The cameras of more than a dozen drones immediately focused on the sheep in the corner, zooming in to reveal its appearance to everyone.
Its eyes were also cloudy, but the blood in them was duller. Similarly, its teeth were not particularly sharp, and the degree of its physical Aberration was incomparable to that of the sheep that was first infected.
This sheep is clearly different, but what could be the reason?
Could you please play back the recorded video?
The professor asked the operator.
"Yes, but we haven't been here long enough to be sure we've documented the sheep's infection process."
As the operator spoke, he began playing back the video, which quickly returned to an hour earlier.
After careful examination, the group discovered that the sheep had already been infected when the drones were first deployed.
The middle-aged man in black took a drag of his cigarette and asked:
Where is the owner of the sheep now?
"We've put them in a nearby tent."
"Can I ask him a few questions?"
"Can."
"Professor, please check the surveillance footage from the sheepfold. I'll take them there to ask them."
The man in black took Li Yu and Lü Yang with him and found the still-shaken herdsmen in a nearby tent.
Although the herdsman wasn't particularly tall, you could immediately tell that his muscles were very firm; he was the kind of strong, muscular man who would sink if left unattended in a swimming pool.
But this strong and robust herdsman was now trembling as he gripped the hot water cup in front of him.
Upon seeing three people enter the tent, he immediately became nervous:
"Have you found out what happened? A Cai... A Cai..."
Who is A Cai?
Lü Yang asked a staff member next to him who was responsible for calming the crowd in a low voice,
"It's that sheepdog; they have a very deep bond."
Seeing the shedding tears, Lü Yang nodded:
"I noticed that too..."
The man in black stepped forward, placed the tablet in front of the herdsman, pointed to the sheep in the corner, and asked:
"Is this sheep different from the other sheep?"
The herdsman wiped away his tears, reached out and zoomed in on the picture, staring at the tag on the sheep's ear for a while:
"It's number 48. It's been having some indigestion these past few days, and I was worried it wouldn't get enough food, so I put it alone in the corner of the sheep pen."
Following the direction the herdsman pointed, the three found the small sheep pen in the corner, which had been torn open.
At this moment, the professor's playback also yielded results, and everyone immediately gathered together to analyze it:
"The sheep that wasn't showing obvious symptoms was infected with the virus, number 22."
"Which batch of infections was the 22nd among?"
"In the third batch, number 76 was the first to be infected. Number 76 bit number 35, and number 35 then bit number 22."
"Number 22 bit Number 48, so it's the fourth batch of infected organisms?"
"That's one way to calculate it."
So its symptoms subsided?
That's how it seems at the moment.
The people in the tent were silent for a moment, then the professor asked seriously:
Are there any sheep around here that aren't infected?
"There were many. We evacuated all the herders within a 50-kilometer radius, preventing them from taking their sheep with them."
We need some sheep.
Once the plan was finalized, the group that had surrounded the area immediately began their operation.
The man in black led the team to the nearest ranch, where the professor instructed two operators to use different colors to label the infected batches of the sheep and begin to closely observe the details of the infection.
Lü Yang and the others watched as the operator maneuvered the drone to restrain the sheep, which, although sickly, showed no obvious symptoms of infection, and then simply pulled it out alive.
The drone placed the helpless sheep into a large, pre-prepared iron cage.
The sheep seemed to be very sick; even after being moved to a different place, it didn't seem to have much energy and just bleated helplessly.
After completing the transfer of the experimental subjects, the staff member in charge turned around and whispered to the two young men:
"How contagious is this virus in 'that world'? Of course, you don't have to tell me if this is classified."
Li Yu's lips twitched. She thought to herself that this really wasn't classified information, since the details about Blood Corpse and Blood Curse could be found on the official website.
He opened the official website of the game "World of Disorder" on his phone, quickly found the page about Blood Poison and Blood Curse in the encyclopedia, and handed it to the staff member in front of him.
"Ah, so it's here? Too bad I've been too busy with work; I didn't get a spot when I applied..."
This person seemed to have an overwhelming urge to talk, rambling on and on while looking at the illustrated guide on their phone.
After reading for a while, he handed the phone back to Li Yu and said:
"It's still different. According to the settings on this website, neither the toxins nor the viruses that cause this disease have been diluted or mutated, and there is no essential difference between different batches of infected people."
"But in reality, this thing becomes... well, that's also considered reality, right? Well, I should say, in our world, this thing becomes different."
Li Yu nodded and said:
"So our goal now is to figure out why this happened."
Soon, the middle-aged man in black led a team back with a truckload of bleating sheep. These little guys, who were about to become test subjects, had no idea what was going to happen, and let the staff spray paint them with obvious numbers.
A sheep marked with a "1" was lifted by a drone and placed into a large iron cage. Everyone held their breath and watched the screen in front of them intently.
The sickly sheep's nose twitched first, then its eyes snapped open.
Although its body still showed some signs of illness, it still forced itself to stand up and limped forward.
After taking only a couple of steps, the sheep suddenly fell to the ground with a "thud," but fortunately, it had already reached the feet of sheep number 1.
It opened its mouth wide and bit down hard on the hind leg of sheep number 1.
Blood gushed out instantly, and sheep number 1 let out a long neigh as it began to run around wildly in the large iron cage.
"Start the timer."
The professor calmly gave the order, and the constantly ticking countdown numbers immediately appeared in the corner of the video.
As time went on, sheep number 1 began to act strangely.
It was clearly bitten on its left hind hoof, but at this moment, its remaining three legs also began to twitch pathologically.
Just as everyone was concentrating on observing the sheep contracting the disease, the brightness of the video suddenly changed noticeably.
The sudden change in brightness in a short period of time prevented the camera from adjusting the exposure, and the video immediately became blurry.
Although he didn't know what had happened, the middle-aged man in black calmly said from the side:
Switch to night vision mode.
"Splash!"
Just then, a man suddenly flung open the tent flap and walked in, speaking to the man in black in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear:
"Minister, we've seen... the aurora borealis outside."