Fallen leaves and debris swirled around him as the young man struggled, almost burying himself in the leaves.

The screams continued for a few moments, and then a knife flew from the sixth floor, severing his neck.

Shekh overheard two men upstairs saying that the noise was too loud and would attract more infected animals, and that they should kill the man.

The young man was lifeless, and the dogs scattered in all directions.

Shi Jinzhe: "Bite but don't eat, the purpose of infection is very clear, and this person's corpse will probably change."

"Turn into a zombie?"

Shi Jinzhe adjusted the focus of his telescope and examined the withered leaves downstairs closely: "It's hard to say, it might be a parasitic fungus."

If it's a fungus, then it's a bit tricky. In the normal world, this thing rarely kills humans even if it infects them, but in a dungeon world, there's a good chance it will be an enhanced version.

With each breath, thousands of spores are inhaled into the body. Upon contact with the air, these fungi extend hyphae and take root on the body.

With both internal and external advantages, fungi have a much stronger survival ability than viruses.

He took out another pair of binoculars and handed them to Shekh, saying, "You keep an eye on the blue sky for a while while I tidy up the things in the space."

Shi Jinzhe divided all the high-temperature and high-pressure materials into two equal parts and put them into two rings respectively.

This is a backup plan. His body is definitely not as strong as Sheh's, so if she gets infected, she'll know what to do.

As long as Sheikh is alright, he can live.

“Time is running out, look at this.” Shekh told him to go look at Azure Company.

Shi Jinzhe picked up the binoculars, and a thick white smoke appeared in the round hole. The white smoke flowed rapidly, and someone wearing a gas mask ran out from inside.

Behind him, the fully armed Blue Sky Security Team dispersed the smoke and gave chase to the two fleeing men.

One of the men, wearing an orange gas mask, threw a gadget behind him. The gadget exploded, scattering the security team's formation. He kicked down the nearest member of the team and escaped in the chaos.

The other person wearing a green mask was not as lucky; he was shot in the calf and staggered to the ground.

He frantically reached out to his fleeing companions for help, but the person who had left first didn't turn back and quickly disappeared.

Schech explained the situation to him: "These two men took out the same cards as the employees. After the security team checked them, they pointed their eyes at a machine and then they started fighting."

"The card was probably a stolen work ID. What you're talking about is called iris verification. Their plan to sneak into Azure was exposed."

The iris is the layer on the eye, something Shekh had already learned. She continued to observe the situation on the blue side and saw the green mask being ruthlessly dragged away by four people.

As the smoke cleared, the security team rearranged their deployment.

“There are fewer people.” Shekh remembered that Azure had increased its manpower a couple of days ago, but today the number of people has plummeted by half. “There will be even fewer in two more days. Should we go over then?”

"Hmm, while you're at it, let's see if the seawater has changed."

There are only two ways to escape Azure Island: by sea or by air.

Because of its breakthrough in cancer treatment, Blue Ocean has gained significant influence.

Such a valuable company, with its personnel and data being the focus of attention, has the highest chance of being rescued there.

As expected, the mode of transport will be a helicopter, which is fast, more maneuverable, and suitable for rapid rescue.

If it's a rescue operation from the sea, there's a dock behind Azure Company, so it's not too late to get there.

After watching for a while, the two saw the orange-masked man stumble and run towards the apartment from the end of the road.

“The lock on the apartment door was broken,” Schech tilted his head to listen carefully. “He went to the sixth floor, probably thinking that the higher floor would be better for observing the situation.”

"Having just gone on an adventure, this person will behave for a few days and pose little threat."

After waiting by the window all day and finding no unusual situation on the Azure side, Shi Jinzhe asked Shehe to help him identify the high-temperature and high-pressure equipment that had not yet been used.

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As darkness fell, Shi Jinzhe put down what he was holding and noticed that the few lights that could be seen outside the window had disappeared.

Following the freshwater shortage, the island's electricity was also cut off.

The two of them didn't need lights, and they had stored enough water, so the impact of water and power outages on them was negligible.

In the darkness of the night, yellowish-gray mycelium rapidly grew on the corpse lying downstairs, and overnight it lost its human appearance, disappearing without a trace in the early morning of the fourteenth day.

The people who discovered the body was missing became increasingly terrified and dared not go out. They could only keep dialing SOS numbers that went unanswered and sticking SOS signs on the outside of their windows in hopes of getting help.

The distress letters, written in bold red marker, were covered by a layer of mycelium by evening, completely obscuring the red parts.

For three consecutive days, people who dared not go out had no choice but to knock on doors from house to house. If no one answered, they would boldly pry open the door and search inside.

Shi Jin recorded a coughing sound so loud it sounded like someone was coughing up their lungs and placed it by the door. Whenever someone knocked, he would press play.

This became Sher's job the next day. She would press it whenever she had free time, and even added all sorts of strange and unusual sounds.

Especially the sound of the snake's tail sliding on the ground; fearing the sound wasn't loud enough, she even deliberately flapped her scales while sliding to create a more immersive friction sound.

The sound was projected through the door to the people outside, and everyone still alive in the building guessed that the people in 505 and 504 had probably mutated.

The beggars would always walk quietly past the door, afraid of disturbing what was inside.

On the morning of the seventeenth day, the stench intensified once again, and the exterior walls of the apartment were covered with yellowish-gray mycelium in the night, unnoticed by anyone.

Especially on the floors below the second floor, even the windows were sealed shut, and the ground was covered with a layer of fungal carpet, which looked fuzzy at first glance.

Amidst a sea of ​​yellowish-gray, the Azure Company building, devoid of any fungal growth, stands out strikingly.

Shi Jinzhe had taken all the necessary precautions, but when it came to getting Shekh to work, he ran into a problem. With clothes blocking the way, holding hands was useless, and Shekh was still in a human body with a snake tail.

She is completely unable to wear those things in this state.

This was something Shi Jinzhe hadn't anticipated; their hands would actually require direct skin-to-skin contact.

"It's my fault." He took responsibility for the problem.

Shekh took the positive pressure mask from his hand. It was no wonder that Shi Jinzhe hadn't held hands for two weeks since they'd stayed indoors.

I wasn't wearing gloves before, and who knew that wearing a layer of clothing wouldn't work.

She put on her mask and said, "If we can't hold hands, let's break up and go our separate ways."