Chapter 1828: The Madman's Journey (IV)
When Eddie regained consciousness again, he found himself lying on the cold tile floor. He held his aching head and straightened his upper body. He used his forearms to prop up his body, slipped and fell back to the original position.
Rubbing his aching shoulder with his right hand, Eddie looked around. In his hazy vision, he found that he had also arrived in a dirty hospital ward.
It was only then that memories came flooding back, and Eddie remembered the last scene he saw before coming here.
Huge explosion.
He and Schiller embarked on a business trip across the universe together, and the moment they entered the portal, the teleportation device exploded violently.
Eddie tried his best to straighten his back and sit up. He bent his knees and pressed his head, shouting in his heart: "Venom...Venom!"
"I am here."
"Then why didn't you say anything just now?" Eddie roared: "I thought something happened to you."
"Um……"
Venom made a rare deep breath, and Eddie became nervous instantly, and then he heard Venom say: "Because I'm thinking, which one is more funny, your worry about Schiller's mood or your worry about my mood, haha Hahahahahahahaha!”
"That thing is not poisonous." Venom gasped and said: "This virus is extremely tenacious. It kills his cells continuously and wants to control his body. The bad thing is that you take in too little and vomit. They were all cleared out in time.”
"Yes, but it can hurt him." Venom said helplessly: "It has a way to directly harm the symbiote factor, but it will multiply in his body at an extremely slow speed, and Attack his cerebellum."
After a while, I straightened my body up and down, opened the faucet and drank some water, dared to swallow it, rinsed my mouth and spit it back out of the pool.
It was as expected, a zombie, and all the parts from the lips to the orbicularis oris muscle were gone, the entire gums were exposed, all the teeth were missing, a few were broken, and there were rotten pieces of meat between the teeth.
"What illusions do you still have about him?" Venom said in a tone of sympathy for Qiangzhi: "Then if it's me, you'll give up chocolate for a week!"
Not to mention poisonous spiders and poisonous frogs, I ate even the most poisonous compounds. But obviously, I hit the iron plate that time.
Just as Schiller was looking at the business card intently, light and fast footsteps approached step by step. Schiller carefully closed the utility cabinet, and then laboriously dragged one of the metal cabinets. The locker was pressed against the door.
In an instant, the venom appeared. I stood up from the ground, moved my wrists and ankles, and with a wave of my arms, Pang Bei moved the cabinet to block the door and smashed it against the outside wall. I pulled the door open and saw the door. The complete picture of the monster inside.
"The quilt." The answer given by Venom made Schiller breathe a sigh of relief, but what I said next made Schiller's heart tighten again, "But it must be that thing all over the world now, which means you With or without food, you have a way to get amines from that putrid cerebellum."
Schiller and Venom did not share the same sense of taste, so I knew exactly what Venom tasted. When I just thought about it, Venom turned on the sharing switch, and then Pang Bei also vomited.
Pang Bei hurried back to the door. In my horrified gaze, the headless zombie stood up hastily with its seven limbs twitching.
Venom fell silent. Maybe I was really frightened. Schiller also felt that what he said was not serious. Just when he was about to speak out to comfort him, Venom said in a high tone: "That's not how symbionts understand the world." Method, if you want to truly understand something, you must use symbiotic factors to break it down."
"It's not the smallest meaning to see you crying and calling me mother." Venom said sharply: "He still sees my true face. As long as I don't have fun, I will do anything."
As soon as Schiller thought of that, Venom stopped yelling: "The sound wave of the explosion is the natural enemy of the symbiote. You hid at the moment of the explosion. Who knew he fell so slowly?"
Venom's psychology was severely damaged. I have eaten such unpalatable food since I was born, and I tasted spicy food for the first time in my only life. A certain stimulating feeling spread among my symbiote factors.
There was a loud "bang", and a bloody face with exposed gums was slapped under the viewing window. Schiller was so frightened that he screamed, kept moving forward, and fell to the ground on his butt.
"What is he doing?" Venom asked: "Yours will be rushed out and kill us all."
Pang Bei sighed deeply, and stood up unsteadily with his left hand on the dusty ground. Judging from the pain coming from underneath him, I almost fell from a height of two meters, and outside my body This parasite didn't catch me at all.
"Don't be stupid." Schiller said while rummaging through his clothes: "There are no enemies that he can deal with. The situation in that universe is too weird. You have to make less preparations."
Venom didn't think so little. When he saw the humanoid creature, he instinctively grabbed my neck with his small hands, opened his mouth full of sharp teeth, and bit off the head in one bite.
Schiller recollected the taste of the shared venom and couldn't help but cover his mouth again and lay down by the sink and retched.
"So Dr. Schiller is okay too?"
"Although your current symbiote factor is sufficient and there is no magic energy stored yet, the reserve is unlimited after all. It will definitely have to be replenished and it will never be exhausted."
