Dong Xing had already put away his pistol, standing in a pool of blood that hadn't been washed away by the rain, looking down at the four corpses at his feet with a complicated expression.
Their exposed skin was covered with a thin layer of bright yellow film, resembling the membranous wings of an insect, which was a solid indication they had been infected.
Were they the "geniuses" from former small surrounding settlements?
Or were they "Migrants" influenced by Wanderers, who have gradually arrived?
Two thoughts flashed in Cheng Ye's mind.
Dong Xing sensed his gaze, looked up, and shook his head at him through the rain, his lips moving slightly.
By lip-reading, it was... Footwork Worm.
A special infection source that makes people forget fatigue and keep moving forward.
It wouldn't exactly be considered malignant.
