Chapter 104: 102 Alarm (Supplementary Update)

Yu Lianyun felt her consciousness leave her body and walk into the fog, only it was much more difficult to move than it was with her physical body; her eyes saw the things within the thick fog.

Humanoid creatures with dull expressions, bodies covered in blue-black reverse scales, and fin-like organs protruding from their faces, limbs, and backs stood outside the house; the intricate fangs in their mouths rubbed against each other, upper and lower rows grinding, and foul-smelling saliva dripped like a hanging river; they waited like soldiers for the orders of their commanders, struggling to restrain their ravenous appetites.

Yu Lianyun only had to glance at this group of fish-men to feel that these hideous creatures would be hard to shake from her mind, as if even if they escaped their pursuit in reality, they would invade the dreams of humans like a Dream Demon.

At this very moment, she could finally understand Shang Wei's feelings; these fish-men truly possessed some kind of Mental Pollution ability, even if they themselves might not be aware of their strange ability to influence humans.

Haida... Huike...

A low roar sounded in the fog like muffled thunder, surging into every nerve of Yu Lianyun like high-voltage electricity, and she couldn't help but shudder all over; she trembled and raised her head in disbelief, and it was only then that she finally noticed a massive disaster beast that seemed capable of holding up the sky and shaking the earth, hiding behind the rolling thick fog; it opened its eyes in the darkness, emitting a blinding, scarlet demonic light.

This... could this be the God of Anhai?

Yu Lianyun woke up with a start, as if she had just had a nightmare; she felt that for a split second just now, she had been seen by the other party, even if it was only a sensing of her intuition.

"Go, go through the back door, break through by force!" Yu Lianyun's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and she pointed toward the back door of the farmhouse and said to the others.

"Yes." The group immediately obeyed, followed Yu Lianyun as she climbed out of the backyard window, and charged into the thick fog.

Although the group didn't know what had happened to Yu Lianyun just now, she was a tough person who had survived multiple Heaven-Level major incidents; when there was no other plan for escape, following her advice was the best way to survive.

Charging into the fog, the Mysterious Investigators also gradually saw clearly the shadows surrounding the farmhouse, the shadows of those monsters that seemed to have a pair of large yellow lamps hanging on their faces.

The moment he saw the figures, Shang Wei's scalp went numb again, and his face twisted in tension: "It's the fish-men, those humans transformed by the Jiaoren Disease!"

Huike!

As if they had seen prey walking right into a trap, the fish-men in the fog roared excitedly one after another, and the existence deep in the thick fog responded to the joy of its kin, using an even lower and louder sound to convey what seemed to be an "attack" command to every fish-man.

Haida huike!

Li Nuowei looked out the window; the moon was bright and the stars were sparse tonight, and the night was quiet, but the wind blowing in from outside seemed to be mixed with unsettling sounds.

"It's about time," Li Nuowei murmured. He got up and walked toward a vase filled with orchids, reached into the flowers to grope around, and pulled out a gleaming fruit knife; he had swiped it from the stall next to the flower seller's booth when he bought flowers from the little girl this morning, and it still carried the sweet scent of the pineapple he had peeled with it.

The blade reflected the moonlight, its surface shining with silver light, radiating a biting chill.

Li Nuowei walked out of the ward with a light gait; during this time, the patients in the other beds and their caregivers did not notice his movements; he was like a gust of wind, coming naturally and leaving naturally.

Li Nuowei held the fruit knife and arrived at the hospital corridor; he did not encounter any nurses or security on the way. As he quickly turned a corner, a young nurse pushing a cart of medicine bottles and fluids had just come out of a room on the floor and entered a ward, and then a pair of patrolling hospital security guards happened to arrive on this floor; they perfunctorily illuminated the dim corridor with their flashlights, checked casually, and soon went down from this floor.

About two seconds after the security guards left, Li Nuowei appeared again with an indifferent expression, holding the knife, and turned directly into the stairwell of the emergency exit, heading up to the eighth floor.

After arriving at the eighth floor, he stood in front of the fire door of the emergency exit like a strange, standing corpse, motionless, whispering the countdown numbers.

Seventeen... three, two, one!

The moment Li Nuowei counted to zero, he slowly pushed open the fire door and arrived at the corridor of the twelfth-floor ward of the Second Central Hospital.

This floor was terrifyingly quiet, the lights were not turned on, and it was extremely still, save for the ward where bed 12017 was located, which had its door ajar; the light from inside spilled out into the corridor through the crack in the door. Looking closely, one could see a pale hand twitching on the floor, and a strange, bloody scent drifted out from the crack in the door.

"I hope I'm in time." Li Nuowei walked toward that ward, holding the fruit knife.

It seemed the existence in the ward sensed the aura of Li Nuowei approaching, so it stopped its furtive actions in the ward and no longer made rustling or chewing sounds.

Bang!

However, the existence in the ward had not expected Li Nuowei to suddenly accelerate with a clear target, charging in without a hint of hesitation and kicking the ward door open in one go.

Haida!

The door, kicked open with force, swung wide, and behind the door came a sound of collision and squeezing, followed by a scream.

Hearing the scream, Li Nuowei felt as if he had heard the music of the heavens; he was so excited his face became ferocious. He grabbed the doorknob, frantically pulling and pushing, shoving and kicking, slamming the blue-faced, fanged female fish-man behind the door until she screamed repeatedly, her two claws twisted and broken.

After the door was deformed from the impact and the female fish-man lost the ability to resist, he immediately closed the door, grabbed the female fish-man by her long hair, and with a silent, manic laugh, he began stabbing with the fruit knife, thrusting it in and out of the female fish-man's neck; blood gushed out instantly.

The female fish-man, whose eyes had not yet fully transformed into those of a lightbulb, revealed an expression of disbelief, staring blankly at this human male who had suddenly killed her so cleanly; the light in her eyes gradually faded, and her pupils dilated.

Thump!

The headless corpse of the female fish-man fell limply to the floor. Li Nuowei casually threw the monster's head, which he had sawed off with the fruit knife, onto the ground and murmured: "What a pity, I can't save you every time, but there's nothing to be done about it; after all, it's too late."

As he spoke, he walked toward a white-clad nurse whose arm had been gnawed off. Looking at that pale face that was still sweating and gasping, Li Nuowei showed a faint smile: "That's great, you have a chance to live this time."

Afterward, the blood-stained Li Nuowei walked out of the ward. Passing the fire alarm, he used the handle of the fruit knife to smash the protective plastic cover and rang the alarm. Immediately, the entire inpatient building was startled by the fire warning, and lights turned on one after another in the dim wards.

Drake, who had been sleeping for half a day, also slowly woke up amidst the sound of the fire alarm and the curious commotion of the people.