The crystal melts instantly in the mouth, and there is not much pain after swallowing. After about a minute, nausea, vomiting, palpitations, and shortness of breath occur.
Quan Hou calmly handed over the trash can, his eyes fixed on Zhuang Zhao's blood pressure, heart rate, and other values. He quickly wrote them down, and his mouth never stopped, asking Zhuang Zhao to describe his feelings every now and then, making the most of the guinea pig.
"If only this were in a laboratory, numerical observations could be more detailed and accurate," Quan Hou said with a regretful expression.
After about half an hour, Zhuang Zhao vomited up his stomach completely. He felt better after replenishing his fluids and sugar.
"Have you noticed any changes?"
"Nothing has changed."
"You've changed a lot in my opinion. I used to be able to faintly smell the changing scents around you, but now they're so strong they're like they've been purified."
"What's the use of that? That's not what I want," Zhuang Zhao said angrily.
"It would be very useful. You said your scent is effective against zombies. If we could mass-produce these scents, it would be very useful for luring, confusing, and delaying zombies. However, it is not very useful for individuals at present."
"But if you join my experimental program, you might get unexpected results."
Zhuang Zhao recalled Yan Shi's evaluation of Quan Hou: a genius madman who treats everything as a toy.
But he couldn't refuse; only the Marquis of Quan could give him what he wanted.
"What plan?"
The light in the next room stayed on all night. Yan Shi slept until her shoulders and legs ached, and she didn't get up until late morning. When she saw that Zhuang Zhao didn't look well either, she thought he was tired from taking care of her, so she wrapped her arms around his waist and cuddled for a while to express her gratitude and affection.
"Your scent has changed," Yan Shi suddenly noticed, and sniffed carefully again.
"What has it become?"
"It's much richer than before. I can't quite describe the taste, but it reminds me of calla lilies—the kind that's aloof, elegant, and refined."
Are you using this opportunity to praise me?
"Hehe, please forgive my lack of knowledge and skills, young lady, for I cannot describe your charm in words."
"It's not as good as you say."
"Of course I have some! Are you questioning my judgment? Every single melon I pick is guaranteed to be ripe."
"Hmm, you have good taste. Go wash up, dinner will be ready soon."
"Yes, sir. By the way, I hope I didn't scare Tong Ying and the others yesterday."
"I forgot to tell them, could you give them a call later?" If Yan Shi hadn't mentioned it, he might not have remembered it at all.
Tong Ying and the others were really scared. Yan Shi didn't hide anything from them and told them everything, including the possibility that the alien might lose control of its abilities.
She didn't hide it from everyone else, but everyone else did. She thought everything was calm outside, but in reality, it was a raging storm, and she was in grave danger.
The number of zombies has increased dramatically, and the known causes include indirect transmission by flying insects and direct infection by alien species. Even warlocks have been infected and died.
The aliens' workload increased, and after a while, another alien lost control of its abilities, causing numerous casualties.
Although the situation was dire, it wasn't hopeless. However, as more and more people died without apparent cause, the forensic doctor insisted that it had absolutely nothing to do with zombies, while the doctors gave the same answer: plague.
Temperatures rise, zombies roam, flying insects swarm, corpses litter the ground, bacteria and viruses rejoice, and humanity is once again persecuted.
For modern humans, plagues are not a major issue. Even if we are initially helpless, given enough time, we can develop vaccines and effective treatments. This is unless it's a virus like Ebola, which has a high mortality rate, is extremely contagious, and leaves humanity completely helpless.
The initial stage is characterized by high fever, followed by vomiting in the middle stage and internal bleeding in the later stage. The entire cycle lasts about ten days, with a mortality rate between 20% and 50%. Although it is not as high as Ebola virus and plague, it is still considered to have a relatively high mortality rate.
When everyone pinned their hopes on the medical doctors and professors in District 7, they realized that District 7 did not have any professionals specializing in this field.
Quan Hou: Don't count on me, I have no interest in saving people.
Medical teams worked overtime to popularize epidemic prevention knowledge, and factories worked around the clock to produce medical equipment. Although the spread was controlled to some extent, there was still nothing that could be done for those who were already infected and sick.
The warlocks are also troubled by the plague and are gathering together to discuss how to solve it and seek a way out.
"The medical academicians are concentrated in Zone 1 and Zone 2. Regardless of how far they are from us, they would never allow the academicians to come and help."
"Yes, the elite Zone 1 and Zone 2 will eliminate all dangers and hidden dangers."
"As for medical experts, there must be some in the Ninth District as well."
"District Nine doesn't restrict entry or exit, but the people there are all crazy, and I'm afraid you might not come back."
"Whether we go back or not, we're all going to die if we don't find a way."
Have you ever heard of the Divine Medicine Clan?
"The legendary Divine Medicine Clan? The Divine Medicine Clan are all medicine people, immune to all poisons. It is said that in ancient times, plagues were only stopped when the Divine Medicine Clan appeared. Because many people have their eyes on the Divine Medicine Clan, they always appear and disappear mysteriously. Some people also say that wherever there is a plague, there is the Divine Medicine Clan."
"Are we supposed to just sit here and wait for them to come to us?"
"No, what I mean is, I know where the Divine Medicine Clan is."
Where?
"District Nine".
How did you know?
"I guessed it from the forum. There's a little girl in District Nine who's immune to all poisons. Her surname is Gu. Everyone thinks she's immune to all poisons because she was bitten by a zombie and mutated. But someone revealed that she's always been strange, always alone. Even when she's injured, she heals herself in no time. There's a very high chance she's from the Divine Medicine Clan."
"That does sound possible."
"You'll know once you go and meet them."
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