Virus Gumball Novels & Stories

Virus nods and moves to free the last silver pieces on my wrists and ankles. This is only the beginning. Someone is coming for me. And my mate is their trump card.

As the virus was approaching the broken particles of that gray sphere, the broken particles began circling the colorful virus. The distance between the particles and the zombies lessened, and as if perceiving the danger, the beautiful-looking virus began to wiggle in search for escape, but the broken gray particles did not gave it a chance. The particles embedded on the virus one by one, and as the gray particles and the virus became one, the once vibrant color of the virus slowly faded, and in the end, it turned into the same colors as the particles. It remained unmoving, clearly dead and eliminated.

The hand of obsidian smoke plunges through the glass, bypassing the basalt shell of my ribs to seize the high-frequency vibration of my Moonstone heart. A greasy tide of necrotic purple code floods my system. The 14-B virus, fueled by the Silence-Weaver’s manual override, pours into my silver-mercury nerves like liquid lead. Ga-chi. Ga-chi.

Then I looked at a man right in front of me, wearing a white coat, codename "Vitalis." "Vitalis, Shadow Scheme still needed one more step. Ever since the virus you made last time got cracked, I knew it was a blow to you, but please don't get stuck in failure. This time, I needed you to make an even stronger virus, so your failure could be replaced." Vitalis nodded slightly, a determined look in his eyes: "I will. In a month, I'll give you the most powerful virus in the world. No one but me can crack it!"

Saw the same curiosity that he’d felt when he first saw it on the ship and without a word she passed out pieces of gum, which Viper declined. "Take the wrapper off, put it in your mouth, and chew." *~~~* Kenzie hit the floor faster than professional football players doing up and downs as five little pink blobs came flying at her. As she rolled over on her back she began to laugh holding her stomach. Each of them had tried to blow a bubble and the result was much the same as it had been with Viper. She was nearly attacked by gumballs. She wasn’t sure why it was so difficult for them but assumed it was because they were blowing too hard.

she said. “Nothing, I have placed that virus in that cube,” he said pointing to the corner of the lab. She looked in that direction. There was a glass cube and she wondered what was inside. She walks towards it. A machine was holding the cube and rays were working on those particles in the cube. “Uncle what is this?” she asked. “It is a virus, it will be clear in a while if it is created or it is just a mother nature scheme to end human activities,” said Adam.

However, in reality, it wasn't candy, but a pill has given by Damien to be used in a critical condition. These pills are made from the fermentation of a dangerous virus mixed with various chemicals. In other words, the virus that came from the noble-level vampire they had once hunted, was fermented with other chemicals that he found in the royal lab. Taking one pill can increase the strength of the body up to two times. But the effect only lasts for ten minutes. Eating two of them can increase strength up to four times. As well as multiples, eating three gummies can increase body strength up to eight times.

Veronica stayed quiet and Mike was paying attention to the road along with the driver. In response, Felix just nodded. Now he was familiar with Nick. He was ready for all the tricks Nick had in his sleeves. "So tell me, where we were back then?" Nick questioned. "Huh? Inside the studio of Ghostbusters?" Felix answered back. "Right! What do Ghostbusters do?" "As the name suggests? Ghostbusting?" "Pffttt! Hahahaha! that's the lamest answer I've ever heard."

A great annoyance, if ever there was one. For this generation that was constantly connected to the Internet, intermittent crashes were a blood-cold inconvenience, and no user would want to deal with this kind of virus, and with that, people quickly discovered that the virus only affected computers that had installed Tech Corps' security software, Wazer Security, and the virus would disappear after they switched to different software.

It was a breathtaking view, perfect for moments of reflection—though being thrown through it was not how he envisioned testing its durability. “Next time, Mikhail, let’s do brunch instead,” he mused, his eyes darting around the room, calculating his next move. “I hear avocado toast is much better for you than broken glass.” But the window for jokes was narrowing as quickly as Tom’s options. It looked like Mikhail Grossman wanted his virus bad enough. And Tom wasn’t prepared to hand the baby over before clarifying a few things. Grossman watched his best IT guy with a dark amusement, confident in the superiority of his numbers. Yet, Tom wasn’t one to play the odds straight—he preferred to resh