But Wang Lan immediately dismissed this idea.
Because this possibility is very small, the fact that the fortress lights up every night is the best proof. If the guys inside have completely given up on the outside, then every day will be eternal night, and there is no need to light up the fortress and waste resources.
But in any case, the emergence of infectious viruses could very well become a catalyst for the fortress to abandon the outside world.
After this eternal night, we must seize the opportunity to be selected for the fortress!
Wang Lan glanced at the final fortress again.
Then he walked towards the market without looking back.
Since the anomaly occurred, the weather has become increasingly strange.
Winter is getting colder
Summer is getting hotter and hotter.
The heat has made the hawking sounds at the market less and less frequent. For example, right now, Wang Lan feels that the pitch of the market sounds is several degrees lower than usual.
Upon entering the market, one sees that the vendors on both sides are also listless and dispirited.
Wang Lan walked towards the end of the market.
Suddenly, a foul odor wafted over, attracting Wang Lan's attention.
This stench was different from ordinary stench, but it smelled somewhat familiar. However, Wang Lan couldn't remember where he had smelled it before, so he could only follow the scent.
Then, at the entrance of an alley, he saw a corpse lying in a pool of blood!
However, judging from the dark red, viscous, and dull color of the blood, the body must have been dead for some time.
Several fist-sized flies buzzed as they crawled across the mutilated corpse, searching for parts that suited their taste to satisfy their appetites, while also using the corpse as a nest to lay their eggs.
But basically, before they even hatch, they will be decomposed by bacteria along with their bodies.
This scene disgusted Wang Lan.
But the vendors on both sides did not show any discomfort.
In fact, such scenes are not uncommon in the market, especially as the eternal night draws closer, and deaths occur frequently.
They might wear a fake smile during the day, but secretly reveal their sharpest knife at night.
This is all perfectly normal.
Wang Lan frowned and quickened her pace to leave.
He arrived at Old Zhang's thatched hut at the end of the market, knocked on the door a few times, and when no one answered, he pushed the door open and went inside.
But as soon as I entered the house, another stench hit me.
Wang Lan coughed repeatedly from the choking.
Fortunately, it was just the smell of gunpowder, unlike the smell of the corpses earlier. Wang Lan got used to it after a few seconds.
The room was small and simply furnished, with only a broken wooden table and two chairs visible as soon as you entered, which was probably where Old Zhang usually ate.
But there were several blue books on it. Wang Lan was curious and wondered if these were the biology books he wanted, so he went over, picked them up and started looking at them.
But this one glance was all it took. The young and vigorous Wang Lan was immediately captivated by the dark forests and snow-white hills in the book, unable to tear himself away. At the same time, his heart raced and his face turned red.
Just then, two people came out of the inner room; it was Old Zhang and Fatty.
Upon hearing the sound, Wang Lan immediately closed the book and put it back, then plopped down in a chair and crossed her legs.
Old Zhang and Fatty were taken aback. The two middle-aged men immediately understood and put on smiles as they looked at Wang Lan.
"Cough cough..."
Wang Lan broke the awkward silence, cleared her throat, and asked seriously, "Where's the book?"
"Didn't you just finish reading it?" Old Zhang smiled. "There are eight books in total, known as the Eight Books of the Azure Dragon, all about modern biology!"
The fat man chuckled and said, "Judging from your body language, I think you're quite satisfied. This proves that our efforts weren't in vain. We used three bombs to collect all eight books."
Wang Lan: "..."
He realized that the two brothers had completely misunderstood him.
Wang Lan slammed his fist on the table and was about to start cursing when he suddenly heard a commotion outside.
And amidst the commotion, there were bursts of panicked screams.
The three of them exchanged a glance, then walked out together.
The market was in complete chaos, with people scattering and fleeing in disarray. Everyone was shouting and yelling, making it impossible to understand what they were saying.
Wang Lan stepped forward, grabbed one of the people, and asked, "What happened?"
"Oh no! Someone else has been infected!"
The man turned pale with fright, and after speaking, he broke free from Wang Lan's hand and ran away.
Wang Lan looked up and saw an infected person covered in blood roaring to the sky behind the group. Then, he rushed towards another person, knocked him to the ground, opened his mouth, revealed his fangs, and bit down hard on the person's neck.
The person pinned to the ground immediately began to convulse and tremble, with bright red blood flowing incessantly, covering the entire ground.
Wang Lan's pupils contracted immediately, and his gaze shifted, discovering several other corpses lying haphazardly in other places. Without exception, each corpse's limbs were twisted at an eerie angle, as if they were standing up.
Without a doubt, they have all become infected!
The person who was bitten to death by the infected also stood up straight.
This scene was completely unexpected for Wang Lan; the infection process had happened so quickly!
It can be said that mutations occur immediately after death.
"Come inside! Come inside!"
He turned and shouted at Old Zhang and Fatty.
The two were staring blankly when Wang Lan called out to them, and they immediately came to their senses, turned around and ran into the house.
Wang Lan was the last to enter the room. He slammed the door shut, but immediately added, "No, I have to go out!"
"what?"
"court death?"
"fart!"
Wang Lan drew his Vajra Umbrella, opened the door, and jumped out.
"That's truly a case of great skill and daring!"
Old Zhang sighed sincerely, then said, "We can't just sit here and wait to die. The market isn't safe. Pack up the gunpowder and bombs, and we'll run with Wang Lan later!"
"good!"
The fat man nodded emphatically, and the two returned to the inner room.
Meanwhile, Wang Lan, standing outside, was watching several infected individuals a few dozen meters away.
The saying goes, "No one gets up early for nothing." Wang Lan never wanted to do a losing business. The reason he rushed out was to verify a series of conjectures about the infected. Although this would put him in some danger, the information he obtained in the end would be of great use.
"Hello!"
Wang Lan shouted, immediately attracting the attention of the infected people.
The infected all turned to look at Wang Lan, their tongues, which had grown longer from their two rows of sharpened teeth, protruded and then staggered toward her.
The speed was incredibly fast; Wang Lan even felt it was much faster than the infected person she had encountered the previous night.
"Ghost step!"
"Activate!"
[Increases movement speed by 20 points for 5 minutes (Cooldown: 24 hours)]
Wang Lan, carrying the Vajra Umbrella, went to greet them.
The two sides moved at high speed and soon met. Wang Lan gripped the umbrella with both hands, swung it with all her might, and hit the infected person in the lead hard!
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