global pollution

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A small flame ignited, and the lights in the conference room were turned off at the same time.

In the dim room, the dark green light reflected on everyone's face.

A group of people circled around a few times, staring at the faint flame. The scene looked like a gathering of pagans, some kind of evil sacrifice ceremony.

Chapter 474 Healing

Under the cover of dark clouds, the desolate and lonely world suddenly had a glimmer of life.

A team of nearly a hundred people, composed of dozens of pollution researchers and pollution doctors, appeared on this dead land.

"Is this the world in the dream?"

"It looks so hopeless."

"I don't know why... I want to cry..."

The crowd stared blankly at the lonely scene around them, and the atmosphere was a little depressed for a while.

But then, they developed a great enthusiasm for exploring this world that they had never set foot in, and they began to get excited. If there were no business to do, this group of people probably already started to plan to start an adventure.

Niu Changshou, who had been here once, reacted much less than others, but he was still shocked when he came again.

It seems that in the boundless space, only a handful of them really exist.

"Strictly speaking, this is not an illusory dream world for ordinary people. This world should be a place between dreams and reality. The most obvious proof is that dreams have entities here, which can be touched at will." Xia Ren explained.

Dr. Liao looked around and took a deep breath.

Indeed, as Xia Ren said, the feeling of the air inhaled into the lungs here is completely different from the real world. If it was just a purely illusory dream, it would never trigger such real sensory feedback.

And there is a characteristic of dreams, that is, it is difficult to connect. Each dream is independent. If you try to enter someone else's dream, it will bring a strong sense of disobedience, causing the owner of the dream to realize that it is a dream and wake up immediately. .

Even if several people can appear in the same dream using secret techniques, it will definitely not reach the current huge scale of nearly a hundred people, because with each additional person, the difficulty of maintaining the dream will increase exponentially.

Not far from them, some distorted plants grew here and there. Judging from the structure of the top, they are somewhat similar to flowers.

But these flowers are so deformed that many people feel uncomfortable just looking at them.

You should know that because of long-term contact with pollution, everyone present has a strong resistance to pollution, otherwise it would not be possible to be selected to enter the dream research together.

Even so, it is difficult for them to look directly at these dream flowers for a long time. It is conceivable that the knowledge contained in the latter has far exceeded the capacity of human beings.

Everyone realized this, stopped talking nonsense, and focused their attention on these flowers.

They were divided into groups of several people and gathered around bunches of flowers. Because there was no way to bring notes and research equipment into their dreams, the research institutes and doctors could only use their memory to forcefully write down all the details.

Although they have been fighting against atypical insectophobia, until this time, they were finally able to see the larvae of the earth burrower intuitively. Many researchers took out the larvae with trembling hands, wishing to crush them into dross, and Like holding a precious cultural relic, be careful and entangled.

Dr. Liao formed a team with Niu Changshou, Xia Ren and two other older doctors. Xia Ren was responsible for helping them answer some questions he knew at any time. At other times, Dr. Liao was at the door to observe and think.

Less than 10 minutes later, a sudden exclamation came from nearby. A researcher couldn't bear the pollution, gritted his teeth, and fell unconscious.

Other researchers and physicians also showed signs of pollution to varying degrees, and even a few researchers had weird purple-red lines around their eye sockets, which tended to spread to their bodies.

As a last resort, everyone had no choice but to temporarily terminate the research, led by Xia Ren, and ended the dream.

But before leaving, Xia Ren saw from the corner of his eye that when everyone was not paying attention, Dr. Liao actually scraped up some yellow fungus with his index finger and licked it with his tongue.

In the following week, new personnel entered the quarantine area one after another. The original two super buildings that could never be duplicated were planted, a must-have product for home travel, and the reappearance of Dragon Ball technology!Egg House - C26.It was already full, but there was no other open space in the isolation area, so I had to plant two more buildings outside the fence.

Xia Ren told everyone about Dr. Liao's last action, but he has been paying close attention to his condition.

It seems that there has been no breakthrough in the research, but in the past few days, Dr. Liao's mental state has been deteriorating day by day, presumably the result of infection with yellow fungus.

In the face of yellow fungus, even a 100% safe umbrella cannot provide protection.

But the condition has not developed to the point of being irreparable. Since Dr. Liao intends to use himself as an experimental subject, if Xia Ren stops him, it will be disrespectful to him.

On the eighth day, some of the researchers and doctors who had entered the dream fell ill.

As a result of the examination, it was found that the sick doctor's nerve fibers had incomprehensible distortions.

However, the protection measures in the isolation area are very strict. In addition to personal protection, a certain proportion of anti-pollution liquid is sprayed in the isolation area every day to purify any possible pollution. The yellow fungus should absolutely not be able to infect them. That's right.

Even if the fungus can break through the protection of the quarantine area, the first people to be infected should be a few ordinary people here, such as the vice president of the Western Continent Medical Association with puncture scars on his face, Hobbs Jeno.

The truth of the matter was told by the infected doctor. She licked some secretly when she entered the dream and had the opportunity to come into contact with the fungus. She even secretly inhaled it through her nostrils to ensure that she would be infected. Quite a lot.

Afterwards, the doctor provided everyone with his own recorded physical changes since he was infected.

The contents of the notes are very detailed, ranging from daily blood samples, frequency of urination and defecation, body temperature, mental state, to changes in skin and hair, visual and taste sensations... more than [-] words were written, and it took three notebooks to finish writing.

Everyone looked at a small stack of notebooks and fell silent.

This result was unexpected and seemed reasonable.

But things are not over yet.

In the next two days, half of the people who entered the dreamland fell ill one after another.

The reasons are basically the same, both are active infection.

"It's a bunch of lunatics. Everyone is sick. Who will do the research? Don't you think so?"

Dr. Liao rubbed his blurry eyes, his tone could not tell whether it was anger or helplessness.

The desk in front of him was filled with all kinds of notes, there were hundreds of them.

Xia Ren shook his head, noncommittal.

Half of the people fell ill, and the rest had to work harder to study, not to let down the sacrifices made by their companions.

The atmosphere in the isolation area became more and more tense every day, and those notes became important reference materials. Dr. Liao lived and ate in the laboratory, barely sleeping.

Finally, half a month after entering the isolation area, Dr. Liao walked out of the laboratory staring at the two huge dark circles under his eyes, and asked Xia Ren to take him into the dream again, but this time, he was the only one who could enter the dream.

His condition was extremely bad, his lips were chapped, without a trace of moisture, his skin was dull, his messy beard grew wildly, his hair was a mess, and he looked like a bad middle-aged tramp.

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

Doctor Liao suddenly "hummed" and laughed.

He raised his head, his tired eyes covered by his hair shone brightly, and said an incomprehensible sentence.

"This is an experiment. It's finally coming to an end."