Seeing this scene prompted those hesitant players to make a quick decision.

Inject antibiotics!

And this decision will be the most correct thing they have ever done in their lives.

With the administration of antibiotics, the high fever began to subside slowly, and the person's overall condition gradually improved.

Of course, not everyone is like that; there are still quite a few people who are not afraid of death.

The time has come to the 18th day.

Those players had gone from having a high fever to being in a coma, and their skin had turned extremely red.

His chest began to heave violently, as if in a final struggle, but he remained calm and unconscious.

Sweat kept seeping from the skin's surface, and this sweat was very sticky, like mucus.

The skin on the body begins to soften and rot, and can be peeled off the body with the slightest force.

At the same time, pustules began to swell up on various parts of his body.

When you poke it open, an extremely disgusting green liquid continuously flows out.

Seeing this, the players who had been indifferent were speechless.

His accomplices frantically injected him with antibiotics, but to no avail.

When antibiotics enter the body, it's like raindrops disappearing into the ocean, without causing a ripple.

Moreover, anyone who came into close contact with these players began to experience coughing and fever.

That moment.

These people were truly terrified and quickly isolated the half-dead players.

As time went on.

The heaving chests of the unconscious players began to gradually subside.

Finally, all was calm.

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The power was out for most of the day today. Speechless, absolutely speechless!

So only one can be produced today.

Dear readers, I'm so sorry! (ó﹏ò?)