The Exiled Experiment - Apocalyptic NTR: Prologue and Chapter 1

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" Dad
, why did you force me to come here?" Liu Shiyuan received an urgent call from his father late at night. Following the location on the shared map, he sped off, but it still took him nearly half an hour to find a laboratory.
"Don't make a sound, come over here," his father said as he operated on the operating table. A human body was tightly strapped to the operating table, convulsing wildly, trying to break free of the operating chair.
Although Liu Shiyuan was shocked, he was, after all, the only son of the nation's top academician, and he quickly calmed down and silently walked over.
"My time is running out. From now on, you'll have to rely on yourself. No matter what happens, you must be strong and live bravely." After his father finished speaking, I suddenly felt a syringe pierce the back of my neck. Before I could react, I gradually lost consciousness.

When I woke up, there was a very thin metal ring on my left shoulder, seemingly made of titanium alloy. I gently touched it with my right hand and realized with horror that the alloy had been implanted in my shoulder bone. But for some reason, my arm could still move, and blood seemed to be flowing smoothly through this alloy. I looked around. My father lay on the operating table, missing an arm. A metal ring marked his arm, but blood had already soaked through the table, staining his white coat, the chair, and running down the chair's wheels and thigh.

It turned out my left arm belonged to my father. I noticed a notebook beside him, open, his hand pressed against it. I wanted to look at it, but suddenly, my left hand's five fingers transformed into five tentacles, reaching for the notebook.

I became even more aware that I was, after all, my father's son. There was little panic or confusion; I only knew I was in danger and needed to use every second to understand the situation, escape, and not waste the chance my father had given me with his life.

I don't know what happened, but while reading the notebook, I felt my consciousness react several times faster than before, especially my memory—both instantaneous and long-term—had improved exponentially. I did a simple test. Any language I heard, even if I didn't understand its meaning or my brain couldn't process or think about its logic and semantics, I could still completely repeat the rest after just a few sounds. Similarly, any text I skimmed was like a photograph imprinted in my mind; as long as I concentrated, I could review all the text I had read, and even occasionally notice the details of the paper's texture.

I snapped out of my reverie and avoided delving into the changes in my body, finishing my father's notebook in less than ten minutes. It was roughly divided into four parts. The main content, the first part, was a log of my father's breakthroughs over the past four months in overcoming every key bottleneck of a delta virus (D virus for short) and a zeta virus (Z virus for short), with many key data points and major conclusions entered in chronological order. The second part was a summary of the important characteristics of the two viruses and the various functions they had tested. The third part details the background of the four months of secret experiments since the breakthrough, the risks my parents faced during those four months, and many shocking national secrets. The fourth part, a single page, contains what my father wanted to tell me, and a few words my mother asked him to convey. In short, they love me, but they can no longer be with me.

From this, I understood that my left arm had been simultaneously infected by both the delta and zeta viruses, and the alloy ring was a special device designed to protect my life from the viruses while allowing me to benefit from both. Perhaps because the viruses had caused so many changes in my body, tears silently streamed down my face as I flipped through the notebook, yet my heart remained frighteningly calm. I doubted that any emotional turmoil could make me lose my composure at this moment; I had a strange feeling that I wasn't alone.

Without time for further reflection, I used my left hand to break free from the left side of the operating chair's straps, then tore off the right side. I realized that the only mutations, besides my brain, seemed to be in my left hand; my right hand seemed largely unchanged, lacking the strength to untie the straps on my right foot.

Based on my father's notebook, I roughly understood the vortex I was currently in. After deciphering the DNA sequence, the US, Japan, Germany, and the UK began researching how to use viruses to modify DNA and grant humans superhuman abilities. Four months ago, my father's team successfully discovered two viral sources based on previous research from various countries: the Zeta synthetic virus, discovered earlier, and the Delta virus, artificially synthesized under Zeta virus theory, with drastically different characteristics. To put it simply, a key characteristic of the Zeta virus is its ability to completely alter the activity of human cells by parasitizing DNA; in short, if handled properly, it can achieve permanent cell repair and regeneration, resulting in immortality. A key characteristic of the Delta virus is that it is a special virus that can parasitize coupled DNA; it can devour many other substances, creating a large number of DNA-related cells like a nuclear explosion, and establishing connections with the original cell tissue.

These two major discoveries quickly became known to major countries, and some secrets were soon stolen. Many insiders, besides selling intelligence, also had ulterior motives regarding the virus. Four months later, my father learned that the United States had pioneered a solution for dual-virus fusion; however, the fusion process went out of control, leading to a dramatic outbreak of the virus, similar to a large-scale viral outbreak in a movie.

My father knew that the virus would spread to China within days. Before this, my father had been forced to commit to and participate in a special national research project, but he felt it was extremely dangerous and unethical, so he did not translate some of the key research results for his colleagues. A day earlier, my mother, to prevent my father from being held hostage any longer, found an opportunity to commit suicide. My father, harboring thoughts of revenge, took a risk and, based on some incomplete theoretical results, used the colleague who attempted to murder him as a test subject for live experiments. After the results were generally satisfactory, he boldly implemented the final experimental plan on himself. Once the remaining test results were confirmed to be reasonable, he transplanted his arm onto me. Shortly after the transplant, my father, who had lost his arm, went insane. To avoid accidentally harming me in his daze, he, having lost all will to live, chose to commit suicide.

