Zhu Zi and the remaining villagers secretly brought their families to this typhoon shelter behind the island.

The only ship with a pillar is moored here.

The ship was docked here for repairs, which is why it wasn't moored at the pier.

Unexpectedly, this is the only pleasant surprise; otherwise, all the boats at the dock would have been under control.

The group arrived silently, only to be completely dumbfounded.

The ship that should have been docked here has vanished without a trace.

Zhu Zi and the other villagers had thought they could escape their predicament by relying on the boat, but they found that the boat was gone.

This sudden turn of events plunged them into deeper despair and confusion.

The boat was their only hope, but now it had vanished into thin air, leaving them looking at each other in bewilderment.

Zhu Zi's heart sank. Recalling the scene when the ship was being repaired, he suspected that someone had discovered their plan and taken the ship away in advance.

Or perhaps the ship was swept away by the wind and waves?

But the typhoon shelter has always been calm and peaceful, so this possibility is very small.

The villagers began to whisper among themselves, and some suggested that they go and look around to see if the boat had been towed elsewhere.

Zhu Zi nodded and decided to split up.

They searched carefully along the shore, afraid of alerting those who had blocked the dock.

Time passed second by second, and everyone's hopes gradually faded away.

Everyone had no choice but to return to the village under the cover of night.

Seven emerged from the bushes nearby.

We will never let these people leave, no matter what.

Standing in the Liu family's living room, the air was filled with a strong fishy smell, mixed with some indescribable stench of decay.

The talisman in Qi Zai's hand was slightly warm. He took a deep breath and stuck the talisman to his forehead.

The scene before my eyes began to distort, like water being stirred up.

When the image became clear again, Seven saw a father and son standing on a dilapidated fishing boat, the setting sun turning the sea blood red.

They were located where the pillar and the others had just stopped their boat.

This area belongs to Qianhai, and only these old fishing boats can be used here.

"Dad, look!"

The young son of the Liu family suddenly pointed at the water and exclaimed in surprise.

The lake water churned violently, and a huge dark shadow swam in the water.

Old Liu quickly reeled in the line, but the fishing rod bent into an astonishing arc.

"Something's wrong with this fish!"

Cold sweat beaded on Old Liu's forehead.

"It's too heavy!"

Suddenly, the water surface burst open, and a huge, strange fish leaped out of the water.

Seven's pupils suddenly contracted—it was a two-tailed fish, its entire body covered in white scales.

Each piece was about the size of a palm, gleaming eerily in the setting sun.

It is dazzling under the light, and at the same time, it is full of temptation.

The strange fish crashed heavily onto the deck, making a metallic clanging sound.

Its gill covers twitched violently, making a sound similar to a baby crying.

The Liu father and son frantically tried to cover it with a fishing net. Qi Zai saw the strange fish's huge double tails slapping forcefully on the deck, each slap incredibly powerful.

The wrecked ship looked as if it would soon be smashed to pieces.

The scene shifts to the Liu family's kitchen.

Liu's mother was processing the strange fish, and sparks flew as the cleaver struck the fish scales.

Fish blood is a common red color, but this particular red has an eerie quality; it's more like an intense, deep red that seems impossible to dissolve.

It appears to have a faint blackish tinge.

It emitted a pungent, fishy smell.

When Liu's mother cut open the fish's belly, the spurting blood immediately covered her, and she coughed violently.

Why are the fish's internal organs this color?

Liu's mother frowned; the fish's internal organs were an unnatural black.

"It's alright. Our area is heavily polluted. Every fish has this color inside its belly."

"We haven't caught a fish this big lately, the fish must be delicious. Today we're treating ourselves to something special."

The typhoon lasted a month, and it finally stopped. It's a treat to have some fresh air today.

Upon hearing her husband's words, Liu's mother immediately dismissed them and threw the fish pieces into the water.

While washing, the pot was brought to a boil.

A large chunk of white fish oil was thrown into the pot and it splattered and released oil.

That evening, the Liu family of four sat around the dining table.

The fish meat has an enticing golden color and emits a unique aroma.

Seven noticed that all four of them showed satisfied expressions when they smelled the aroma.

Clearly, the taste of this fish is irresistible.

Everyone ate with great relish; the four of them managed to finish all the fish, which weighed twenty or thirty pounds, in one sitting.

Everyone's stomach was bloated.

Old Liu was the first to fall ill that night.

He developed a persistent high fever, and black spots appeared on his skin.

The sound of Lao Liu coughing violently came from the room.

Then came Liu's mother. Her fingernails began to fall off, and amidst her continuous coughing, she vomited blood as black as ink.

Old Liu's daughter and son tried to take them to the hospital, but it was too late.

But outside, the wind was howling and the rain was pouring down.

Seven saw Liu's son huddled in the corner, his skin beginning to fester, revealing the blackened muscles beneath.

Old Liu knelt on the ground, clutching his own neck with both hands, letting out a painful roar.

The room was filled with the smell of death, and the walls were covered with black mold.

When Qi Zai removed the talisman, his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

Some black, fluffy particles, invisible to the naked eye, float in the air; these are traces of virus remnants.

He took out a specially made talisman and began to purify the polluted space.

The tragedy of the Liu family stemmed from the strange fish from the sea; the virus it carried made this ordinary family the victims.

The source of the virus has finally been found.

Seven's gaze drifted back to the safe haven they had just returned from.

If the fish were caught from that spot, and if the source of pollution is there, then it's dangerous.

There are too many uncertainties in the ocean. Once a source of pollution spreads, seawater becomes a breeding ground for viruses.

When fish infected with the virus are caught by others, it is tantamount to spreading the infection to the whole world.

For the first time, Qi Zai showed a worried expression on his face, even though he had so many talismans.

However, these talismans cannot solve all his problems; firstly, the virus itself can only be eliminated temporarily.

What must be eradicated is the source of pollution; if fish are the carriers of pollution, then that's a real problem.

Seven arrived at the safe haven.

He slowly waved his hand, and the ship that had been hidden earlier appeared in front of him.

This is a small boat, which can only carry seven or eight people.

And it wasn't a wooden boat.

The current location is the very spot where the Liu family father and son used to fish.

Seven looked around. It was the middle of the night, and everything around was pitch black. In the sea, you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

It gives people a sense of being adrift and uncertain.

He remembered the location correctly; the problem was how to find the source of the pollution.