Chapter 20: Bugs (Thanks to Tang Sumu for being the leader)
The collapsed factory was filled with smoke and dust.

While being besieged by dozens of zombies, Wen Wen walked forward as if strolling in a garden. She waved her hands casually and hung the ghosts blocking her way one by one on the sharp crystal tree that rose from the ground.

In the face of her questioning, the voice on the phone continued, without any irritation or unhappiness, as if he was always in a good temper, patiently facing all the patients' questioning and accusations.

Anyway, the consulting fee of 160,000 federal coins per minute will not be less than a penny, and if it is less than a penny, it will be calculated as one minute.

Caller——[Hope Hospital·Laboratory Department]

"The analysis report for the virus sample numbered R54447 from patient Zhu Hong that you sent yesterday has been completed."

The doctor named Mueller said slowly: "We regret to inform you that this is not the standard sample of the previous NO.109 blood thirst disease, but a new strain that has evolved from the blood thirst disease."

Wen Wen asked: "What do you mean?"

"Well, to put it in layman's terms, it's an upgraded and specialized version that's even stronger than the original!"

Mueller explained: "As we all know, the original version of blood thirst disease came from Middle-earth. It was a plague caused by the priest king of Middle-earth after his evil transformation went out of control. I will not go into details about the specific symptoms here, but the final result is that the host is completely transformed into a β-type ghoul among the evil creatures.

And the strains you offer are completely different.

Its alienation of the host is merely superficial, more like a transformation of a tool. The blood, life, and even spiritual essence sucked by the host will eventually belong to the strain itself.

Just like with parasites, it's not the host that matters, it's the strain.

In the end, even the host itself will be completely eaten by the strain, leaving only the strain itself for the controller to use. As long as it is used properly, it is not difficult to gather a large amount of life and spiritual essence in just a few days. "

At this point, Mueller couldn't help but sigh: "As a tool, this strain is really simple and affordable, and very cost-effective."

"and many more--"

Wen Wen keenly sensed a hint of discord in the other party's tone, and subconsciously gritted her teeth: "Why do you know so much? Could it be that you guys are also connected?"

"Of course, this is our hospital's patent! Forty-one years ago, it was a classic variant cultivated by Director Yan of the Infectious Diseases Department!"

Mueller proudly replied: "Although it cannot be used publicly on a large scale due to the T5 protocol, all partners who have purchased the corresponding technology have praised our technical level!"

"What the hell -"

Wen Wen almost crushed her phone. Even though she knew that to these crazy researchers at Hope Hospital, morality and ethics were not as useful as a diaper, she still couldn't help but want to hit them.

Why didn't I choose the matrix that could give people a big fight through the computer?

Otherwise, how could you bear this kind of humiliation?!
“But please rest assured that our hospital does not yet have the qualifications and permission to conduct outpatient consultations, so we will naturally not interfere with the sovereign territory outside the hospital.

According to the cooperation agreement with the Federal Security Service, we will fully cooperate with this kind of terrorist attack."

Mueller said quickly: "According to the regulations of this institute, all achievements and products evaluated as C1 and above are strictly prohibited from being disseminated to non-cooperative parties, and all contacts will leave traces in the archives of the visitor reception center.

According to records, there are currently forty-one people who possess and know how to use this strain.

Among them, the only one who has any connection with the Dragon Festival is Andreas Lawrence, a former assistant physician in the emergency department who was expelled from our hospital sixteen years ago for academic misconduct.

"Or maybe you are more familiar with his other name..."

Mueller spat out the name: "[Bug]."

A wanted criminal with a bounty on both the Federation and Empire lists, an escapee from the Northern Mountains Prison, and the cultist who was responsible for the Flower Moon Massacre in the Empire.

One of the sixteen shepherds of the Dragon Festival, the Deformed Worm.

"If it's him, you'd better be careful."

Mueller finally reminded, "That guy always likes to make a big mess when he does things..."

Wen Wen didn't say anything.

Looking back silently, I gazed into the distance from the foothills...the scarlet light that was dotted and slowly rising in the northern mountain area.

It was a deformed spiritual essence that ordinary people could not perceive with their naked eyes. It rose into the sky and exploded like a substance. Thousands of scarlet threads extended and gathered, like a giant tree made of blood vessels.

From the sharp laughter, dancing seductively.

Ten minutes ago, Keats Hospital, inpatient building.

"Room rounds."

The nurse rushed in front and knocked on the door one by one. The attending doctor made an inspection first: "Everyone, please put away the messy things. Don't eat instant noodles in bed. Auntie, please put away your underwear. Don't hang it outside the door!"

As he said that, he tore off the huge piece of pants that was so loose that it was shocking and threw it back to its owner. Ji Jue who was standing next to him was stunned. He went in and out so many times, and he thought it was the old man's vest!
Then, I saw the old lady turned around... and got hung up again!

Seeing this, Ji Jue couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Really, perseverance!

"Uncle, if it hurts, you can only take painkillers. You have rheumatism and gout. Surgery can only treat the symptoms. Drink less alcohol and soup, and eat lighter food."

