The butcher's blade lay across him, and the fat inside his body tremored.
Zhou Tongyuan's expression darkened.
To complement the power of [Marrow], he had once hunted down a dragon-class Pestilence. That ridiculous-looking monster, [Fat God], served as filling within his marrow, providing him with an endless stream of power.
Their inability to become pathogenized gave the Medical Department's Plague Exterminators a completely unrestrained attitude toward Pestilences.
Pestilences were resources. Population... was also a resource!
Everything was a resource of the Medical Department!
Yet now, those things regarded as resources actually dared to provoke the Medical Department.
The twisted rage in Zhou Tongyuan's heart was almost impossible to suppress.
The key was...
The [Entropy Increase] spear technique wielded by Zhao Jin Xiu, the [World's Number One], was an extraordinarily high-level power.
It drove the foundation of all material change toward decay and aging. To some extent, it was even comparable to the power of the source controlled by the Medical Department.
There were quite a few geniuses in this world.
A faint pain came from Zhou Tongyuan's spine.
But...
Geniuses died even faster.
Above the Great Capital.
It seemed...
Something was flickering.
"What... is that?"
"The sky? The sky is flickering?"
"Is it the sun?"
Someone said, only to be immediately refuted. "It's raining such a violent thunderstorm—how could there be any sun?!"
In the rain.
Zhou Zhi sensed the terrifying power gathering.
Little Mushroom, beside him, also lost his joking expression.
That power came from the heavens.
"As expected... the Medical Department truly has plenty of backup plans."
Zhou Zhi raised his head. "Miss Twenty-Three, what is that?!"
Twenty-Three, who had been absentmindedly watching Zhou Zhi and Little Mushroom holding hands, immediately snapped back to her senses. Zhou Zhi's strongest external brain rapidly produced an answer.
"Searching... searching data."