bookcurios Chapter 811
Chapter 811
Every time you take action, you must carefully consider and accept any consequences of your actions.
Feng Lan spent a day thinking about it and gave Ling a reply the next morning. With more than a day left, she took a walk around the Central City and met Chu Yixiuan again. After sorting out her mood, she did her daily training and used the remaining day to polish her own aura.
Huahua and Bi Ke also knew the special nature of the next copy, prepared carefully, and studied seriously with the teacher in the training room.
Checking the supplies for the last time, Feng Lan counted the piles of glowing Rubik's Cubes in the space. That was a sign of full energy. In case the copy was contaminated with not only matter but also energy, she could restore her energy by herself. There was also plenty of food and drink, so she would have no problem surviving in the copy for hundreds or even thousands of years.
The only uncertainty is whether Huahua can digest the virus in the copy, or whether she will be infected by the virus. As for Bi Ke, it only asked whether those things tasted good.
Feng Lan didn't know either, she just made all the preparations she could.
When the three days were up, Huahua and Bi Ke clung to Feng Lan, one shoulder each, and she received an invitation from Ling for a copy.
[Player [Ling] invites you to enter the dungeon [No Greasy], do you accept? ]
【whether】
[Warning: This instance has been blocked and cannot be left until the cleansing is complete]
"Yes."
【Ding--】
Dear players, thank you for entering the cleaning dungeon: No greasy food allowed.
[Rich oil is @ for a better environment, please &…% don't refuse…%… don't hang yourself, don't be greasy… want water… sizzle…%@￥ and air]
[Difficulty: S-level (Red)]
[Current surviving players: 2/2]
[Cleaning indicator completion rate: -84%]
[Player infection rate: 0.00001% (player status will be automatically lost if the infection rate exceeds 60%)]
"Water is safe and can be any color except yellow. If you find yellow water, please do not drink or carry it. Please stay away from residents with low water content..."
Feng Lan’s first feeling when entering the dungeon was dampness and dryness.
The dryness was due to the air itself, and the dampness was because the people around were carrying humidifying sprays with them, and some were even soaking wet. Even in the large square not far away, there was a huge spray that was continuously releasing damp mist outside.
Feng Lan did not look at the panel first, but quickly scanned the surroundings. She saw Ling sitting next to her, and a young man in a short-sleeved shirt wiping his sweat on a bench not far away.
There's something wrong with him.
The young man lowered his head and wiped the sweat off his body in a somewhat obsessed manner. Feng Lan had good eyesight and saw those sweat beads, or rather a mixture of oil and water. Those water droplets were mixed with the colorful luster that only oil can have.
The young man seemed to be aware of this himself. He looked pale and continued to wipe the grease that kept coming out of his body with a wet towel, trembling nervously.
"He's infected!"
Someone shouted, and the agitated crowd immediately sprayed water on themselves, while trying to get as far away from here as possible, while keeping a distance of no more than thirty meters.
Because they may also be infected with invisible viruses, if they go too far without permission, they will be regarded as harboring the virus and dealt with by the base.
"I didn't!" the young man shouted, his expression terrified and angry, as if this could deny everything, but his expression was so pale, revealing the despair that he could not hide. He was still wiping the grease that came out of his body.
But there was too much grease, so much that his handkerchief could not wipe it all off. The water on his body was slowly wrapped up by the grease. Gradually, the grease soaked his skin and soaked his clothes. The young man gave up wiping in despair.
More and more grease covered his body, gradually spreading from his torso to his limbs and head, enveloping the young man like amber. A look of despair was frozen on his face, encased in a layer of transparent yellow grease, allowing everyone around him to clearly see his frozen expression...
Several people in thick protective clothing came running over, holding spray guns in their hands, and sprayed at the young man who was gradually covered by grease without hesitation. The orange-red flames licked the grease, but instead of burning quickly like normal, they made a strange "squeaking" sound.
It was as if they were burning not grease, but living beings.