Pollution throughout the territory

"hiss--"

After sealing the taxi driver away, Xia Ren couldn't hold on any longer, took a breath of cold air, and almost fell to his knees on the ground.

The two long wounds on his chest seemed to be corroded by something, and there was constant burning pain.

He lifted up his clothes and used the light of his mobile phone to check the injury. He found that the wound was not deep. It only scratched the skin and exposed a little muscle tissue, but there were some black lines on both sides of the wound.

Xia Ren frowned and looked at the outpatient building not far away. A trace of hesitation flashed in his heart, but then he put down his clothes and walked out of the hospital.

"This is not an ordinary injury. The ability of the second-category infected body is definitely not just as simple as growing nails. It is very likely that there are other things attached to it. If a doctor is allowed to deal with it, I am afraid that the other party will be contaminated."

He stopped a taxi and got in it.

Before the car started, the driver saw his chest covered in blood through the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but feel a little scared: "This passenger is next to a hospital. I think it's better for you to see a doctor."

"I just came out of the hospital, and the blood is someone else's, so you don't have to worry."

Xia Ren explained casually, regardless of whether the other party believed it or not, and urged: "Go to Jingwan Community, hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

Hearing this, the driver said nothing more, but drove much faster than before.

The community is relatively old, many street lights have been damaged, and there is no real estate agent to repair it. Xia Ren covered his chest with his hands and returned home in the dark. As soon as he entered the door, he fell to the floor.

The burning at the wound became more and more severe. Whether it was because of the pain, he felt that his consciousness began to become blurred.

Xia Ren didn't dare to delay and tore open his shirt along the tear, revealing his chest covered in blood.

The worst thing happened. Under the white light, dark purple lines were densely covered around the two wounds, extending around like fine spider webs and already occupying less than half of his chest.

Xia Ren reluctantly wiped off the blood stains on his clothes and found that the shape of the lines did not look like capillaries, but more like some kind of writing that humans could not understand.

Logically speaking, such a superficial injury should have begun to heal in the past half hour, but scarlet blood was still seeping out of the wound, with no sign of solidification and scabbing.

"This is not an ordinary injury. Shen Hua's nails are highly contaminated. If I can't find a way to control the injury, I will most likely die from excessive blood loss!"

He thought of the anti-pollution liquid. Since the wound was caused by pollution, the medicine exchanged by the system would definitely work.

He chose to exchange the reward for sealing Shen Hua into two hundred achievement points. After spending one hundred in the store, he successfully exchanged it for a bottle of liquid with a faint green fluorescence.

After procrastinating for such a long time, his pollution value had also increased from 28/100 to 30/100. There were three drops of anti-pollution liquid in a bottle. He was not stingy and poured all of it on the wound.

As the anti-pollution fluid came into contact with the wound, the dark purple lines that spread out seemed to be alive, rapidly retracting, and the spread range suddenly became much smaller.

Soon the wound stopped bleeding, and the burning pain disappeared, but the purple lines were still there, clinging tightly around the wound, looking like a tattoo with violent aesthetics.

Xia Ren got up from the floor. Just in case, he checked his status. When he saw the pollution value column, he was a little disbelieving.

"What's going on? I've obviously used a bottle of anti-pollution fluid, but why is the pollution value still 30/100, with no drop at all?"

Feeling that the problem was a bit troublesome, he quickly asked the system, but received this cold reply:

[The first-level anti-pollution is only effective against first-level pollution. If the host contamination level has reached the second level, please use the second-level anti-pollution liquid to correct it. 】

"how come……"

The second level anti-pollution fluid costs a full 700 achievement points. What does he get in exchange for it?

"Why didn't you remind me before!"

The system did not answer this time.

Xia Ren also knew that it was the result of his own greed. If he hadn't thought about saving points to exchange for two artifacts, things would never have reached this point.

"Second level pollution..."

Xia Ren looked at the words "Contamination Value" (distortion of reason) and felt chills all over. He was afraid that one day he would become like a second-category infected person. Unknowingly, he would hate humans and turn into a monster.

In fact, looking back at recent events, Xia Ren has already discovered something is wrong.

He began to become more irritable and indifferent than before, and acted more his own way. He even continued to take advantage of Zhu Youqian without any guilt - well, Xia Ren, who had no contact with him, would not feel guilty at all - his character , has begun to be distorted.

"what to do?"

Xia Ren couldn't find a quick solution.

There is no other option but to continue to save points and exchange them for level two anti-pollution fluid.

"correct."

Xia Ren clapped his hands.

It’s not completely impossible. Every time the infected body is sealed, there will be an option to eliminate part of the pollution value in the rewards given by the system!

And as long as an escaped contained object is retrieved, the system will directly reward one thousand achievement points, as well as an ancient dream fragment. Although it is not known what the ancient dream fragment is used for, the achievement points are what he really needs now. .

Coincidentally, he knew that the Tragedy Doll and the Wishing Mirror had appeared in Jupiter City.

Xia Ren took a shower immediately, then pulled out a few strips of cloth and simply bandaged the wound on his chest. The purple lines were still there, but there was nothing unusual for the time being. He put on clean clothes and went to the hospital to ask questions. The little boy’s home address.

Although several hours have passed, you still have to bet on the possibility.

When they arrived at the place, the door was locked. Xia Ren could only stand outside the door and worry. At this time, he did not dare to force the door. The tentacles were useless in this environment. Suddenly, he remembered the digging in his pocket. Ear spoon.

"Contained objects must have some special abilities..."

He took out the coward's ear pick, inserted it into the keyhole, and asked, "Can you move it inside a few times and see if it can be shaken open?"

Earpick"……"

After a few seconds, the door lock was still intact and the ear pick didn't move at all.

"You don't know how to unlock?" Xia Ren held it in front of him.

The latter trembled slightly, showing resistance.

All the contained objects that Xia Ren has encountered so far seem to have their own emotions. Whether it is a tragic doll or the ear pick in front of him, it seems that there is only a Faceless Man mask, and no fluctuations can be felt from it.

"Isn't it possible to learn?"

Xia Ren showed a kind smile: "It doesn't matter if you really can't learn. I still remember the last time you tried to hide and didn't want to go out with me. I won't embarrass you. At most, I will use you when you are bored in the future. Scratch the dust from your nails, oh, by the way, it’s your toenails.”

"!"Earpick.

"Are you ready?" Xia Ren asked with concern.

The ear pick reveals a determined attitude of risking everything before death.

Xia Ren re-inserted it into the keyhole, and used the strength of sucking the earpick to shake it as hard as a vibrator, almost leaving an afterimage. Then he heard a "click" and the lock was unlocked. .

"That's great, I'll use you to unlock the door from now on."

Xia Ren put the earpick, which was too weak to express any emotion, back into his pocket and opened the door.

This can't go on like this, we have to find an opportunity every day.