Lu Yu, who was focused on Xiao Ran, didn't notice the strangeness on Gu Changfeng's face at all, and just asked again.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong? ”

At this moment, Xiao Ran was looking out of the car window solemnly, and did not answer Lu Yu's question for the first time.

Looking out of the car window, Lu Yu found that Xiao Ran's target was the corpse of the thin monster not far away.

"That corpse, something weird......"

After a moment of silence, Xiao Ran seemed to have finally considered the sentence and spoke.

"Eccentric? What's weird? ”

Lu Yu blinked, and immediately looked carefully.

Compared to yesterday, the location of the monster's corpse has not changed, but the surface of the original pale and thin skin is faintly yellowed.

"It's not weird, it's still the same as when I just fell to the ground yesterday, and I didn't even move my claws."

After watching it for a long time, Lu Yu finally came to such a conclusion.

Gu Changfeng, who was sitting in the back seat, heard the conversation between the two, and also curiously leaned to the window of the car to look out, just at a glance, a trace of surprise flashed on the young police officer's face, and he spoke.

"That's not right...... I remember that Senior Sister Xiaoya's skin is not so yellow......"

Of course, the "Senior Sister Xiaoya" in Gu Changfeng's mouth refers to the thin monster lying on the ground.

Due to the fifteen days he had previously been locked up in the detention room, during these fifteen days, the thin monster mutated by police officer Chen Xiaoya had been guarding outside the detention room, wanting to enter and devour Gu Changfeng all the time.

Therefore, Gu Changfeng was forced to "observe" the monster for nearly fifteen days.

Although he doesn't know much about monsters, he is at least much more familiar with Lu Yu and Xiao Ran in terms of appearance.

"Isn't it just that the skin has turned a little yellow, it's normal, maybe it's the relationship between air oxidation after death......

Lu Yu said indifferently, as if he was planning to ignore this trivial change.

Although Gu Changfeng felt a little strange, when he heard Lu Yu say this, he suddenly lost his interest in digging the roots, and slightly adjusted his sitting posture to allow himself to lean on the back of the chair more comfortably.

"Well, it should be fine, let's go."

Xiao Ran nodded, signaling that Lu Yu could start the car, but her eyes were still staring at the corpse not far away.

With the soft sound of the key turning, the engine of the car, which had been silent all night, started smoothly.

It wasn't until the roar sounded that Xiao Ran slowly spit out two words.

"Mycelium ......"

It's just that because the girl's voice was too low and the engine roared to cover it, the word "mycelium" did not attract the attention of Lu Yu and others.

The silver-gray sedan quickly drove away from the police station, leaving only a cloud of smoke drifting slowly on the road.

Not long after Lu Yu and the others left, a tattered secondary infection swayed close to the corpse of the horse-level zombie.

Not only is the secondary infected body in tattered clothes, but even its limbs are incomplete.

Only half of his left arm remained, and white broken bones protruded from the dry wound.

The right arm was completely gone, disconnected from the shoulder, as if it had been torn off by something.

Not only that, but the face of the second-infected, with both arms broken, was also covered in wounds, many of which were deep in the bones, mixed with black mucus and filth.

The landscape further down was even more unbearable, and the broken intestines flowed out of the broken abdominal cavity, just dragged to the ground at will, like a useless hemp rope, covered with a lot of dust.

If such an injury is placed on a human body, I am afraid that it will not be able to survive a long time ago, but if it is placed on a zombie, as long as it does not hurt the brain and spine, it can still have a certain ability to move.

The secondary virus in the body continued to drive the broken body forward, and soon came to the corpse of the horse-class zombie.

At this moment, if the secondary infection has the ability to see, he can clearly see the strangeness of the corpse in front of him.

Just as Lu Yu and Gu Changfeng saw at the beginning, the skin of the corpse table had completely turned yellow.

And this color changes

The reason for this is precisely because the surface of the skin is covered with a large number of hyphae.

The pale yellow mycelium is like a thin piece of cloth, tightly wrapping the corpse of the horse-class zombie, as long as you look at it patiently, you can find that these mycelium are wriggling regularly.

It is like the seagrass that grows on the bottom of the sea, swaying silently in the invisible currents, and the corpses below are nourished, blooming with vigorous vitality.

As the secondary zombies continued to approach, these regular wriggling hyphae seemed to sense something, and began to slowly stack in the direction of the secondary zombies at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gradually, the yellow color on the corpse became uneven, and the location closest to the secondary zombie appeared a thick yellow spot, while the farther part began to thin, gradually revealing the pale and dry skin underneath.

"Whew......"

The limb secondary infected snuggled sniffed at the corpse in front of him with its broken nose, and let out a low roar that bordered on a whimper.

Low intelligence does not allow it to make judgments about the situation in front of it, and all it can rely on is instinct.

The breath coming from the broken nose told the secondary infected that the corpse in front of it seemed to be a tonic meal.

And around this delicious meal, there is not even a single person of the same kind who grabs food.

You must know that in normal times, it is impossible for a secondary infected person with incomplete limbs like it to monopolize food at all, so it has to pick up some scraps in the cracks of the same kind and burn it cold.

But now the situation is different, there is a complete corpse presented in front of it, and it is not an ordinary corpse, it is a mutant with a high concentration of viral essentia.

The broken nose has received the wrong information, and the misinformation has induced limited instincts, which in turn have caused the poor secondary infected to do the most stupid of things.

Interlocking with each other, step into the abyss.

I saw that the secondary infected person grinned excitedly, and he didn't pick or choose, and directly bit at the corpse in front of him.

The body rotted by the mycelium had already become fragile, and it was quickly reduced to slag in the bite.

