Even so, Zhou Fei's situation was hardly good.
Wen Xishu still hadn't touched the concealment talisman. He was waiting for the right moment.
The next few hours dragged on.
In the past, a few hours in the Strange Tower might have been enough for Wen Xishu to solve the mystery. He might even have entered the Desire Tower by then.
This time, however, he simply waited patiently.
While Wen Xishu controlled Zhou Fei and waited for results, several more people suddenly woke in the ward.
The moment they woke, they seemed to retain some awareness of their own, but just like the Tea-Selling Old Man...
Before long, these people immediately "died."
Then White Coats would come in and carry them away.
Wen Xishu suspected that, by this point, those "people" had become "things."
Because soon afterward, everything played out much as before. They would suddenly begin reciting ancient texts.
It was precisely these identical procedures that brought Wen Xishu's conjecture closer to the truth.
First, there's the sound of things crawling inside my body...
I can hear those sounds, but as I said earlier, if those sounds are audible, that means the things inside me are large... If my body really contained that many sizable "things," I would have died long ago.
So perhaps these sounds aren't being picked up by my hearing.
Not many people can hear a flea jump, but if the flea itself had ears, it would definitely hear it.
These things will eventually take over our brains...
Perhaps they've already occupied part of mine, allowing me to establish a connection with them when they crawl.
Second... and this is the most crucial point.
*Why are the things everyone recites in Britney's mild-symptom zone being recited in the moderate-symptom zone by these "things" that have just acquired