It was true vomiting. One of Venom's hands pinched his neck tightly and spit out all the parts he had just chewed and swallowed, shaking in place as if having an epilepsy.
"Did you just eat a piece of shit?! Ugh!"
I heard light footsteps coming from the other end of the corridor. Schiller had no choice but to go back to the room and lock the door, open the patient's private cabinet and finish looking for weapons that could be used, although I still knew who the enemy was. , but I think it is unnecessary to prepare bad weapons.
"Can this toxin harm him?"
I stood in the middle of the room and looked around, and soon realized that the hospital had probably been abandoned for a while. There was dust underneath the bare floor, and there was no layer on the surface of the table, the edges of the baseboards, or under the armrests of the hospital beds. A thin layer of dust.
Schiller immediately felt the urgency. I walked up to the zombie with the head and wanted to check if there were no weapons under me. As a result, as soon as I got closer, the body began to tremble violently.
When checking the direction of the dust under the armrest, Pang Bei discovered something very strange. The bedding of a very small number of patients had not been folded, but was spread casually under the bed, but seemed to have been lifted. It had never been touched before.
It was dusk now, and night was about to fall. The windows at the end of the corridor were filled with the blood-like sunset, and the bright light reflected on the corridor floor shone outside Schiller's eyes. This made me feel weird.
Pang Bei did not rush to open the curtains outside the ward and look down the street, because it was very difficult to expose himself. In line with the principle of coercing if he can, Schiller leaned against the door of the ward and glanced out of the corridor.
"The toxin in this thing is very strange." Venom said in a puzzled tone: "The proliferation rate is unimaginably slow and it invades human cells without any purpose. You must know him better. He may not be infected by it yet. ”
But even if one or two patients rushed out due to some urgent matters, all eight beds in that ward were in the same situation. Could it be that some disaster had occurred?
Twisted fingers scratched the glass, and the blood-stained face was squeezed under the glass, looking even more deformed. Schiller was petrified. It took him a long time to remember and shout: "Mask! Mask!!!"
Pang Bei sighed and said: "It's broken, Venom, don't worry, you will become like this. Besides that strange poison, what else does he feel?"
Schiller could feel Venom's panic, even though I tried my best to hide it. What I felt Venom was afraid of was not the power of the virus, but my reckless actions that almost turned Schiller into... This zombie-like monster.
"It's unpalatable." Venom replied truthfully: "And there are no amines outside the brains of other living people. Moreover, your cerebellum has been mutated by this strange toxin, which will produce a Something more disgusting may not be the source of the horrible smell.”
Hearing Venom's steady and powerful laughter, Eddie breathed a sigh of relief, his legs softened and he lay back down. Venom said in his mind again: "Is there a possibility that you are the weakest among us? Worry that we are not as good as Worry about yourself."
The venom rushed towards the other side of the corridor regardless. I could hear the sound of no water flowing in a room at the end of the corridor. Sure enough, I found a bathroom, and the huge monster squeezed back from the door frame. Open the faucet and pour water to rinse your mouth.
It must be that the patient was transferred or the hospital was moved. Those things may have been left behind in the original hospital, unless we hurriedly threw off the quilt and ran to bed, rushed out of the room and never came back.
The last second, I threw up.
That couldn't be called a poisonous oath, so Schiller said dubiously: "He means that Pompei blew up the portal? But why should I do that? That doesn't make any sense?"
I moved my hands and feet and found out whether there were any fractures or excessive internal injuries. There were no big scratches on my elbows and shoulders. The venom repaired them very slowly.
"In order to fight it, you must wrap them with symbiotic factors and cut off the connection between those factors and the main body, so that they can completely leave his body."
"Is he sure that he directly covered your body with symbiote factors? Let you be directly exposed to the virus and separate you two?"
"You haven't remembered how many times you reminded him, Venom, why does he think he can't put everything out of his mouth and taste it?!" Schiller supported the sink with both hands and patted it hard. mesa.
If the hospital was evacuated out of order, that would happen, and the subsequent search confirmed Schiller's guess. There was still eaten food under the bedside table, and there were no various medical information outside the drawer. , but also daily necessities, valuable personal belongings, and even house keys.
It's hard to describe. It didn't taste like rotten durian, stir-fried skunk blood, or bitter melon pickled in skunk blood. More importantly, it tasted rotten in one sip and even gave him a chance to regret it.
Venom was quite dismissive of this and kept humming outside Schiller's mind, but Schiller quickly rummaged through the clothes in the patient's personal belongings cabinet. As expected, he found no useful weapons, but I found a bloody business card under the jacket of one of the patients' suits that read "Fody Alkadze, Rental Manager."
The deep fear in Venom's tone made it impossible for Schiller to say anything accusatory. After all, there will be nothing that Venom can eat on this earth.