Incredible Games [Unlimited]

As soon as the picture turned, it turned to the huge black object standing in the middle of the flames. It could be vaguely seen as a spherical body, one-third of which was buried in the pit.

"According to the news from the front-line rescue team, the smoke at the scene is accompanied by a pungent smell, and the composition is temporarily unknown. Residents nearby, please do not open windows for ventilation."

The NPC in the video was still talking, Meng Fuyou turned off the phone, and lay back on the bed again.

The next morning, Meng Fuyou was woken up by knocking on the door, and Zhuo Shishi who was outside said through the door: "Meng Meng, wake up."

As soon as Meng Fuyou opened the door, Zhuo Shishi walked straight towards the window, and hurriedly said, "You didn't open the window at night, did you?"

Zhuo Shishi opened the curtains and found that the windows were well locked, so she breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, it's a hot weather and we all turn on the air conditioner, otherwise we'll all be caught."

"What happened?" Meng Fuyou frowned and approached, and saw that the entire window glass was covered with a layer of gray matter, a bit like thick dust that hadn't been wiped for more than a year, but you can still distinguish it if you look closely. The shape, like a small hexagonal snowflake, looks like a sticky texture like spider silk.

Zhuo Shishi explained: "Last night, more than a dozen cities were hit by meteorites. The trace substances produced by the burning of meteorites are harmful to the human body. That's the thing. It's all gray outside now, like a sandstorm, so scary. .” Her slender knuckles tapped on the glass window.

"Harmful to the human body?" Meng Fuyou repeated.

Zhuo Shishi nodded and said: "Yes, last night the first-line rescuers were all down, and now the respiratory and emergency departments of major hospitals are full, all because of high fever and coughing caused by inhaling trace substances, there are also many living players I have been recruited, and I saw live people queuing up for consultation in the hospital broadcast, so I guess they either went out to check on the situation last night, or they didn’t close the windows when they slept.”

Meng Fuyou frowned, and made a gesture to go out the door, "Does anyone else know?"

Zhuo Shishi: "I know, everyone wakes up earlier, and you can sleep the best. Brother Cheng guessed that you weren't awake yet and asked me to come and call you."

Meng Fuyou stopped, and touched her nose unnaturally.

The smoke and dust of trace substances outside had not dissipated, and all the doors and windows of the Lixiao Guild were tightly closed. When Meng Fuyou and Zhuo Shishi came down, Lu Mingyan, Wu Ya, Duan Yirong and Tang Haibin were also sitting in the lobby.

The real-time news was broadcast on the big screen of the film and television, and the voice of the NPC reporter came out through the screen: "According to the current analysis of the expert group, this is a severe respiratory disease caused by inhalation of meteorite components. The symptoms are persistent coughing and high fever on the body surface. The throat is swollen and painful, and it is obviously difficult to breathe. The medical system in this city is currently overloaded. If you find similar symptoms, you are encouraged to drink plenty of water and rest at home..."

Lu Mingyan sat cross-legged on the carpet, and the golden retriever egg yolk next to him hadn't been able to go out to have fun for several days, leaning against the man with drooping eyelids, Lu Mingyan frowned and said: "If this is the way the game reduces the number of people, then this disease The fatality rate is bound to be high, I'm afraid it's [-]-[-]."

Meng Fuyou looked around but didn't see Nan Jingcheng, so she asked casually, "Where are the others?"

"Brother Lei is resting in the room with Sister Qing, and Brother Cheng is upstairs on the phone." Tang Haibin replied.

Meng Fuyou: "Oh, which floor? I'll go up and have a look."

Tang Haibin: "The fourth floor, probably the glass greenhouse."

The outside of the glass greenhouse on the fourth floor was completely covered by gray trace substances, blocking all outdoor visible space, as if covered with a layer of gray wall covering.

Nan Jingcheng's tall and tall figure was standing inside. When Meng Fuyou approached, he was still on the phone. He glanced back and saw that it was her, so he pulled a chair and motioned for her to sit first.

After a while, Nan Jingcheng hung up the phone and said to her: "I asked the guilds I have dealt with before to find out about the situation, and many of them have been recruited. Now several members are in the hospital. However, the medical resources are far from enough, and they cannot be ranked at all.”

