The Endgame Chronicles (by Hugh White) novel Chapter 688

Chapter 688

A level-six mental-variant erystal core.

Hayley slipped the crystal into her inventory, then turned straight for the table.

She picked up the empty vial and studied it closely.

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Most of the label was filled with abbreviations and technical terms in a foreign language. The only word she could make out was “evolution.”

But the stamped date underneath it was clear.

August 9, 2031.

The day everything began.

She opened the lower compartment of the lockbox.

Inside were more vials, all empty.

Each one was labeled with a date. They were all from before August 9. The earliest went back a full

Hayley froze.

Her mind buzzed, something clicking into place.

year

She turned and walked over to the corpse on the floor. Up close, she noticed the clothes. It wasn’t a dress, but a lab coat

“No. 3. S-level Evolver.”

The pieces started falling together.

This wasn’t just a lab; this place had been researching the virus before the outbreak. Those vials, sorted by date, had been ied to inject something into this zombie.

It had been cultivated for a full year.

That was why it had reached level six by year four of the apocalypse.

Hayley’s brows drew tight.

Instead of clarity, it only made things worse.

Regarding the origin of the virus, she had heard countless versions in her past life None of the matched.

Yet one thing had always been certain: before the outbreak, the government had already discovered it.

The three Ark bases proved that

And yet, there was nothing in their records about this place

That didn’t make sense.

The official syster had been built to track everything, to collect and prese rollapse

If there was no record of this lab…..

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What was it? How could something like this exist ahead of everyone else? What had been inside those vials?

Was this No. 3 the result of their experiment?

And if there was a No. 3….

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Then there had to be a No. 2 and a No. 1. Maybe even a No. o.

Where were they now?

Hayley felt like she had just stepped into something far bigger than she had expected.

“I’ve been here before.”

Winona’s voice broke through her thoughts.

Hayley looked up.

Winona walked over to one of the white cabinets and crouched down, reaching into the gap beneath it. She fumbled around for a second, then pulled a doll out.

“My mom gave this to me,” Winona said, holding it up.

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