The outcome seemed to prove his father's plan successful; at least, I survived and gained controllable, powerful abilities granted by the virus. However, losing this arm could also lead to my mental breakdown and death.

My father estimated that in two to three days, the virus would spread through ports and airports, and within a week, it would reach the Middle East and south-central Russia.

Therefore, having lost both my parents, my first thought was to save my college girlfriend, Lei Weiwei, before the virus outbreak, because I had no other blood relatives left in this world.

However, I didn't anticipate that this inevitable decision would only be the prologue to my twisted life in this apocalyptic world.

Chapter 1: The Exposure of Cuckoldry
At 2 AM on Mingzhu University night, Central Park, after the scorching heat of the day, was suddenly cooled by the cloudless, chilly night. I saw flies and mosquitoes swarming uncontrollably under the park bench lights. Choosing between being bitten in the cool natural air or returning indoors to escape the heat was a daily dilemma for me. This everyday tranquility gave me the illusion that the world would remain peaceful and happy in two or three days.
When I arrived at my girlfriend's dormitory, I suddenly stopped. Intruding into the women's dormitory would not only incur divine wrath, but my girlfriend might not believe in the impending chaos just because of my mutated left hand. Her first reaction would likely be to call the police and avoid me at all costs. Therefore, I decided to use my ample savings to prepare for the apocalypse and to disguise myself thoroughly to avoid being discovered by my classmates and being seen as an oddity, or even suspected of being the instigator of the viral crisis.
Where should I choose as my base in the apocalypse?
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(Summary of the notes section, which can be skipped:
According to my father's notes, I learned that D,Z synthetic viruses (DZ viruses for short) have a slow DNA phagocytosis and fusion characteristic. When DZ viruses cannot reach a balance, one side often acts as a viral catalyst, while the other dominates the host DNA. Therefore, one of the D,Z viruses often dominates, phagocytosing the other. This phagocytosis generally takes place over a month, so several months after a viral outbreak, more active and destructive mutations may occur than usual, until a sustainable balance is reached between the energy the virus can absorb and the virus's strength.) Only by maintaining balance can further mutations cease.
As for why I wasn't consumed and mutated by the virus, it was thanks to my father's secret research. My father successfully parasitized the D virus within the Z virus and implanted it into the human DNA. He used a special alloy ring to maintain blood circulation in the main blood vessels and some capillaries, but the circulating blood was filtered by the alloy ring, preventing the virus from spreading to other parts of my body. Meanwhile, my left hand, lacking a phagocytic organ, relied on the blood and nutrients filtered by the alloy ring to survive. This allowed the virus in my left hand to adapt to the normal human body's ecological conditions and coexist with them, ultimately taming the virus in my left hand.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------- According to my father's notes, in Part Four he instructed me not to blindly flee to remote areas, but rather to moderately travel to areas with mutants, find mutated mutants, and transfuse their blood
into
my left arm to help the virus in my left arm continuously upgrade and evolve—this was the way to survive and protect myself. Therefore, choosing certain relatively safe rooms on campus as my base was a good strategy. Firstly, it would make it less likely that my loved ones would suspect I had foreseen the impending apocalypse. Secondly, it increased the probability of easily detecting the mutated zombies within a few months.
Having chosen the campus as my base, I, still undeterred, began exploring every corner of the school. I realized that the main campus of my School of Information Technology Engineering, besides a dozen or so scattered small shops, only had two large supermarkets, a bathhouse, a gymnasium/swimming pool, and a cafeteria within a two-kilometer radius—these were easily accessible living areas. The nearest commercial street and bus stop were nearly five kilometers away on foot; even with my current physical condition, a round trip by run would take about 20 minutes. Therefore, my initial plan was to focus on my dormitory or gymnasium, gradually moving towards the commercial district. Once conditions were right, I planned to convert the campus's grassy areas into planting areas using the resources of the commercial district, which should sustain me for a long time. Moreover, initially, the location was near the gymnasium, very close to a large supermarket and cafeteria. I also frequently participated in club activities at the kendo hall inside the gymnasium, and I had several decent blunt samurai swords, as well as over a dozen blunt stainless steel tai chi swords for forging, and three Han swords in the club president's office, which were heat-treated and forged, supposedly capable of cutting through bone without any problem. I remember during a previous rehearsal, a club member mistakenly bought a 6kg heavy sword, perfect for fighting zombies. It was kept in the heavy sword warehouse of the fencing department as a joke. At the same time, there were many heavy swords and light swords weighing over 700 grams there, although not suitable for fighting zombies, they were all genuine.