Meng Fuyou's face was calm, and he broke the joints with one hand and said lightly, "So the war is just a smoke bomb, and the purpose is to concentrate the dense population."

"It's not all smoke bombs. It's only the sixth day. According to Sister Pei, the reset process will be completed in four days. Before the time comes, any changes may occur." Nan Jingcheng's tone was calculated. Don't worry too much, it's more like a joke: "Maybe the compulsory conscription will start tomorrow morning, or maybe the mechanical steel will be bombarded directly to the central part, it's hard to say."

"Then it depends on whether the fatality rate of this disease is high enough, if it is enough, there will be no more back-ups, and since the duration of the era is twelve months, the infection rate of this disease must be high, otherwise the first There will be no stamina after a batch of them are dead." Meng Fuyou fiddled with the branches and leaves of rose flowers, and said, "Did you go to the other rest areas below to have a look?"

"I've read it, but the door to the rest area is sealed." Nan Jingcheng said indifferently.

Meng Fuyou was a little surprised: "All?"

Nan Jingcheng: "Well, the first to fourth floors are all sealed, the network is not interoperable, and there is no way to know the news inside."

"Tsk, even if you go upstairs and open a new rest area, it's better to go down and enter from the fifth and sixth floors. Who knows where the eighth and ninth floors lead. If you enter a brand new rest area, Then seal the door below." Meng Fuyou suddenly retracted her fingers, and gasped: "Hiss——"

"Is it stuck?" Nan Jingcheng pinched her hand to check, a soybean-sized blood drop slowly appeared on the slender white knuckle, "I'll go get the medicine box, wait for me."

When Nan Jingcheng came back, he carried a small transparent box in his hand, took out iodine and cotton swabs, pulled the chair in front of her and sat down, squeezed her fingers to disinfect, and said: "Such a smart mind, but often Being confused is also very contrasting."

The man's legs were too long, and they were on both sides of Meng Fuyou. For the convenience of his movements, he leaned forward slightly. His dark red hair looked very textured. Meng Fuyou was a little distracted, and he replied, "I don't have it. "

Nan Jingcheng: "Yes, I have observed it."

Meng Fuyou didn't understand: "Why do you have nothing to observe?"

"Okay, don't see water for the next two days." Nan Jingcheng patted the back of her hand and put the iodine back into the medicine box.

The death rate of respiratory diseases caused by meteorite materials is surprisingly high, and the course of the disease develops rapidly. It only takes 24 hours from the onset of the disease to the death of suffocation, and the number of infected people who died in the first batch exceeded 70%.

On July 21, the seventh day of the era reset, the relevant departments named the disease HU5.

On the eighth day, as the number of infected and dead people continued to rise, all production lines were severely affected, the amount of supplies dropped sharply, and prices soared again, reaching unprecedented heights, and the cost of living increased significantly.

On the ninth day, there was heavy rain from morning to night, and the gray matter attached to the windows was washed away.

This situation makes the living players secretly happy. After all, everyone knows that the fear of this severe infectious disease is the slow progress of the disease, but it only takes 24 hours from the onset of the disease to death, and the symptoms are obvious.Now that the stone has been sealed, as long as the residues in the air are purified and diluted to cut off the source of infection, and then pay attention to protection, a second outbreak should be avoided.

But the members of Daybreak did not have such a naive mentality. After all, the era will last for twelve months, and it is impossible to cut off the source of infection.

After the rain stopped, the lucky players found desperately that even though the gray trace substance had been washed away, the pungent smell did not disappear, as if permanently imprinted in the air. The group of people tempted by the window also paid a heavy price for this.

The situation in the hospital is becoming more and more tense, and the outside environment is becoming more and more chaotic. At this time, food preparations are particularly important. Players who can survive the sudden changes in the past few days and stay behind closed doors have a high survival rate. much taller.

On the evening of the tenth day, the setting sun was extraordinarily beautiful, spilling in through the glass windows.

Meng Fuyou sits cross-legged on the small sofa in the bedroom and eats instant noodles. The corner of her room is full of canned instant noodles and other foods with a long shelf life. There is no problem at all for half a month.

