She Only Cares About Cultivation

Then she found a way to sneak onto a train heading to Ha City.

In this era, there were no direct trains; you had to switch trains multiple times to finally reach Ice City.

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Yishui infiltrated Unit 7 for a month. After thoroughly understanding everything she needed, she began poisoning in phases. The first phase targeted those outside the perimeter, people who were not important. Only when they died would the ones behind them feel frightened, perhaps even suspecting that it was their own gas leak.

The fear in the heart and mind is more terrifying than physical destruction. Those so-called scientists were the final targets of her punishment.

This time, she chose the most potent poison. From ingestion to transforming into a pool of blood, it took only ten brief hours, a full day and a half earlier than expected.

As for the legend of the Red-Clothed Female Ghost down south, it was unknown in the Northern part, especially in an experimental unit where gas leaks were frequent, and unintentional deaths were not uncommon. But why were the deaths limited to the peripheral people, while those near the lab were unaffected?

Just when everyone was at a loss staring at a pool of blood, the second batch died in the same manner. It was only then that they realized the severity of the situation, even suspecting that two viruses had mutated, leading to such a dreadful outcome.

They wanted to find someone for experimentation, but the virus gave them no chance to dissect, as it turned into a pool of blood.

There was nothing found in the extract from the blood pool.

They were terrified and began calling for the support of more experts. However, in just five days, a full forty percent of the unit’s total strength (two hundred people) died across different regions and areas, in different roles and experiments, yet everyone died in the same manner.

Realizing something was wrong, they reported the terrifying nature of the matter to their superiors. Quickly, the legend of the Red-Clothed Female Ghost reached bacterial BD.

At first, some dismissed it as alarmist talk, but when photos and remains appeared in the newspapers, they were frightened because the blood at the scene was identical to theirs.

"What’s going on? Is this man-made, or is there really such a contagious disease? In all our years of research, we’ve never seen such a brutal illness that turns into blood within hours. Could there be such experts among the Chinese? How is this possible?"

But for them to believe in supernatural tales was even more absurd. They’d rather believe that someone among the Chinese was researching such a contagious virus than believe in ghosts.

Yishui’s poison brought unprecedented crisis and fear to the entire Unit 7. Rather than stopping, she engaged them in psychological warfare.

The ones who were the most arrogant and lively, when the first of them fell, they began to mentally break down. By the time the second and third fell, they were in complete chaos without a leader.

In the dead of night, she would paint on their base walls with a red paintbrush, in Japanese-style printing full of resentment. The hideous red words listed their heinous crimes. She even hung the initial devil corpses by the boiler, where resentment was the strongest. When the few corpses swayed in the wind, those with weaker nerves fainted on the spot.

Before support from above could arrive, the entire unit was as good as dead. In ten days, she dismantled them layer by layer, leaving no one.

She left the remaining prisoner experiment subjects untouched, not daring to release them because she didn’t know what viruses they carried. After much thought, she used sleeping powder to send them off and set the laboratory and prison ablaze.

Of course, before this, she had already taken everything useful from Unit 7 into her space...