Jiang Shuyin propped her chin up and stared listlessly at the monitor screen, trying to treat each split screen like a mini TV.

Sensing someone approaching from behind, Jiang Shuyin turned around.

Seeing Lison's tense face and red ears, she put one hand on the back of her chair and the other on the monitor, and asked in a softer tone, "What were you looking at just now?"

Jiang Shu pointed to the enlarged screen: "These four people are arguing, but unfortunately the sound is too soft, so I can only imagine it."

Lison breathed a sigh of relief and forced a smile: "What's so interesting about this?"

Jiang Shuyin used to write novels and was very interested in these kinds of love stories between men and women. If it were a year ago, she would definitely have had another inspiration—I never thought I'd see this! A couple begged another couple not to leave, and this love story actually required four people to talk about it.

First publish it on Toutiao, then forward it to UC, Baidu...

For now, all we can do is look and think about it. Of course, a pampered young master like Lisen wouldn't understand. Jiang Shuyin would only truly listen if she explained it to him.

What are you doing here?

Lison's eyes flashed: "Just taking a walk. We'll be eating later, want to come up and eat together?"

He was going to come down and turn off the security camera at the door, but since she was here, he decided to leave it at that.

At this moment, Huili stood at the door and gave Jiang Shuyin a look.

"Wait until I'm done with my work."

Lison followed him: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

She packed up the remaining oil cans, which didn't take long. After that, she wouldn't be needed for much more work.

When Jiang Shuyin went up to eat with Lison, the chef used fish that had been caught fresh from the sea. As soon as Jiang Shuyin saw the fish on the plate with its sharp teeth showing, she immediately shouted, "Stop!"

Everyone looked at her, their eyes filled with confusion.

Leeson: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Shuyin said, "This fish has mutated. Eating it will cause infection with a virus, and it spreads very quickly. It's best to gather all the people who have come into contact with the fish for observation. Once it mutates, it will be troublesome."

The chef was completely panicked. He tasted every single dish in order to test them: "I don't want to die yet, please don't give up on me."

When they heard that they were going to be locked up in one place, they all thought it was a way to kill them.

Apart from Jiang Shuyin and Lisen, who were delayed by other matters and hadn't eaten, there were very few people on the ship who hadn't come into contact with the fish. Even Captain Huili ate a bite of fish a minute before the announcement.

Even if you vomit it out, it's too late.

Duou and Fushit were cautious and ate beef from the stockpile for lunch, thus escaping disaster.

The three leaders met again to discuss the sudden and devastating news.

Leeson stated frankly, "It was something we had to face eventually, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon."

Mr. Du sighed, "I'm too old and have a weak immune system. I really don't know if this trip is a good thing or a bad thing."

Fushit had an idea: "Since the virus is bidirectional, I can eat the fish in front of them and then explain it to them. I hope that God of Luck will smile upon me and grant me superpowers."

Finally, they used Fushit's method: he ate the fish in front of everyone on the ship. The fish had just been caught from the sea, and its fangs were sticking out, indicating that it had been infected.

The slightly overweight chef grilled the fish over a fire until it was fully cooked, then sprinkled it with barbecue seasoning and salt and pepper before serving it to Fushit.

Fushit elegantly put on a napkin, took out a piece of fish with a knife and fork, and pointed it at the camera: "Look, at least the meat is still pure white."

I took a bite, closed my eyes, and savored the taste: "Hmm~ the flesh is firm. This is a fish that loves to exercise. It tastes good."

The people who had been forcibly detained in the warehouse calmed down and sat cross-legged on the floor to watch Fushit's video. The security guards' pressure immediately eased, and they took the opportunity to lock the door.

Everyone was startled for a moment, but when they realized that Fushit was still live-streaming himself eating fish, they calmed down.

With such important figures accompanying them, they can observe for a while longer.

The people on the ship were almost all Asian. A small number of white and black people were brought on board to serve the Asians. They were generally intelligent and could view the situation rationally, without much emotional fluctuation.

After finishing his meal, Fushit remained seated at the table, casually recounting the events to them: "My friends, this was so sudden. By the time they informed me, the fish was almost digested... I've heard that some who ate it didn't mutate and remained ordinary people, some gained superpowers after developing a high fever, and some, very unfortunately, became mindless monsters—what I call social death..."

Downey was sitting in Warehouse No. 3, excitedly telling the person next to him, "I know about superpowers, they're so cool! Do you know Jiang? She has ice powers, she can freeze people's feet, and she can also release ice shields to block damage from objects, just like in the game world."

After he said that, everyone felt less nervous and scared, and began to fantasize about what kind of superpowers they might possess.

Chef: "I also want ice-type abilities so I can preserve my ingredients and eat them for longer. It would be even better if I could have fire-type abilities too."

The adventurous young man laughed and said, "Then I want the wind element. Once I master it, I can leave this ship and fly straight into the sky."

......

Six hours into the live stream, Fushit, like everyone else, had a flushed and pale face, his hands wrapped around his neck, and he was panting heavily as he leaned on the table.

Half the people in the warehouse were showing these symptoms, and the security guards gave wooden sticks to those who remained normal as weapons: "If they turn into monsters, deal with them immediately."

People have started dying in the warehouse, and Fushit has also completed his transformation. He sat up straight again, his face still flushed, and his eyes gleamed as he looked at the camera.

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