But nothing is absolute in this world, especially when toxins come into contact with the human body, the effects can vary greatly, and even the most skilled poison makers are wary of others poisoning them.
At this time, a man in a hoodie came out.
"Cough cough." He was hunched over, seemed very weak, and coughed from time to time.
Ye Lan, Hong Qing, and Wu Heng all frowned.
They all smelled rotting flesh.
The next second, the man raised his hand and slowly pulled down the zipper, revealing several mice hanging on the naked skin inside.
"ah!"
The Black Widow at the table was so scared that she screamed and jumped far away. She quickly took out the perfume from her bag and started spraying it wildly.
Ye Lan watched as the rats pierced the man's chest and abdomen with their fangs and were eating his flesh with relish.
The man's body was covered in many rotting, festering wounds, appearing even more decayed than a corpse buried deep underground. Logically, he should have been dead, yet he stood before them alive.
"Haha, I found this in a small town on the border where a plague broke out. This person has over a dozen super viruses, all of which are terminal illnesses for which there is no vaccine available today."
"He was the only one in the whole town who survived, so he was called a super antibody."
After showing off a bit proudly, Mr. Bai stared at the other party and said, "If anyone dares to use his stuff and doesn't die within fifteen minutes, even if you win, how about that?"
As he spoke, the man placed a handkerchief he usually used to cover his mouth on the table.
In an instant, Lu Guanshu and others who gathered around to eat melons all retreated, and even the guests who were far away kept their distance.
Since the beginning of recorded history, any animal-borne super virus has easily killed hundreds of thousands of people.
The horror is no less than a war.
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