As a laid-off reemployed worker, Yun Jian was accidentally swept into a real-life survival game when she had nowhere else to turn. She was also 'lucky' enough to acquire a special attribute...
Everyone's faces darkened. If that were the case, wouldn't it be incredibly easy for the other side to disrupt the entire game?
After hesitating for two seconds, the fourth brother still told everyone what he had seen on the public chat.
“They definitely planned this. During the time the boss was in a coma, someone had already spread rumors that the boss had died.”
As he spoke, he projected the public screen in front of everyone.
"It's true. I saw Yun Jian mutate with my own eyes. Half of his face bulged up, and his skin turned into the texture of a charred corpse. If you don't believe me, go ask the people in the Yun Alliance."
Many other players below also sighed in dismay.
"No way? Wasn't she supposed to be incredibly strong? How could she have fallen victim to the charred corpse's attack? I find it hard to believe."
"Why wouldn't you believe it? The power of a charred corpse with wings is beyond your imagination. Even if she were Superman, she wouldn't survive."
"She's dead. Does that mean her points will go to the Cloud Alliance? What a huge loss! I should have joined the Cloud Alliance; maybe I could have gotten a share."
"But honestly, now that she's dead, what will happen to the Cloud Alliance? Will someone take over the Cloud Alliance?"
Instead of feeling the crisis of "if one of us is gone, we will be left with nothing," these people in the public chat were discussing what would happen to Yun Jian's points after her death.
Bai was so angry that his teeth chattered.
"Is this the time to talk about this? Shouldn't they be thinking about how to deal with the charred corpses?"
Yun Jian didn't react much, but lowered her eyes and quickly typed on the chat panel. She tagged the person who had claimed to have witnessed her mutation, "I heard you've been spreading rumors that I'm dead? What good does it do you to spread such rumors?"
When Yun Jian spoke, the previously heated discussion on the public screen instantly fell silent.
Even without seeing their expressions, Bai Yu could imagine what they looked like at that moment—nothing more than surprise and guilt.
It took quite a while before any new comments appeared.
"Oh dear, it was just a rumor. I knew it! How could someone as powerful as Alliance Leader Yun die so easily?"
"It's all that person's fault for deliberately misleading everyone; I don't know what they were thinking."
However, the person who was slapped in the face was unusually excited.
"Impossible! I saw the filaments burrow into your body with my own eyes. How could you still be alive? In this game, no one can fight against the worms inside a charred corpse!"
Yun Jian narrowed his eyes. The fact that the person could mention fungi and insects meant that he also had some knowledge of charred corpses.
Yun Jian replied without any politeness, "I'm really sorry to disappoint you, but I'd like to know how you managed to put the fungus inside the bomb? And what were your intentions in creating this kind of bomb?"
Upon seeing this, the person immediately logged off.
Yun Jian's words, however, caused panic among the players.
"What? The bomb carries germs?"
"What is this person's intention? To use this as a biological weapon?"
"This is terrible, I'm quitting the game. The game developers said they'd come to pick me up, but there's not a trace of them yet?"
"I've been trying to contact customer service for a long time, but I haven't received any response. What's going on?"
"With charred corpses in front and players creating biological weapons behind, how are we ordinary players supposed to survive? Can the game developers please hurry up and take action?"
Not long after Yun Jian left the public chat, she received a private message from Wu Da: "You're really lucky. Even the fungi and insects couldn't kill you. Consider this a lesson. If you don't return the nitrate ore, next time it won't be as simple as a light bomb!"
Everyone in the room saw the private message.
Bai Yu was furious. "A charred corpse is such a dangerous thing, yet someone would use it as a weapon. Those people are really bold. Aren't they afraid that one day they'll be wiped out?"
Liang Song scoffed, "If that were really the case, then the charred corpse could be considered a service to the people."
However, amidst the escalating crisis, instead of the game developers, players witnessed an even more powerful evolution of the charred corpses.
The public chat gradually shifted from a relaxed atmosphere to bitter wailing and cursing the game developers for their inaction.
"Ten days have passed, haven't you? You were supposed to come pick me up. Even if you rode an elephant, you should have arrived by now."
"Help! My supplies are almost gone. If I wait any longer, even if I don't get infected by the charred corpses, I'll starve to death. When will the game developers arrive?"
"I'm constantly hiding from charred corpses, and my food and equipment are almost gone. Is there anyone who can save me?"
"I wonder who's selling food on the trading platform. The prices are outrageously high. Aren't they afraid of getting themselves killed for making money like this?"
"That's right, this is the time for everyone to unite and fight the charred corpses together, not to take advantage of the situation to profit and line their own pockets, and to be utterly immoral!"
Bai Yu and Lao Si watched and complained, "Now you know you should unite? What were you doing before?"
The fourth brother also said indignantly, "That's right. When the eldest brother reminded them before, their disdainful faces disgusted me. Now that they can't afford food, they turn around and blame others for selling things at high prices. They're just taking all the credit!"
Bai Yu stroked his chin. "But this food is indeed expensive. A piece of five-pound meat costs fifty points. Luckily, we have stocked up on enough, otherwise even if we had a lot of points, it wouldn't be enough."
As he spoke, he stood up and said, "I'll go check on Yun Jian."
Inside the room, Xiao Zhen was keeping a close watch on Yun Jian, watching her call out the last little worm inside her body.
"How is it? Sister Yun, can you feel if there are still any fine threads inside your body?"
Yun Jian shook his head. "There shouldn't be any more. I can't feel that biting pain at all anymore. But they are exhausted. I don't know if they ate too much, but their bodies have swelled up."
As she spoke, she rummaged through the round little insects on the table.
However, no matter how much she tried, the little insect just curled up in a ball and didn't move, looking as if it were dead.
Yun Jian tried to contact them using the beast language ring, but only received the little insect's reply, "I'm so tired, I want to sleep."
Yunjian then stopped disturbing them and put them into the bamboo tube.
Previously, the little worm worked almost day and night to clear the fine threads from Yun Jian's body. When it couldn't eat anymore, it would crawl out, spit out the ball, and go back in. This process was repeated for ten days.
Even Bai Yu found them much more pleasing to the eye.
“It must be so uncomfortable to sleep in those bamboo tubes. I asked Aunt Zhang to make them a small bed so they can try sleeping on it.”
After saying that, Bai Yu indeed took out a small plush bed from his backpack, then carefully poured the insects on it, and even carefully assigned them positions and adjusted their postures before he was satisfied.
Xiao Zhen pouted and looked at him, "Tsk, I don't know who was so afraid of bugs at first, but now they're practically hugging and comforting him."
Bai Yu: "...This is different. These little insects are life-saving insects now, so of course we have to treat them like treasures."
The two were arguing when Lü Ping suddenly ran in with a panicked look on his face, "I smell a lot of charred corpses, it's terrifyingly strong."
Liang Song followed him in. "Boss, I can see with my fly-eye eyes that a large number of charred corpses are flying towards our camp."
Bai Yu frowned. "Really? Aren't the charred corpses usually scattered? At most, there are only three or five together. How could a large number of charred corpses be flying towards our camp at once?"
Liang Song's expression was serious. "That's exactly what I wanted to say. These charred corpses look like they were part of an organized and premeditated operation. I suspect that someone is controlling these charred corpses!"
"What?!" Bai Yu jumped up from his chair. "That thing can be controlled? Who's behind it..."
“It’s Wu Da,” Yun Jian said coldly. “Their attack on me with wire bombs shows they’re also researching charred corpses. Ten days have passed; it’s normal to see some progress.”