I knew it! I'd been vaguely bothered by something just now!
Fu Qian looked at the opening beneath the stairs.
Everything here had been run-down, with a thick layer of dust covering the place and obscuring many traces. It had made him instinctively assume that the floor above had collapsed after years of neglect.
But thinking back carefully, he hadn't seen any fragments of flooring on the steps when he'd gone down.
So was it possible that whatever covered the opening had actually been lifted away?
Remembering what he'd found below, Fu Qian seemed to picture a scene: countless tiny, wriggling, transparent worms, entwining and binding themselves together to form a massive body.
This invisible creature had climbed the stairs step by step, then swept aside the obstruction covering the opening.
Click!
The next moment, Fu Qian switched off his flashlight, and the building plunged into darkness.
It was only a guess, but if it was true, then one question immediately arose: where had that thing gone after getting out?
Had it left the museum and gone around spreading "the virus"?
That was certainly possible.
But don't forget, that thing was invisible.
In other words, even if it hadn't left, he still couldn't see it.
That was why Fu Qian had switched off his flashlight.
Just because he couldn't see it didn't mean it couldn't see him. He needed to minimize his exposure.
At the same time, Fu Qian held his breath and listened carefully to the sounds around him.
The insects might move without making a sound, but once they'd gathered into one enormous mass, surely they'd make some noise, right?
In the deathly silence, aside from the sporadic crying deep in his mind, Fu Qian really did hear an extremely faint sound.
It was a strange noise, somewhat