The seventh day of the blood plague virus's spread.
Guan Tong sat at the desk. He had just finished memorizing the human body's acupoints and used his laptop to check the latest official updates online.
Seven days had passed, yet the authorities had released no notices concerning "antibodies," "Infection Awareness," "serum," or anything similar.
Guan Tong would never believe that, with the authorities' capabilities, they could fail to discover the existence of Adaptors after an entire week. Forget a week—under normal circumstances, they should have found out within a day.
Therefore, the lack of news meant they had deliberately chosen not to make it public.
That was within his expectations. What made him curious, however, was that there was no related discussion online either.
He tried searching a few keywords. This time, unlike when he had searched for Sobering Mint Candy, he did not receive a "No Results" response. There were plenty of results, but they were basically all irrelevant.
"Could it be that they upgraded their information-blocking technology...?"
Guan Tong felt that was entirely possible. If so, even if information leaked, it would be kept offline, limited to small circles of acquaintances, instead of spreading at a rate multiplied tens of thousands of times by the internet's amplifying nature.
Bzzzt, bzzzt...
Just then, the phone on the desk began to vibrate. Guan Tong picked it up and saw that, as expected, it was Xu Xiaotian calling.
At this point, Xu Xiaotian was the only one who would call him.
"Hello?"
"Brother Tong, you're still alive!"
"...Why, thank you."
Xu Xiaotian gave an awkward laugh. "No, it's just... the rules this time are too brutal. The casualties over here in Yong'an have been pretty horrifying. I was worried about you!"
"With so many people in Yong'an, dealing with these rules