There's no gushing black mucus, and there's no virus-derived muscle and fat.

Beneath the pale and dry skin, there is only a large number of yellowish hyphae.

These myceliums are like expired marshmallows, dense and complex, and with the biting action, they soon stain the whole body of the secondary infected.

After taking two bites, it seemed that something was wrong, and the secondary infected person raised his head in confusion, and blinked at a loss with a pair of eyes blindfolded by the white mist.

"Huh?"

A slightly confused voice emanates from the throat of the secondary infected, and its limited intelligence makes it unable to comprehend the situation in front of it.

Soon, however, the hyphae attached to the secondary infected body began to grow wildly, so fast that it even made a slight rustling sound.

The secondary infected body attached to the hyphae also fell to its knees with a thud, and the ragged face was no longer full of excitement, and all that was left was excruciating pain.

A large number of mycelium formed an impermeable living yellow cloth, completely covering the body of the secondary infected, and as time passed, the frequency of the zombie's struggle gradually decreased, and finally lay on the ground motionless.

All sounds have fallen silent, and secondary infections are still roaming around the streets.

The only difference is that the zombies who had deliberately avoided it began to shy away, as if the corpse lying on the ground was no longer a threat to them.

Of course, there is nothing attractive either.

These secondary infections seem to be unaware of what is happening in front of the police station, and completely ignore it.

The mycelium melted and dissolved, and the corpses of the horse-class zombies that had been torn and bitten began to decay rapidly, blown by the breeze, turning into a puff of yellow-black smoke.

The flesh and skin decayed, revealing the white bones in it, and if you look closely, you can find that these white bones are covered with dense pinhole-like holes.

It looks like rotten wood that has been hollowed out by termites.

On the other hand, the secondary infected body lying on the ground was wrapped in thick mycelium at the moment, and it could only be vaguely judged from its appearance that it was a human form.

The sun was gradually obscured by the clouds, and the previously clear sky began to darken.

First a flash of light, then a rumbling sound.

There was a hint of dampness in the air, and the city was about to fall into the night for the third rain after the cataclysm.

Successive thunderbolts flashed from the north, like the claws of an enraged beast, tearing the sky mercilessly.

Unlike the previous two rains, the third rain was neither as dripping as the first nor pouring down as the second, with moderate rainfall but a lot of lightning and thunderstorms.

It is as if the heavens are angry and thunder is rampant between heaven and earth!

The zombies roaming the city, whether secondary infected or mutated pure virions, shrank their necks and hid in the building, as if they were afraid of something.

Of course, it's definitely not because of fear of thunder.

The sheer sound of thunder only irritates these blood-drinking and flesh-eating monsters, and even stimulates their ferocity to some extent.

These zombies are afraid of what comes after the thunder - rain.

The thunder and lightning raged for nearly five minutes, and the sky finally began to fall raindrops, not like the transparent droplets of water in the past, this time the color of the rain was a faint red.

It was as if some naughty child had knocked over the red paint, showing a pale red that would be dyed but undyed, and fell on the ground and between the buildings, blooming one after another blood-colored flowers.

The able-bodied and free-roaming zombies had already taken refuge between the buildings when the rain was falling, relying on the reinforced concrete before the catastrophe to avoid the red rain.

But the zombies who lack arms and legs, or who are simply incapacitated, are not so lucky.

The pale red rain fell on their bodies, and they actually formed a layer of fine fluff between breaths.

All the zombies with fluff on their bodies became extremely violent without exception, and began to attack all living creatures that could be attacked around them indiscriminately.

Fortunately, most of the zombies who did not dodge were "defective goods" with missing arms and legs, even if they became violent under the influence of the rain, they did not cause much chaos, but there was a little more violent roar in the rain curtain, which made the people who heard the sound feel cold all over their bodies.

And among these rain-soaked defective products, there is the secondary infected body that gnawed on the corpse of the horse-class zombie.

When the rain first fell, the yellow hyphae on the surface of the secondary infection did not change much, but slowly stained with a layer of pale red over time, which looked a little strange.

But after a long time, these strange rains seeped into the mycelium-wrapped corpses, and the silent corpses suddenly seemed to be plugged in with high-voltage electricity, and began to twitch irregularly on the ground.

No roaring, no shouting.

Just quiet convulsions.

If there is any sound, it is only the sound of the heart beating from the inside of the body.

I don't know what the reason is, this secondary infected body that gnawed on the corpse of a horse-class zombie and was then infected with yellow fungus was actually reborn in this pale red rain!

The dead lump of flesh in the chest cavity beat again, and the black slime pumped slowly turned red, from viscous to thin, from stagnant to flowing.

Minced meat is reconstituted, short limbs are regenerated!

The yellow mycelium seems to have some kind of strange reaction with the red rain, like two malevolent controllers, directing a horror scene that no one is watching.

"Boom ......"

Another burst of thunder rang out, and the secondary infected body lying on the ground and convulsing suddenly sat up from the ground, the surface mycelium being ripped apart by the hands inside, revealing a thin face.

"Huh-"

A loud inhalation echoed through the pale red rain, and the owner of the thin face, the previous secondary infected body wrapped in mycelium, desperately breathed air.

"Whew, whew...... I—Where am I......"

A slightly shrill male voice sounded, and the owner with a thin face looked at his lower body in a confused manner, which was still wrapped in mycelium, and muttered to himself.

At this time, if Lu Yu and the others hadn't left, when they saw the scene in front of them, they would definitely drop their jaws to the ground in shock.

Because this thin face was none other than the face of Yu Libo, a thin man sitting in their car begging for a diversion to Yunlong Town......