"That's not right." The white-haired youth interrupted Fu Xing's words, "Suppose there is a problem. In this logical chain, you automatically default to the premise that all patients in quarantine will mutate. ”

"Well, I did acquiesce to that condition." Fu Xing leaned against the corner of the table, unhurried, "But you must know that something abnormal must have happened to the isolated patients, this is the precursor to the abnormality, and they may all become monsters." ”

"And what I'm trying to say is that the speed of the mutation may be related to the environment around the infected person."

"For example, a crop that is sown at the same time may not germinate at the same time, it depends on the environment around the seed, and even other factors, such as the deliberate stampede of the bear child."

The same is true for variation, which is influenced by a combination of factors.

The environment may be just one of them.

The white-haired young man nodded, and this idea was rounded.

Fu Xing: "We didn't encounter any monsters along the way during the day, and I think it has something to do with that. Monsters are afraid of fire, averse to heat and light, prefer damp and dark environments, and look like mushrooms, perhaps some kind of fungal virus is at work. ”

It's normal that there are no people on the road, and most of them must have suffered last night.

When something like this happens suddenly, it's normal to not dare to go out.

As for those monsters, they should be hiding in an environment suitable for their survival.

But once it's night...... It could be another hellish scene.

"Shift positions? Mr. Qi. Fu Xing tilted his head and proposed.

The white-haired youth nodded.

At night, the environment is largely undifferent.

Anywhere can be frequented by monsters.

At this time, it may not be a wise choice to stay at home.

So, where is the driest?

Fu Xing and Qi Feng glanced at each other, and had a name in their hearts.

"Gas station."

"Gas station."

Two voices rang out almost simultaneously.

Fu Xing raised her eyebrows, her eyebrows are naturally curved like a crescent moon, and if she raises it a little, she will have an unexpected beauty, and the whole person seems to be smiling, looking sweet and abnormal.

"I didn't think it was quite tacit, Mr. Qi."

Qi Feng's eyes moved slightly, then put one hand in his pocket and walked out, "I'll go pack my things." ”

Walk pretty fast.

Fu Xing found that every time he was involved in this kind of ridicule, he could always find an excuse to expose it.

With Fuxing's many years of experience in writing essays, Xiao Baimao is actually quite innocent, and eighty or ninety percent of him is a straight man of steel.

Packing up my things, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon.

The nearest gas station is 10 kilometers away, which can be reached in 10 minutes.

The reason for choosing a gas station is also very simple.

They can't find a perfect dry environment for a while.

Since they can't find such a place, they can only find a relatively favorable environment for them.

I chose a gas station because there was a lot of gasoline in the gas station.

They can set up a defensive line in advance, and if a monster approaches, they won't be at a loss, and at least they have weapons to deal with them.

As soon as the car approached the gas station, Fu Xing saw people moving around him.

It's a human, not a monster.

At this time, dozens of people at the gas station were vigilantly hiding in the dark, looking at the black Martha that drove over, and no one acted rashly.

Qi Feng drove the car directly into the gas station, and after stopping, several male young men walked towards them, led by a young man who took the lead.

"Who? What for? Behind the young man at the head stood a younger brother and walked over and knocked on their car window.

Fu Xing's gaze swept over the youths.

She soon noticed that two of them were interlopers.