
“After that, we conducted several more rounds of injection trials on death row inmates.”
“Not a single subject was able to last a full hour after being injected with the T-virus.”
Christine said this flatly.
As she spoke, she pointed to a glass-sealed room behind her.
“If you don’t believe me, I’ve got a machine that can analyze your blood.”
“It only takes one minute to calculate the fusion rate between the T-virus and your cells.”
Christine crossed one leg over the other, her black stocking-clad legs swaying slightly.
Clearly, she didn’t believe a word Li Yiming had said.
Seeing her attitude—Li Yiming had no choice but to roll up his sleeve.
“I’ll leave it to you.”
When it comes to technical stuff, it’s best to trust the experts.
Right now, Li Yiming could only rely on this barely-developed comic antagonist of a scientist.
…
After the blood draw, Li Yiming sat nervously in a chair just outside the glass room.
Christine, wearing her lab coat, was busy working inside.
Just as Li Yiming was waiting for the results—
He suddenly heard an exclamation from inside the glass room!
“This… this is impossible!!”
Hearing that, Li Yiming immediately stood up and rushed inside.
“What happened?”
But when he asked, Christine didn’t respond.
Her body was stiff.
She slowly took off her mask, eyes still locked on the monitor.
Her usually composed and refined face was now completely frozen in shock.
“100% fusion rate… Impossible. Absolutely impossible…”
Christine murmured under her breath.
She completely ignored Li Yiming’s question and began pacing back and forth inside the glass room.
“How could this be…? This result completely overturns my mentor’s published thesis…”
As she paced, she continued muttering things that made absolutely no sense to Li Yiming.
“Hey, are you losing it?”
Seeing her acting like she’d gone mad, Li Yiming grabbed her by the wrist.
Only then did Christine stop pacing.
She turned to Li Yiming, eyes shining with excitement.
“Let me put it simply—in a way you can understand…”
“The T-virus has completely fused with your body!”
“Your genetic compatibility with the T-virus is as high as ninety-two percent!”
Christine exclaimed, lifting a hand to clutch her head, her eyes burning with fanatic intensity!