In the quiet room.
A wail broke the silence.
"Ugh..."
A man wrapped in bandages lay on the ground, his face unnaturally pale, perhaps due to pain, even his voice had become extremely hoarse.
The infected was not very old, around twenty, slender in build, and appeared quite spirited, but now, his eyes were bloodshot, veins of blood densely scattered throughout.
As for his shoulders, there were two lumps, dark purple in color, looking at them for too long made one's stomach churn.
"Sir, this is Zhou Xianhe. A few days after his return, first there were some pea-sized bumps on his body, but now, these bumps cover his entire back."
Wei Xun bowed slightly, standing quietly in front of Chen Feng, explaining the changes in the other man.
Chen Feng studied the man's body with some suspicion, as if recalling something.
It wasn't corpse poison.
If infected with a zombie virus, the body would appear gray, not this sickly pale.
However...
The tumors on his back were not a good sign.
