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"He is still here," Xu Rong murmured, "just in a different place..."
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in the web of his right hand. Looking down, he saw a faint scar forming in the shape of a plum blossom, glowing softly.
Lao Chen followed his gaze, his face turning pale instantly. "Oh my God... your genes... have been altered..."
Xu Rong closed his eyes, feeling countless unfamiliar memories surfacing in his mind. Whispers from the deep sea, ancient civilizations, and... other slumbering entities.
"This is not the end," he said softly, "this is just the beginning..."
Standing on the hospital rooftop, the night wind lifted his patient gown. He looked down at the plum blossom scar on his right hand, glowing faintly under the moonlight. Since waking up, he had realized he had become... different.
"Your genetic sequence has undergone an unknown mutation," the Gene Expert wrote on the examination report. "We have never seen this DNA structure before; it seems capable of self-evolution..."
Suddenly, a bone-chilling cold swept over him. Xu Rong felt the wind by his ear transform into a deep whisper, like some ancient language. He turned around to see a familiar figure standing at the edge of the rooftop—it was the Braided Girl.
"Uncle," her voice was still sweet, but her eyes glowed in the darkness. "Do you feel it? He is calling us."
Xu Rong took a step back. "Aren't you already healed?"
The little girl tilted her head and smiled. "Healed? No, we have just... evolved." She raised her right hand, and the plum blossom scar glowed with the same light. "The vaccine is not an antidote; it is a catalyst. It has made us part of Him."
Xu Rong felt a sharp pain in his temple as an image flashed through his mind: ancient architecture submerged in the deep sea, walls covered with glowing symbols that resembled the scars on their hands...
"Xu Rong!"
Lao Chen's voice echoed from the stairway.
The little girl's figure vanished in an instant, as if she had never existed.
Lao Chen rushed over, panting, "Are you alright? We just received news that the children from Third Elementary School... have all gone missing."
Xu Rong felt his heart clench tightly. He gazed toward the distant horizon, where the moonlight cast an eerie glow on the waves.
"They're out there," he murmured, "waiting for 'Him' to call..."
Suddenly, his phone vibrated. A video from an unknown number appeared: the Deep Sea Exploration Team's submersible was filming the Ancient Architecture when countless glowing eyes suddenly opened on its surface...
"We need to stop this," Xu Rong said, turning to Lao Chen. "But this time, we need more powerful weapons."
Lao Chen frowned, "What weapons?"
Xu Rong raised his right hand, and the scar on his palm began to emit a blinding light. "The Sonic Wave is no longer enough. We need to find 'His' origin and understand 'His' nature..."
At that moment, distant sirens wailed.
Lao Chen's radio crackled to life, "Chen, emergency situation! Unidentified creatures spotted at the port, moving toward the deep sea..."
Xu Rong felt a burning pain radiate from his right hand's scar, and a horrifying image flashed in his mind: countless glowing figures walking along the seabed, heading toward that ancient structure...
"It's too late," he whispered. "'He' has already found a new vessel..."
The port was illuminated as brightly as day by searchlights, with police cars and research vehicles surrounding the dock tightly.
Xu Rong and Lao Chen crossed the barricade, the sea breeze thick with a strong metallic scent.
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