She poked the soaked mate sausage and took a bite. Her mouth was full of meaty aroma, and she was very satisfied.

Today is the last day of the reset process. If the information Ning Peishan gave is true and accurate, then after twelve o'clock in the morning today, there will be no more changes.

Judging from the current situation, the situation is actually not too bad. At least no one in the guild had any accidents during the change period. The remaining problems can be found after the situation stabilizes after tonight, and then slowly find solutions.

Meng Fuyou ate and drank enough, and stretched out on the balcony. The Tina rose outside the glass window was covered by the gray trace substances for a few days and had all withered, leaving dry dead vines hanging outside, looking a bit miserable.

There was a sudden coughing sound from the street outside, which intensified, and it was obvious that the other party was gradually out of breath.

Meng Fuyou glanced down, and saw a young man sitting slumped in the middle of the road, clutching his chest and coughing so hard that his face was red.There are far fewer people crowded in the Lihuang Road neighborhood these days than at the beginning, and most of them got sick and went to the hospital and never came back.

The air outside is full of infectious agents, and he didn't take any protective measures outside, so he must be terminally ill.

Not long after, the coughing gradually stopped, and as the setting sun gradually faded away, the man died straight in the middle of the road, his facial features were hideous, and he died of suffocation.

That night, around 11:30 pm, several people gathered in the glass garden on the fourth floor.

Before the reset of the era, everyone was overwhelmed. Now that this big event is about to go ashore, everyone's emotions are relaxed. Although the pathogenic substances outside have not dissipated, what people fear will always be It is an unknown thing, and now the situation is basically clear.

"There's still half an hour left, and I'm still a little nervous. I hope nothing will happen in the last half hour." Lu Mingyan squatted on the flower stand and looked around.

"Bah, you don't want a crow's mouth." Tang Haibin was already thinking of joking, and said to the crow next to him: "Sister Crow, hurry up and give him a word, fight poison with poison."

"Get out." The crow didn't bother to pay attention to him, and combed the egg yolk's hair.

After a while, Sheng Qing and Tian Lei also came up, and said with a warm smile: "There are so many people, so it turns out that everyone is still awake."

Lu Mingyan chuckled: "I still want to wait until the clock turns, so that I can sleep more peacefully."

Grace supported his waist and sat down slowly, "We too, with the last little time left, see if there is any big move in the corridor, but the fatality rate of this disease is so high, I feel that there should be no back-up. "

Meng Fuyou remained silent all this time, leaning against the glass window with her arms crossed and looking down, her originally calm expression gradually became serious, until at some point, she suddenly frowned.

The others were still chatting about the current situation, Nan Jingcheng noticed her slight expression, walked over to her side, "What's wrong?"

"Look." The crow touched Lu Mingyan with his elbow, motioning him to look at the two people over there. Meng Fuyou was leaning against the corner of the glass window, but Nan Jingcheng blocked her to death after passing by. The man was already tall and tall. That posture is like the sense of sight that pushes people into a corner, "Is there something wrong with these two people? When did Brother Cheng take the initiative to stick so close to someone?"

Lu Mingyan raised one eyebrow and took out his cell phone to take a sneak shot.

Meng Fuyou's gaze moved to the man's eyes, and then turned downstairs again, "Look at the man below."

On the street in the middle of the night, there were only faint street lights on both sides. There was a man sitting on the ground in the middle of the road. His limbs were slightly uncoordinated, as if he was drunk. He tried to stand up, but failed twice.

In normal times, he might be an ordinary drunk, but now that the outside is full of virus-causing gas, Nan Jingcheng knows that things are by no means so simple.

Finally, the man managed to stand up when he exerted his strength for the third time. He tilted his neck, moved slowly, and limped forward two steps, looking around in a daze.

Meng Fuyou's emotions sank to the bottom of the sea, and she said to Nan Jingcheng in a deep voice: "This man is already dead this afternoon, and he has been there for several hours."

"Huh?" Nan Jingcheng frowned, having a bad guess in his heart.

Meng Fuyou took a deep breath, "It's really stuck at the last time, and I made a big fuss."