Senlang looked at Old Deng with cold eyes.
"What can you detect in that blood?"
A look of shame appeared on Old Deng's face, and he lowered his head slightly.
"No".
Senlang's eyes flashed, and he looked at Sangjie again.
"How are those people now? Is there anything unusual about them?"
Sanjay recalled that after those people went in, they remained silent, their eyes lifeless and empty like marionettes. Their bodies were still stiff and inflexible. He even had someone test them, but they seemed not to sense any danger and stood there woodenly, unaware of the risks.
He then opened his mouth to answer.
"Reporting to the young marshal, those people are not unusual. They are still the same as before, and they don't even know the most basic way to avoid danger."
After saying that, he thought about it again and again before speaking.
"Of course, it's also possible that those people are superb actors and are just pretending to be stupid, gambling with their lives."
"But I think the possibility is very low! Those people really are like wooden figures."
Sen Lang frowned and pondered for a moment before looking at the two of them.
"Have you ever heard of parasites? They are worms that live inside a person's brain. They can gradually devour the host's consciousness, thereby controlling the host's body?"
Upon hearing this, Sanjay and Old Deng stared wide-eyed, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Sanjays paused for a moment before speaking.
"Young Marshal, this is impossible! This is too fantastical."
No wonder Sanjay didn't believe it. Where could there be such a powerful creature? If there really were such a powerful lost item, humanity would probably have been wiped out long ago, and everyone would have become a walking corpse.
The phrase "walking dead" popped into my mind, and suddenly it dawned on me: weren't those people there just like walking dead?
Could it be... that they were infected with the parasite the young marshal mentioned?
Sanjay quickly shook his head, denying his own belief.
Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible!
However... the behavior and demeanor of those people were indeed very similar to what the young marshal had described!
this……
Sanjay swallowed hard, his gaze uncertain.
"Young Marshal, do you mean... those guys in prison got infected with parasites here?"
He pointed to his head as he spoke.
Sen Lang's gaze was complicated as he looked at the piece of paper on the table.
He reached out and pushed Sanjay.
"This is what I just received, take a look."
Sanjay stepped forward with a puzzled look, took the paper in his hand, and began to examine it carefully.
The more I looked, the more horrified I became; I felt a chill run down my spine and my scalp tingled.
Sanjay stared wide-eyed at Senlang.
"Young Marshal, where did you get this news? Is it true?"
Senlang shook his head slightly.
"I don't know if this news is true or not, so I called the two of you over."
"However, verifying whether the news is true is not difficult. Aren't there a few suspected cases in the prison?"
Sanjay immediately understood, "Young Marshal, I'll go and verify whether this news is true."
As he spoke, he turned around and reached out to grab Old Deng, who was standing to the side.
"Let's go open someone's head; you should be more familiar with this kind of business."
Old Deng...
"No, I'm a licensed doctor. Don't make it sound so bloody, old man. I'm a..."
The words that followed grew softer and softer as their footsteps faded into the distance, until they fell silent.
Senlang looked down again at the ashes in his palm.
My feelings became inexplicably complicated...
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