Wang Fushou still has a certain degree of thinking ability.

He knew he couldn't be greedy.

Especially at times like these, children who run back to report the news will soon be able to return with adults.

Although the puddle is deep, it can't hide people at all. The best way is to take advantage of the arrival of people and quickly change to a new hiding place.

It's still the old way, holding a corpse into the hole, and then using mud and clods to open the hole, and no one can see it. Wang Fushou gnawed on fresh meat in the dark and dreary soil cave, and his mouth was full of blood.

The adults who heard the news surrounded the puddle. Soon, another drowned child was picked up from the bottom of the pit. The ambulance also arrived, and the parents of the doll held the child and cried darkly, but the parents of the other child were in a daze———— the entire puddle was searched, but their doll was not found.

The dolls who swam together all said that their little friend sank to the bottom. The ruthless adults got a pumping machine and quickly drained all the water in the pit. After stirring back and forth in the muddy pond for half a day, still nothing was found.

The chaos tossed until late at night, and the children who went back to report the news were invariably beaten. Several of the more miserable dolls had red handprints on their faces, and while sobbing, they still pointed to the puddle and refused to change their words, saying that Dalin and Baolu fell inside, and they didn't lie.

The village chief and the party secretary came, and then the police came.

The entire site was cordoned off, and people expanded their search area, searching back and forth near the puddle. The families who had already fished out the child's body were not idle, they bought wreaths, invited relatives and friends, put the child in the coffin, and a group of people gathered at home for a drink. Then, with red eyes, the child's father led a group of people to carry the coffin and placed it at the door of the district government overnight.

This is certainly not rudeness.

Nima's, this abandoned site used to be farmland. If it weren't for the government's development, it wouldn't have been dug up by developers. If there were no hellish demolition and reconstruction, Lao Tzu's doll would not have gone into the water to swim and would not have lost his life. Now, the person is dead, and the government must compensate! You are responsible!

Wang Fushou quickly gnawed off both thighs. The chaos outside had nothing to do with him. As long as one more day passes, until late at night, the people outside will naturally gradually disperse. When the time comes, you will be able to climb out.

An officer who was maintaining order noticed the anomaly.

Although the scene of the incident was chaotic and villagers trampled the puddle into a muddy pond, Wang Fushou's footprints stretched from the puddle to the distance.

The footprints disappeared in front of a large pile of clods. With the mentality of giving it a try, the police found a shovel and dug a few shovels down casually, and Wang Fushou immediately jumped out of the soil hole.

He fled desperately.

In his current appearance, he must not see anyone. Wang Fushou knew that he was very good at fighting, and when he was wandering in the wilderness, he was once besieged by eight wild dogs. At that time, Wang Fushou was very brave, fighting the most savage and powerful hunger desire, biting away three and biting five to death.

Note that it's not a hit, it's a bite.

Wang Fushou studied biology when he was in junior high school, and knew that there was such a thing as "evolution" in both humans and animals. Although he didn't understand the meaning of evolution, Wang Fushou felt that the body weapon he had evolved was his teeth. There are a lot of them, they are very dense, they are hard in texture, and they are unusually sharp.

Wang Fushou, who pounced out of the earthen hole, startled the police.

Towards dusk, the light is still abundant. The police saw Wang Fushou's fat and smelly body and saw the dense teeth in his mouth.

It was the most terrifying existence that he couldn't hide. The left and right corners of the mouth have split and stretched to about two centimeters below each ear. Wang Fushou's entire mandible has been deformed, and under the invasion of the virus, the entire head has undergone a complete change. It doesn't take much effort to fully open the entire mouth, and you can easily swallow lumps of food the size of an adult's head. This is actually a kind of modification of the host by the virus. Only in this way can the host swallow a larger amount of food in the shortest possible time.

The entire inside of his mouth is covered with teeth. The protruding incisors are more than three centimeters long and unusually sharp, like a sharp, triangular steel chisel embedded in the middle of the gums. With the incisors as the endpoints, more than a dozen neatly arranged rows of teeth extend sequentially towards the interior of the mouth. Their length is also progressively shortened from the outside to the inside. At the deepest point that can be seen from the outside with the naked eye, the teeth at the end have only a small white spot that protrudes slightly from the surface of the flesh.

The policeman was almost scared to death.

He shouted as loudly as he could, and many villagers who were searching around the puddle heard the news. Wang Fushou's appearance was too terrifying, and the policeman pulled out the Type 02 revolver without thinking about it, clenched it with both hands, and ordered in a trembling voice: "Stop!" Just stand there and don't move. Otherwise I'll shoot. ”

At this time, if you really follow orders honestly, you will have your brain in water.

