Weird Talker

Chapter 366

This is a book that records the process of "pathological changes" in the sick village!

Xu Tingfang was surprised and a little shocked.

In other words, this village was not born as a "Ghost Talk" village, but formed after a series of accidents?

Looking at the records of the previous three days, she had already discovered the three elements of fog, black particles, and nursing homes.

If we really have to go back to the source, all the lesions in the sick village happened after an old man in the nursing home "disappeared"!

After the old man who everyone knew was missing, but couldn't remember who was missing, the fog came.

Then, starting from nursing homes, the disease began to spread wildly.

The person who wrote this book seems to live alone and doesn't like to socialize with others, so he escaped the disaster and has time to observe everything at home and record it.

This will be an important clue!

Xu Tingfang didn't bother to look for the librarian anymore, she couldn't wait to continue reading.

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Fourth day.

The good news is, I'm not sick yet.

The bad news is that almost everyone in the village is half crazy.

Moreover, the guys with "frog eggs" on their necks began to attack normal villagers.

They can still talk and still have "rationality", but the logic of behavior they follow is completely different from that of human beings. It seems that... they have become another "social animal".

A cousin and I started to take turns at night to watch the night. In fact, he was older than me, but who made me senior.

The next day, with him, I took his parents, who had just fallen ill, to the medical station.

Although the medical station has not cured anyone, there must be something to look forward to when one is alive.

If there is no hope, people will go crazy even if they are not infected with the disease.

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Day [-].

The medical station did work, doctors discovered that alcohol could quickly kill these disgusting black particles, so everyone started to rush to the supermarket to buy all the alcohol.

I was also a little surprised that such a terrifying "virus" would be afraid of such a simple alcohol?

After witnessing it with my own eyes, I have to admit that the "antivirus" effect of alcohol is very obvious.

Thus, the mass disinfection of the whole village began.

Because alcohol is limited, the killing effect of alcohol in the supermarket is not as strong as alcohol, so we divided the various public facilities in the village according to their importance.

Some less important places are disinfected with commercial alcohol, and some more important places are treated with medical alcohol.

Happily, the effect is remarkable.

We finally got the situation under control.

Until a fool said: "Should the patient try drinking?"

I didn't think there was anything wrong with this suggestion at the time.

The doctor also nodded in agreement.

That day, under the watchful eyes of people who had not yet been infected, the doctor picked up a glass of wine and tried to feed the sick nurse.

Then, I saw a horrible scene.

The black particles on the nurse's neck began to quickly climb towards her face, and swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye!

They are not viruses... but tiny eggs!

real eggs!

Dense, unidentified creatures drilled out of the eggs like thin threads, and then burrowed into the nurse's face.

Her flesh and blood were surging and distorted. I sensed something was wrong, so I turned around and ran away.

That night, I had a nightmare.

Later, my cousin told me that the doctor died without a complete body.

What's more terrible is that some idiots who had the same idea as the suggester even secretly drank "wine" for their relatives.

The cousin said that he had seen it from a distance.

After the sick people drink alcohol, their height will suddenly elongate to more than three meters, with tentacles growing on both sides of their bodies, and densely packed eyes grow at the root of each tentacle.

The chest of "their" was also split from it, and there was a large mouth full of sharp teeth that grew vertically.

After killing the person who fed them the drink, "they" would flee into the fog.

Is this a good thing?

I do not know.

But I know that wine doesn't seem to be a sanitizing thing.

Instead, it has a catalytic effect on those tiny, densely packed black eggs.

If the eggs are not parasitic on the human body, they will indeed "die".

But once the host drinks alcohol, they will quickly develop into "adults", seize the body, and turn the host into... a monster.

Damn it... who the hell brought this kind of thing into the village?

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Day [-].

There is no other way, this fog has no tendency to disperse, and someone is organizing the young people who are still sober.

You must head into the fog to find a way out.

The supplies in the village will run out sooner or later, and while I don't think running into the fog is a good idea, it's better than doing nothing.

I signed up.

At noon that day, there were five of us in total. We took the food we had saved and started walking in the familiar direction of leaving the village.

It went smoothly at the beginning, although there were monsters in the fog, which were very dangerous, but we were lucky and didn't encounter any of them.

Moreover, although the fog is thick, as locals, we have long been familiar with the plants and trees under our feet, and we can know where we are just by staring at the ground.

However, the problem also lies here.

In the fog with visibility less than three meters, we were almost out of the village, but the road under our feet suddenly became familiar again!

Everyone started to panic, this is not right.

This is not at all like getting lost, getting more and more unfamiliar as you go, but rather familiar at the beginning, and then after a sudden step, it becomes strange.

It's like when I used to play some stand-alone games, I walked to the edge of the map and was teleported back by the system.

Correct……

Really exactly the same.

Although scared, everyone tried again and again, in every direction.

However, no matter which direction we go, no matter how fast or slow, as long as we reach a certain distance, the next step...we will definitely be brought back to the origin.

And this origin...

It is the public toilet in the village.

This is so weird.

Every time I come back and see this public toilet, I have the creeps. It is like a time loop machine, playing with everyone's body and mind.

Finally, someone couldn't hold it anymore, and he yelled and fled back to the village.

Sometimes it is like this, when the emotions are already on the verge of collapse, a straw can kill the camel.

I also went back.

Go back and record everything, then kill yourself.

Rather than turning into a monster and wandering in the mist all day long, it is better to die with some dignity while still alive and conscious of being a human being.

People who see here, if you accidentally came to the sick village, you must...

and many more!

what is that? ? ? ? ? ?

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Seeing this, Xu Tingfang's scalp suddenly went numb. The author of this book originally planned to commit suicide, but suddenly changed his pen and began to describe all the weird things.

She continued to look down, and saw only one line written below:

hand!

It pushed through the fog and stretched out a huge hand with eyes!

Thanks to Feiniaoyuan, I am very tired today, book friend 2022, Mu Lu's reward.