Xie Xuan used almost all of her strength and concentration to fight the two women in front of her who were still making vague cries.
Fortunately, although these two women were extremely strong, they had no skills or methods at all. They fought solely based on the dominance of strength and speed.
As luck would have it, before Xie Xuan came here, she was doing a job that was very dangerous, and no one was better than her in terms of fighting skills.
When Xie Xuan's health dropped to 65, he swung his sword twice and cut off the heads of both women.
Just as he was about to retract his knife swing, the familiar feeling of being stabbed through came over him again.
"Cough—" Xie Xuan suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood mixed with black mycelium and dark red flesh.
This time the man was obviously more skilled than last time, and Xie Xuan was also more familiar with the pain than last time.
She immediately grabbed the man's hand, raised her hand and pulled the communicator on her temple off, and pressed it hard on the eyebrows of the mushroom man in front of her.
Before being roughly pulled down by her, Bai Ze seemed to say: "Ms. Xie Xuan..."
But at this moment, Xie Xuan was in so much pain that her mind began to blur. She shouted hoarsely, "Bai Ze, infect it!"
Xie Xuan's world had completely turned into a deep and light blood red. She could feel a sticky liquid continuously flowing out of her mouth and the edges of her wounds uncontrollably.
Also flowing out was one's own body temperature and consciousness.
"Heh, you don't think Bai Ze can be infected..." The man's relaxed words and the action of trying to take off the communicator like picking mushrooms came to an abrupt halt.
Xie Xuan's eyelids were so heavy that she could no longer hold them up.
What she didn't see was that the pure white mycelium on the communicator she pressed on the man's brow quickly spread to the man's entire body like a white flame encountering dry firewood, and almost instantly wrapped up the man.
The thick darkness around them began to twitch violently as if it had been severely damaged. The black cracks on the bodies of the women kneeling on the ground became larger and larger, and in the blink of an eye, they were all covered in black.
The situation was completely reversed almost instantly. The person wrapped in pure white mycelium did not rashly take out Xie Xuan's hand that had been pierced through.
He just looked at Xie Xuan quietly until the entire field began to twist and collapse.
"Xie Xuan." The man spoke again, still with the voice of a middle-aged man, but his tone was calm and indifferent, as if without any emotion.
He reached out and grabbed the dagger that Xie Xuan was still holding tightly in her unconscious state, and pointed it at his heart.
"Time is running out." The man said almost in a sigh, and exerted force with his hand, allowing Xie Xuan to stab the knife into the fungus hidden in his chest.
[The parasite has been successfully killed, the bacteria have been successfully contained, mission completed, 80 points awarded, current points: -60, ability: control creatures with lower intelligence than the user, upgraded to ability: control creatures.]
In another corner of this rapidly disappearing area, Zhou Yuanyuan, covering his almost strangled neck, was still gasping for breath.
Her eyes were red as she looked at the pure white mycelium spreading on Ling Wenqing's temple.
"Why is this happening..." Zhou Yuanyuan looked at the white mycelium growing in the endless darkness with a cold face.
But at this moment, the white mycelium suddenly stopped growing, and Ling Wenqing, who was kneeling on the ground in pain, also calmed down.
"This mission has been completed. We are notifying the logistics department to collect the remaining damage. I am very happy to provide communication services to everyone in Team 320 this time. Goodbye."
Zhou Yuanyuan hadn't come to her senses yet. She watched in a daze as the mycelium spreading beside Ling Wenqing's forehead quickly retreated back into the small communicator.
The darkness around was still deep, but it was no longer the pitch-black, hopeless darkness.
Immediately afterwards, the entire space suddenly lit up, and three people in pure black protective suits arrived late.
After seeing that the thick black mycelium that covered the 400-square-meter basement had completely withered, the leader actually took off his helmet.
This is actually an illegal behavior. Although the parasite has been killed, the spore concentration is still above 40%, and there is still a risk of infection if protective clothing is not worn.
But the two people traveling with him had no objection at all.
After all, he is one of the few A-level psychics in the 45th branch of the Ecological Bureau. They think that his talent is wasted in the C-level field.
The handsome young man, who looked like a star from a boy band before the advent of the wasteland era, pulled his hair back.
He hummed a tuneless tune, as if he were performing rather than on a mission, before saying, "Search separately. All members of Team 320 are currently alive, so rescue is the priority."
His teammates responded without any objection and left consciously according to the young man's assignment.
After the other two teammates left, Xiao Yao's expression slightly restrained, and he walked directly to one of the rooms with a clear goal.
The room in the far corner of the basement is where the infested spawn their territory.
Xiao Yao turned on the light and the first thing he saw was two bodies leaning against each other. One of them was completely covered in dried pure white mycelium, while the other one, wearing protective clothing, had blood all over his face and it was impossible to tell whether he was dead or alive.
As if performing a performance art, two people stood in the middle of the room and dealt each other a fatal blow.
Before Xie Xuan died completely, Xiao Yao walked forward calmly, and suddenly pulled out the mushroom man's hand that was still inside Xie Xuan's body. Then he immediately injected two injections of therapeutic agent into Xie Xuan's neck.
Before the blood could gush out, the ruptured blood vessels began to heal under the effect of the therapeutic agent.
But the poorly repaired wound made Xie Xuan frown in pain, and suddenly with a "wow" sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with dry hyphae and broken flesh.
Xiao Yao dodged quickly, but was still splashed a little.
"Tsk." Xiao Yao rubbed the blood stains on the dried mushroom man with a look of disgust.
He ignored Xie Xuan who was in a deep coma, but took off the communicator on the mushroom man's head and played with it in his hand.
"I've told you long ago that this beast who only knows how to play with women won't amount to anything. Now he has to trouble me to clean up his mess." Xiao Yao murmured in a voice that only he could hear clearly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he exerted force and crushed Xie Xuan's communicator completely.
He put the broken communicator into his pocket, turned around and found a blue and white, CD-sized device in the corner of the room.
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