The woman in the tall building looked away, leaving a cold figure behind the clouds.
The man's hair hung down to his waist, in lazy curls, as black as ebony, with a faint luster.
"What are you looking at?" Jinghe noticed that Yun Tuan was distracted and followed the other person's line of sight. He only saw a bird that hit the glass hard due to light interference.
A pool of bird-shaped white feather powder was left on the window.
"Light pollution is really evil. Hundreds of birds die here all year round."
After saying that, Jing He patted Yun Tuan on the shoulder like a mature brother, then turned back to watch Jing Yu do experiments.
The injured bird lost consciousness, stalled and fell against the building.
On the seventh floor, a skinny hand stretched out from the window and grabbed the bird!
The bones of the hand were bulged and deformed due to the exertion, and blood overflowed from the fingers and dripped on the small balcony on the lower floor.
Yun Tuan stared at her, and she shook her head, not wanting to stay here anymore.
But a dungeon has boundaries. The boundaries are only for the anchor who is put into this task. There are big and small. Just like the last dungeon, she can move within the scope required by the task. This scope includes five kingdoms and giants.
castle; and now, the ten-meter radius of the building is the limit of her movement.
Further outside, there is a transparent square wall trapping her.
Reach out and touch it, it feels hard but not hard, soft but not soft.
People can't get out at all, but air and moisture can freely enter and exit this wall.
This may be a hidden rule of the park, and the anchor cannot escape the limited scope.
But Jing Yu and the others came from afar, which means that everyone has different limits.
But now, can they still go out?
Yun Tuan walked to the front of the investigation vehicle and was about to find two people for testing, but found that the other person's expression was abnormal.
Jing Yu is just that, not even Jing He has a smile on his face.
"What's wrong? Is this a new type of nerve poison?"
"No, there are high concentrations of nanorobots here. The liquid itself is mixed with mercury and another very strange substance, which looks like blood but is not blood. The top of the ballpoint pen is a painless syringe."
Jing Yu rarely used non-precise descriptions. He carefully put away the remaining liquid, turned around and asked:
"What are the symptoms of people who have used this kind of pen?"
His expression at that moment was very much like that of an old and bald medical expert.
"Their faces are very pale, their lips are black, and the temperature of their exhaled air is very low. There are exceptions, like He Yu, who can grow fangs and become a vampire, while others will hurt themselves crazily and even jump off buildings." "Vampire?" Jing Yu also grasped the word.
His and Jing He's mission was to prevent and control the Iceman infectious disease. I originally thought this was a relatively simple humanistic dungeon with a little bit of epidemic elements.
But the appearance of vampires...
"Well, and Heyu entered this world for the third time, he said that Snow White is a vampire."
When Yun Tuan said this, he felt embarrassed, as if he had returned to his second year in high school.
Jing He scratched his head in astonishment and murmured: "Is this how you ruin your childhood?"
"After all, a normal person wouldn't have lips as red as eating a child when his face is as white as snow." Jing Yu quickly accepted this setting and rummaged through the epidemic investigation vehicle for silver utensils.
Yun Tuan suddenly realized, "They will transform employees into vampires through the mid-year review, but some people failed to transform, and the nanobots controlled them to commit suicide in various ways.
Those who have just been successfully transformed still retain some of their consciousness and want to escape from the building, but are directly knocked out by the sun."