Wang Fushou was a little flustered in the soil cave, and since he had come out at the moment, of course he had to run as fast as possible.

He felt like a happy bird, his fat, smelly body weightless. He was running happily, the male symbol between his legs pointing straight straight ahead like a compass, reflecting the strange light of the filthy liquid wrapped around the surface in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The villagers who arrived later had already found the child's body in the earthen cave, and the family members of the deceased had gathered there to weep bitterly.

They became more and more sure that the child ———— judged that Wang Fushou must have killed him. This guy is a youkai who killed three children in a row in a puddle and ate the corpses in a heinous manner. Gotta catch him and give the dolls their fate!

Dozens of villagers with hoes, shovels, and sticks chased after them, and the police fired several shots in succession when there were no vehicles and pedestrians in front of them. With the exception of two misses, the rest of the bullets hit the target accurately. Wang Fushou felt that it was just an itch for himself, and the warhead didn't even feel like it was drilling into the flesh. He felt proud. Isn't it? Lao Tzu is invulnerable now, and the things below will still shine. If you change to another man, who the hell will have this ability?

He's like a creature perpetual motion machine that never knows what tiredness is. Two stubby, swollen legs and feet ran vigorously. The villagers and policemen chasing after them couldn't stand it, and it didn't take long for them to slow down one by one, and they all felt stuffy in their chests, so they stopped one after another, panting heavily.

It's too late to ask for support or something.

When the police chased them all the way, they didn't have walkie-talkies with them. He took out his mobile phone, dialed the 110 command center, and explained the situation here in quick and short words. But by the time the police car arrived at the scene, Wang Fushou was already like a frightened rabbit, and he had already run away without a trace.

……

All night, Liu Tianming sat in front of the computer, silently staring at the unchanged computer screen.

The mysterious man on the other side of the network has not responded. Just like last time, he disappeared again.

It's late, and it's time to go to bed.

There was a residual smell of Zheng Xiaoyue on the pillow. It's sweet, it's warm, it's easy to think of the madness and shyness of that night.

However, Liu Tianming is not in the mood to think about that now. He felt an impulse in his body, which made his brain heat up, and he couldn't calm down.

Song Jiahao's credit is not bad, and the renovation of the underground air-raid shelter is underway. Chen Po's problem seems to have been solved, but if you think about it carefully, compared with before, there is actually no change.

Chen Po has mutated.

There is no doubt that she was dead when she fell from the morgue ventilation duct on the roof.

Liu Tianming and Chen Po had a blood sample test, there were no red blood cells, no white blood cells, and the whole blood sample was full of a terrible virus that had never been seen before, but the biological activity was amazingly strong.

Yes, that's not a germ, it's a virus.

Their extremely tiny bodies cannot be observed by ordinary medical microscopes at all, and can only be seen under the electron microscope of the hospital's special technical department.

Obviously, the virus is not willing to give up Chen Po, a host that was hard to get. Although the host body has died, the virus that invaded the body forcibly maintained the normalcy of Chen Po's central nervous system in a way beyond human comprehension. She didn't have a mind, and the last remaining function of her brain was her understanding of food. Her body movements are stiff and she maintains her most basic attacking abilities. The strength characteristics of the normal form of the infected body have also continued, but they are not as powerful as before, and there may only be only two or three out of ten, maybe less.

No one wants to die, and neither does the virus.

Liu Tianming has experimented that once Chen Po, a lingering host, is left, the virus in the blood sample will die within 24 hours. However, if the temperature is less than 5 degrees Celsius, the self-dormancy function of the virus will be stimulated. They fall into a deep slumber until the temperature rises to the point where they can recover.

Of course, the weapon that can pose a lethal threat to them is the heat.

Lying on the bed, Liu Tianming tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

He felt terrified. If Chen Po is allowed to live like this, it is likely that one day in the future it will become a source of infection that endangers the entire city. However, if Chen Po is destroyed, it will not be possible to do it morally and emotionally.

Liu Tianming is an enthusiastic and serious person. He sat up straight, cushioned his shoulders, and looked out of the dark window with deep eyes, seeing his own figure projected on the windowpane.

It was a handsome and athletic young man. The broad shoulders are muscular, and the facial contour has the smooth lines that are characteristic of Asian men. In the dark night, I couldn't see his expression clearly, and I could only see deep confusion through those dark eyes.

From a very young age, Liu Tianming forgot the existence of his parents. They were separated, divorced, and quarreled almost every day when they were young, and there was no peace at all. Liu Tianming knew that all the anger of his parents had nothing to do with him, but some other reasons.