Before I knew it, it was already 6 a.m., and the sky was bright. I bought a travel backpack, a lot of compressed biscuits, chocolate and other high-energy foods, as well as a solar-powered electric heater, a solar kettle and other solar-powered tools, and it was already 8 a.m. I had already figured out what to say about a summer hiking and mountaineering trip, and then I had another plan. I called several food suppliers and the owners of two retail stores to discuss borrowing their warehouses to store food. Then I converted all the more than 100,000 yuan in my bank account into canned fruits and meats that could be stored for a long time, vacuum-packed food, compressed biscuits, and so on, as well as a lot of seeds and planting tools, and locked them in my room. My plan was to break the lock on the room when the shop owner either escaped or died, and then pretend to have made a big discovery. If anyone insisted on asking questions, I would guess that it was enough food for hundreds of people to travel for a school event before the owner fled. As for the seeds and such, the store already sold them, so it wasn't strange to have a few extra in the warehouse.
It was already noon when I finished all that. Back in my dorm, my roommates were incredibly excited. They said they'd thought I'd disappeared all day, and Lei Weiwei was almost ready to call the police. She even came to our dorm, hacked into my computer, and tried to guess where I might be through emails or something. She'd just left half an hour ago, saying she was on her way to look for me.
Suddenly, a chill ran down my spine. I remembered that before my father's urgent call, I'd watched some porn before bed—mostly cuckoldry videos. And since most of these videos lacked depth, I had a habit of reading cuckoldry novels before and after watching them. I checked my computer; everything was closed. Besides emails, my browsing history included the cuckoldry novels and porn I'd watched earlier. I was incredibly nervous. However, since Weiwei had seen my WeChat, she would definitely have noticed the saved map location on my computer, so she'd probably headed towards that lab. I quickly called her and told her I'd gone to the lab to see my father and spent the night with him. Because it was so sudden, and the lab had shut down the internet, I couldn't contact her until now. She was relieved and started preparing to return to school.
Suddenly, I remembered that it would be troublesome if Weiwei noticed my arm was injured while hugging me, so I went to the infirmary and had my arm put in a cast and bandaged to make it look like I had a serious injury, so I could completely cover up the metal ring.
Thinking that the virus outbreak would only last two days, and that all the preparations were already made, I decided to invite Weiwei out on a date. Weiwei readily agreed. For two whole days, we ate lots of delicious food. At my urging, Weiwei even packed a lot of her favorite foods, and bought her many daily necessities, clothes, and shoes. When we booked the hotel room that night, Weiwei teased me, asking if I would succumb to the urge and take her virginity. Suddenly, I felt a surge of sagacity and confessed my love, telling her I loved her more than anything and wanted to be responsible for her, so I wouldn't take her virginity before marriage. Weiwei suddenly turned cold. I quickly asked her what was wrong, and she blurted out something like, "What if you abandon me and push me to another man, letting another man take my first time?"
I suddenly realized that Weiwei must have been reading those cuckold novels and watching porn to ask me that. However, despite being filled with fear and worry, my penis still became perversely erect. The thought of my most cherished woman losing her virginity to another man, while filling me with immense anger and terror, also brought me, a pervert, boundless excitement.
Just as I was about to deny it outright, Weiwei suddenly grabbed my genitals, her face instantly showing shock. "You actually got an erection just thinking about how another man took my virginity! You really are a pervert!"
In that instant, I felt like my life was over. My fetish had been discovered by the woman I loved most on her computer, and I'd gotten an erection on the spot just from hearing her say something like "cuckolding." What would Weiwei think of me? How could she possibly accept me? But ultimately, it was my own doing, and if we broke up because of this, I had to take responsibility.
“Actually, I was just about to deny it. My love for you truly surpasses everything, and I'm terrified that you'll leave me if you find out about my fetish. But as you just discovered, I genuinely get excited when you have relationships with other people. I didn't realize I could be this perverted. However, I truly love you so much. Now that you've discovered my problem, no matter how disappointed you are in me, I completely understand. I will accept whatever decision you make and bear all the consequences. I just hope you won't feel that I betrayed you, that I don't love you, that I deceived you, and that I ended up hurting myself.”
Weiwei was clearly surprised by my honesty. We remained silent for half a minute, but it felt as if the whole world had stood still for a very long time.
Just as I could hear Weiwei's breathing more and more clearly, she suddenly spoke, "Actually, I noticed at noon that you were often watching these cuckold videos. I was shocked at the time; I couldn't understand how you could accept me being taken by someone else. But just now, I tentatively asked you, and you really got this hard. Only then did I believe you could actually be excited by me being played with by someone else. To be honest, I haven't thought these things through. I've been thinking about this all afternoon. But, Shiyuan, I really love you so much, and I can't give up on you because of this. My heart is really conflicted. I even thought that even if you were a pervert, I would still love you. If letting someone else take my virginity really makes you that excited and happy, maybe I can do it for you. But, will you really not despise me and abandon me?"
"Weiwei, actually, I haven't thought these things through either. I know I'll be very excited, but I'm never sure I can handle the consequences of you actually having a relationship with someone else. Weiwei, I'm so touched that you can accept me like this. I will definitely protect you and not let anyone hurt you. Let's discuss these things about the future when that day comes, okay?"
Weiwei agreed and snuggled into my arms. We caressed each other, warmed each other, and then gradually fell asleep in the hotel.

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