"A new type of disease is spreading rapidly in the Federation...... All medical staff have done their best...... All planets, cities, mining areas are under martial law......"

Inside the metal hall.

Smith and the others looked at the young speaker's speech without blinking.

"It is called 'dust disease', the cause is unknown, the onset is extremely fast, can take the life of a healthy adult in a single day...... the onset of 'dust disease' is marked by a large number of unidentified gray spots on the hands or feet, from the initial stage to the acute phase is very fast, perhaps only a few hours...... When the gray covers an area, the flesh of that area will necrosis and split, turning into real dust and ashes...... Even amputation does not stop the spread of the disease...... The Force practitioners of the Federation are also helpless about this, and they are also sick......"

Inside the screen, 'Fang Xian' was not slow or slow, and he spoke eloquently.

Smith frowned: "Do you think ...... This is obviously a speech against disease, and the Speaker's introduction and description of the 'dust disease' is too detailed, shouldn't this be a medical official's business? ”

"It's a little weird......"

Vivien wanted to continue watching, but found that the screen went black and seemed to have something wrong.

"Hey, look what I found......"

Dunjun made a voice in a corner.

Smith and Vivien walked over, and saw a tattered spacesuit in the dust, its production process should be quite advanced, even after a long time of washing, some outlines can still be seen at this time.

There is also a lot of dust in and around the clothes.

"If it had been before, I would have thought it was a discarded outfit, and now it looks like its owner is here...... He died of dust sickness and was reduced to ashes......"

Smith Road.

After searching, they found a few more torn pieces of clothing, and their expressions became more and more solemn.

Dust disease!

This seems to be the culprit that led to the demise of a prehistoric civilization, like a majestic mountain, pressing on their hearts.

"When we came in, we didn't take adequate precautions."

Smith said suddenly.

"I think...... After such a long time, any germ should have died out, right? Vivien was stunned, then replied uncertainly.

"Prehistoric civilizations, too, had extraordinary people, and even they were helpless against this disease, and it may not be a disease in the ordinary sense."

Smith shook his head.

Unfortunately, their next search was fruitless.

The passage to some important places has thick metal gates that cannot be opened no matter how much you try.

And space spells or something, naturally they can't be used in this world.

"Our food reserves and mental strength are not enough, go out first......"

The three of Smith met for a moment and decided: "I have found the location where the spaceship fell, and we can continue to explore it in the future......"

Dunjun didn't have the slightest opinion, and followed the two out of the spaceship.

Staying in this kind of metal-like building always gave him a feeling of oppression.

Crawling out of the passage, the scarlet moonlight falls.

Dunjun subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes: "Dazzling light......"

His gaze wandered, landing on his right hand, and his expression suddenly changed: "This...... It's ......"

At the tip of his right finger, some dense, gray spots appeared!

Dunjun suddenly felt dizzy.

Dust disease!

The terminal illness of prehistoric civilization!

The demon that even extraordinary humans can't get rid of has entangled him!

"What?"

Smith and Vivien looked at this scene, their expressions changing.

If so, doesn't that mean that they could also be infected?

Smith subconsciously raised his hand, and at the position of the little finger of his left hand, he found a touch of gray.

His pupils instantly shrank into pin-and-needle eyes.

……

The triangular red moon shifts to the west, and it is the night of this world.

Near the hill, a flame burned, and a monster was roasting on it.

The three of them sat around, and no one had the heart to eat.

Dust disease did infect them, and it was very fast.

At this time, the most serious shield jun, the gray has spread to the shoulders and is invading the chest.

He was no longer feeling the touch of his palm.

Perhaps, it won't be long before the whole person will be reduced to ashes.

Even the power of the Iron Skin and the Petrified Pupil could not stop the spread of the disease.

The same is true for Smith and Vivien, who tried all sorts of tricks and chanted spells, but to no avail.

"Are we going to die?"

Dunjun muttered, "Die in the outside world...... It's better than bringing this virus back to the city and destroying humanity......"

Smith and Vivien looked at each other.

They are not desperate, they are not hysterical, because they still have faith, and they still have the last hole cards.

"Pray."

"Pray to our gods."

"For the pain that mortals can't solve, the gods must have a way to ......"

Smith spoke.

Not long after, the voices of the three people praying rang out: "Master of the Fangshi, Master of the Calamity, God of Immortality...... Your devotees pray for you and listen to the call of your devotees! ”

The sound of high and low reverberation echoes above the wilderness.

It didn't take long for Dunjun to feel a sense of confusion.

The next moment, he found himself in a dream, standing on top of a huge square.

In the eternal light, a pair of incomparably large, indescribable eyes opened and looked down indifferently.

'This ...... Is this the essence of the immortal god? ’

Dunjun was extremely surprised, this was probably the first time he had seen part of the face of the gods, in a conscious state.

The huge eyes seemed to move, and then they didn't seem to move.

But the white brilliance around them swept down like a waterfall of light, enveloping the three of them.

A trace of gray aura spread out from Dun Jun's hand and was quickly dissolved.

"Praise be to my lord!"

Smith and Vivien's excited, excited voices came.

"Was it the god of immortality who healed me?"

Dunjun looked at his hands, and hurriedly followed Smith's appearance and thanked him.

……

"Very dangerous stuff."

Beneath the abyss, Fang Xian opened his eyes.

Because of the strength of the seal, he didn't keep an eye on his followers all the time, and now it looks like they are almost wiped out.

Fortunately, as long as they call, they can immediately know and come to the rescue through a part of the Dream Village.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

This sentence turned into a terrifying thought and swept across the dreamland.

Smith and the others felt a terrible voice fall, and just listening to it made their whole bodies tremble, and they almost went crazy.

However, in the voice, they did understand the meaning of the gods, and hurriedly explored them one by one, and also used their minds to construct holograms.