"The wound shows signs of inflammation. Communicate with the family. To avoid suppuration, the dressing still needs to be changed... It's better to spend a few dollars more than amputation. Communicate the situation well."

"It's almost healed and I'll be able to be discharged from the hospital soon."

Accompanied by a faint voice, low footsteps walked to the door. It was a doctor with crutches and a leg brace. In the sultry weather, there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, but his expression seemed eternally warm and gentle. After checking the conditions of the old man and the aunt one by one, he finally looked at Ji Jue who was at the innermost.

After flipping through the medical records on the bed, she reached out and pressed the bruises on his body and the gradually healing burn marks on his back, nodding with satisfaction: "You're recovering well. You're lucky. There's no acute renal failure or nerve damage. Observe for another two days and adjust your endocrine and hormone levels."

"Just take your medicine on time."

He waved his hand, and a nurse came up and put a standard paper bag in Ji Jue's hand.

"Ah?" Ji Jue was stunned for a moment, and looked down at the paper bag in his hand: "There is no such medicine this morning."

"Methylcobalamin nourishes nerves and supplements vitamin B."

The doctor pushed up his glasses and smiled: "It promotes nerve healing."

In the tilted paper bag, two pills, which together were not even half the size of the little finger nail, rolled into Ji Jue's hand. They were dark red in color and smelled as bad as ordinary medicine, with a bitter taste.

“I’m a little afraid of suffering.”

Ji Jue hesitated for a moment: "We want to eat now?"

The nurse handed over a glass of warm water and advised: "There is another one in the evening. Take the medicine on time so you can get better quickly."

Ji Jue was silent.

Looking down at the palm of my hand, I saw the two pills that were slightly sticky after being soaked with sweat, and the faint scarlet burning inside. Even the watch pop-up window that had been popping up in front of me since just now.

[External active distorted spiritual essence detected, warning, a large active distortion source detected, the risk of evil transformation is gradually increasing, warning, unknown distortion detected, warning, warning, warning, warning...]

Warning, warning, warning all day long.

Why don’t you help me call the police!

Ji Jue sighed and was about to speak, but he couldn't help but look towards the door and stood there in a daze.

"Brother Feng? When did you come?"

Unfortunately, there is no Brother Feng.

The doctor and the nurse turned around and saw nothing at the door except air and a pair of large shorts fluttering in the wind.

Bad news, no divine soldiers will descend from the sky this time.

Good news, I have a magic weapon!

Ji Jue had already pulled out a pistol from under the pillow with his other hand, pointed it at the doctor's forehead, and without thinking, he pulled the safety and pulled the trigger with the fastest speed and strength in his life.

The roar burst out in an instant, overlapping, and the gushing gun flames danced and spread, fleeting, but continuing from the loud noise.

In less than a second, Ji Jue could hardly feel his fingers.

But I don't have time to care about it anymore.

At the moment the shot was fired, he jumped up from the hospital bed, leaped backwards, smashed the window with his back, and fell down from the fourth floor.

The fourth floor is twelve meters high, and there is a carport for electric bicycles below.

If you're lucky you won't die on the spot.

As long as he doesn't die, he can just lie on the electric bike and run away.

At worst, if we make a big fuss, the other party will be wary...

What are you avoiding?

As the wind blew in his face, his mind was empty and he suddenly got stuck and forgot what was going on.

Because of the fall, it came to an abrupt stop!

Ji Jue was hanging upside down in the air, holding a pistol with a red-hot muzzle in his hand. He struggled desperately, but could not break free... from the strange tentacle wrapped around his ankle.

Then, another tentacle stretched out from the window and wrapped around the right foot.

Then, the hands.

He was even too lazy to take away the pistol from his hand, which was empty and only had the sound of the firing pin.

Just like that, gently, slowly, and carefully, he was dragged back to the ward.

Put it on the bed.

In the dead silence, it seemed as if even the sound of breathing had disappeared. Only the people in the surrounding beds and the nurses looked at him with empty eyes.

Like a ghost.

And right in front of him, there were still bullet holes on the doctor's face, skull, neck and chest, and blood was slowly overflowing from them.

Through the crack, one could vaguely see a bunch of wriggling tentacles squeezed inside, slowly extending out from the cracks on the face and dancing.

"Were they discovered? How strange."

The face that was shattered into pieces but still continued to smile slowly raised its head and uttered a hoarse voice that seemed to come from a nightmare, full of praise: "As expected of you, you are the Chosen One who was cursed for ten years and still managed to awaken on your own!
Just this insight and sense of smell is eye-opening. No... even more so, it is the determination to draw a gun on a stranger after realizing something is wrong. "

"I'm gonna kill you MUA!"

Ji Jue struggled in vain, but was eventually bound by layers of cable ties and could no longer move. A nurse, who looked like a zombie, came up to him and gave him an injection in his neck.

Then, everything went dark before his eyes.

Broken.

At the last moment, the screen of the mobile phone covered under the quilt lit up, and the text message interface popped up, sending the last message to Wen Wen in the address book.

——Help, save, save, save!!!

(End of this chapter)