Seemingly describing the horrific scene from just moments ago, Liu Yi looked on the verge of tears.
That fast?
It had been no more than half an hour since I came out.
And from the way she described it, that scene sounded downright nightmarish.
But Fu Qian was more concerned about the speed.
He looked around. For some reason, the fog seemed even thicker than before, and he had the vague impression that it was alive.
It was obvious that those people were being affected more and more.
And then there was Cow-Head Sister.
As for why Liu Yi was fine, Fu Qian guessed it was because of that book.
When he had been looking through it, she happened to see it, and then the bug appeared inside her.
She hadn't shown any unusual symptoms, but like him, she was already a host.
Of course, that wasn't quite accurate.
Judging by Liu Yi's words and actions, there was no doubt she'd been parasitized. But in his case, he was actually the parasite.
There was a fundamental difference between the two, so they couldn't be lumped together.
Actually, Fu Qian found this strange, too. Based on what he knew so far, it was hard to say what had caused such a big difference.
Was it because they were different kinds of pests?
Liu Yi's was following a subtle, insidious route, while his own was much simpler and more brutal?
That still didn't seem very convincing.
"What do you think happened to them? There's no way so many people are sleepwalking at once, right? Could they be playing a prank to scare me?"
Though shocked and terrified, Liu Yi was still trying to make sense of what she was seeing.
"This isn't funny at all!"
"A prank? What are you, Truman?"
Fu