"It means that you need to be more moderate now so that you can drink more in the future."

Shi Jinzhe raised her hand to cover her neck; her venomous fangs felt like steel needles, and she was still in pain.

"Besides, is my blood really that attractive?"

"It's delicious." Shekh was still not satisfied and wanted more.

"Can we do it tomorrow? I need to rest today." Shi Jinzhe thought for a moment and then said, "I've been through a lot today, and I don't know how much dirt I have on me. I need to be careful about the hygiene of what I eat."

"Two bites tomorrow."

That's good; they've even learned to bargain.

"Then just two bites." Shi Jinzhe thought that maybe she would forget about it tomorrow when she saw something else to eat.

He took out self-heating rice from his ring and a small pot to boil some Ganoderma lucidum water to nourish his body.

With nothing to do, Shekh began sniffing around the house, his tongue flicking out. The smell here was indeed much fresher than outside, and it was quite pleasant.

Her gaze passed through the window; outside the island, the clouds surged, still shrouded in storm clouds.

This view of Azure Island was unlike anything she had ever seen before. The seawater was yellowish-gray, and the yellowish-gray was encroaching on the azure warehouse area. The bases of several buildings were already submerged in water.

"Time is running out, the water has risen."

Shi Jinzhe carefully placed the pot in his hand, walked to the window, and saw the mycelium. He took out his binoculars, adjusted the focus with his finger, and aimed at the spot Sheh pointed to.

After a long pause, he finally spoke, “That’s not flooding, that’s mycelium growing wildly.”

When the sea breeze blows, the soft mycelium surges forward like ocean waves, layer upon layer.

The wind carries countless spores, making the entire Azure Island their home.

There's a hairy monster circling downstairs. Given the rate of transmission, even if people outside have protective measures, they will all be wiped out in the third phase, which will begin in twenty days.

The thought of 200,000 permanent residents and a large number of stranded travelers all transforming into hairy monsters over three meters tall is enough to give anyone a headache.

This was after the game system lowered the difficulty and sent away half of the birds and beasts. Thinking of this, Shi Jinzhe suddenly thought of a question.

"Shekh, can you sense what's happening in the sea?"

Shekh glanced at him slowly, then looked out at the sea: "Three mouths."

Time is running out: ...

She's sipping her wine here, taking three sips each.

"Then let's have three people."

“I can’t sense it.” Shekh honestly told him the reason: “It’s too far away.”

?

Time was running out, and my mind was in turmoil. I was at a loss for words for a long time.

Shekh used to answer with a simple "yes" or "no," but now she's learned to omit the beginning and end, only using the "or" to confuse people.

After much deliberation, he realized he might need to cut off another half of the Ganoderma lucidum and throw it into the pot.

Before going to bed that night, Sher, afraid that he might forget, made a point of emphasizing on the sofa that he should drink three sips the next day.

The second day after entering the Azure Building.

Shi Jinzhe didn't sleep well last night, feeling like she was dreaming about her two poisonous fangs.

He pulled the blanket off his head, and the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Sheikh's face.

"Good morning."

She was propping herself up on top of him, and Shi Jinzhe, thinking she might not be awake yet, pulled the blanket back down.

Seeing that he had opened his eyes, Shekh leaned down and pulled the blanket that Shi Jin had folded. "You're awake."

"...How long did you watch me?"

"From three o'clock until now."

"Three o'clock?" I wonder if she woke up because she was hungry.

Shi Jin glanced at the time on the wall; it was 6:30 in the morning. She was incredibly patient, staying in one place for over three hours straight.

"You didn't have this much of an addiction when you drank blood last time, did you?"

"I don't know, I just really want it."

Shi Jinzhe grabbed her hand as she pulled open his collar, "Have you been craving blood ever since you took off the ribbon yesterday?"

"It seems so..."

Sher's face and his neck were almost touching, but when they got close, she could feel the fragrance wafting into her nose.

She couldn't resist and opened her mouth to bite down, but Shi Jinzhe reacted quickly and moved her hand away to avoid being pierced by her venomous fangs.

He winced in pain; was his own blood some kind of magic potion that attracted her so much?

"Could you be a little gentler..." Shi Jin folded his clothes, and two buttons popped off as she tugged at them. He propped up his arms, which had nowhere to go, and didn't dare to pull the clothes any further.

Shekh drank far more than three sips; it was as if she had been thirsty for a long time and had finally found a water source, so she instinctively drank even more.

She didn't know how long she had been drinking, but her body became more and more relaxed.

That comforting scent filled his entire body, and Shekh finally released his mouth. When he looked up, he lingered and rubbed his cheek against the two teeth marks.

She was a little dizzy from drinking and felt like something was binding her, something she should get rid of quickly.

Shi Jinzhe's face drained of color. Seeing her look up, he sighed weakly, "Your 'good morning' almost made me want to die."

“Next time…it won’t happen again…” Shekh said, then collapsed.

"Sheh?" Shi Jinzhe shook her shoulder and found that her breathing was steady. He tried to push her with a little more force, but couldn't move her.

He was the one who lost too much blood, so why did she faint first...?

Shi Jinzhe lay face up, looking up at the sky. If Shekh continued to drink blood like this, what would become of him?

He rarely felt lost, and as he pondered different solutions, his eyelids grew heavier and heavier until they finally closed completely, and he fell into a deep sleep.

In the spacious ninth-floor lobby, occasionally someone would pass by, their heels clicking crisply on the shiny floor tiles.

Passersby glanced at the door and saw that the two people who were personally greeted by the chairman hadn't left the house all day. They were quite mysterious.

In the unfamiliar environment, the repeated sound of footsteps helped Shi, who was extremely tired, to perk up.

He rubbed his head and sat up from the sofa. In the dimly lit room, Shi Jinzhe could hear a sound like popping bubble wrap, which was a bit sticky to the ear.

He looked around: "Shekh?"

"Come here." Shekh sat in the corner, his tail swaying back and forth, rubbing against the floor.

"What are you doing…"

"Hold onto this." Shekh handed him a thin, pale purple film. "Stand still and don't move."

Shi Jinzhe unconsciously squeezed the object in his hand a couple of times. It was smooth and soft. When his fingertips touched the regularly arranged diamond-shaped protrusions on it, he finally realized what it was.

Why does he only have one life, yet so many life-threatening things happen to him?

Seeing with your eyes and touching with your hands are two completely different things. Shi Jinzhe can stand still without her saying anything.

"Could you use a little more force?"

“Yes…” He gripped the small piece of snake skin tightly in his hand, watching her stretch the snake’s tail all over the room.

Once the pale purple snake skin and the tip of its tail were pulled away in opposite directions, Shekh finally felt relieved.

"Do you still shed your skin?"

“Yes,” she said, slithering her newly grown snake tail to him, revealing two even sharper fangs, and mumbled as she showed them to him, “I’ve also lost some teeth.”

"I can tell..." It's obvious that biting someone hurts even more.

Shekh took the snake skin away and gave Shi Jinzhe two old teeth that had fallen out, saying, "Here, these are for you."

"Give it to me?"

Shi Jinzhe took the pair of old teeth from her hands. When he touched them with both hands, the Shekh snake tail disappeared and turned back into legs.

He steadied her to prevent her from losing her balance due to the sudden change.

But when they removed their hands, their gazes simultaneously fell on Shekh's legs.

The snake's tail did not immediately revert to its original form. Without the time limit being broken, Shekh maintained its human form for 5 minutes.