After returning home, Alan planned to put the two big fish he caught in the morning into the fish tank and then call his friends to eat the fish together in the evening.
But when he looked into the bucket, the two big fish seemed to be dead. They didn't struggle, but sank quietly to the bottom of the bucket without even spitting out a bubble.
"Dead?"
Alan looked distressed and carried the bucket directly into the kitchen: "If it's dead, we have to deal with it quickly, otherwise the meat will go bad."
His dog Susie also followed in and let out a suppressed growl at the two big fish.
Alan looked at his dog strangely and said, "You want to eat too? You have to wait until tonight, okay?"
Susie barked, but it was unclear whether she understood or not.
Alan shook his head and slapped the two big fish onto the chopping board. Only then did he notice that their stomachs seemed to be swollen, as if they were filled with some gas.
Alan frowned and tried to press the fish's belly with his hand. He immediately felt a slight numbness in his fingertips, as if he was pricked by something.
He quickly retracted his finger and looked at the fingertip. He felt relieved when he found it was intact.
But if you observe it now with a high-power microscope, you will find a tiny cut on the tip of his finger, with a transparent, imperceptible hyphae drilling into it.
"It looks like the fish has gone bad."
Alan threw the fish to the ground and said, "Susie, throw them in the trash."
The big dog immediately pounced on it and opened its mouth to bite. Its sharp canine teeth pierced into the fish's belly. A sticky liquid with a light blue color flowed out from the fish's belly and mixed with Susie's saliva.
Susie quickly took the two big fish to the trash can outside and threw them away, then lay down at the door of the house, looking very well behaved.
"here you go."
Alan rubbed Susie's head, and suddenly the colors in front of his eyes became a little rich, but soon returned to normal. He shook his head, didn't care, went back to the room to change clothes, didn't eat breakfast, put on shoes and left the house.
"Take good care of the house at home. I'll bring you something delicious when I come back in the evening." Alan patted the big dog's head gently, smiled slightly, and went out.
He was driving a magnetic car that was of unknown ownership. He first bought breakfast at a nearby restaurant and then went to Caesar Avenue Circuit No. 4. Alan was a staff member of that circuit, responsible for electrical maintenance.
Arriving at the stadium, Alan took his breakfast and entered the stadium through the staff's dedicated passage.
We met many colleagues along the way, and Alan greeted them warmly and joked with them, just like usual.
Apart from coughing from time to time, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him. But when he got to the locker room, one of his best friends stared at Alan and said, "Hey, man, are you sick? Your eyes are red."
"Really?" After hearing what he said, Alan felt his eyes itchy. He rubbed them with his hands and said, "Maybe it's because I didn't sleep last night."
After saying that, he patted his good friend's shoulder with the hand that had rubbed his eyes: "I'm fine, just get some sleep tonight."
"Then I'll leave first, otherwise Carson will start swearing again." The man patted Alan's hand on his shoulder and left with a smile.
Alan then opened his own locker and took out his uniform. Suddenly, he felt an itch in his throat and coughed hard a few times. His saliva flew everywhere, making people passing by frown and consciously avoid him.
He.
Alan wiped his mouth with his sleeve, took off his coat, and was about to change when a scream came from behind.
"Oh my god, Alan, what's that on your back?"
Of course, Alan couldn't see his back, so he frowned and said, "What did you say?"
"You have things growing on your back, I don't know, I don't know what they are, can't you feel it?" the man said.
Alan snorted and said, "You are the one who has grown something. If you have grown something, wouldn't I know about it?"
"You'd better look in the mirror. I don't think this is a good sign."
Alan had no choice but to take out a mirror, turn around, and then twist his head back as hard as he could to look at the mirror.
With the help of the mirror, he saw that a small cluster of dark blue, densely packed things had grown behind him, looking a bit like the common fungi found in the forest.
"Oh my God, hurry up and help me scrape these things off." Alan shouted. Perhaps because he was so excited, he couldn't help coughing again, and his saliva was flying everywhere.
People nearby were afraid to help him. They suggested, "Alan, you should go to the hospital."
"Hospital, yes, I'll go now, please ask for leave for me and Carson."
Alan quickly put on his coat and left the locker room quickly. He kept coughing and felt an indescribable itch in his throat, as if something wanted to crawl out.
He coughed so much that his chest ached slightly and his whole body felt hot. He coughed all the way to the parking lot and got into the car.
As soon as he started the car, Alan felt his eyes itchy. He reached out to scratch them, and suddenly, from the rearview mirror, he saw that his eyes were red and something was squeezed out from the corners of his eyes.
He moved closer to the mirror and saw that it was a small, mushroom-like fungus.
"Oh my God, oh my God, no no no..." Alan used two fingers to dilate his eye sockets, then grabbed the fungus and tried to pull it out.
Suddenly, the thing was pulled out by him, and behind it there was a bunch of mycelium that was wriggling like tentacles.
"Damn it!" Alan threw it out of the window, ignoring the blood in the corners of his eyes, and quickly started the car and rushed out of the parking lot.
He had just reached the street when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head. He screamed and shook his head.
The car suddenly lost control and crashed into a truck passing by, causing screams, but Alan had already lost consciousness.
He leaned his head down on the steering wheel.
Clusters of dark blue fungi began to emerge in the corners of his eyes, on his face, and on the back of his hands.
at the same time.
At Alan's house, Susie staggered open the door and walked out onto the street.
People on the roadside looked at the dog curiously. Susie's body twitched as she walked, and she shook her head from time to time, as if she was trying to shake something out of her head.
Suddenly, Susie screamed, pounced on a woman on the side of the road, and bit her leg hard.
The woman screamed and hit Susie desperately with what she had in her hands, shouting for help.
Several men came over and tried their best to pull Susie away. In the process, some of them were bitten on the limbs by Susie, and some were scratched by Susie.
But in the end, this well-behaved big dog was subdued. After it was subdued, people found that Susie's eyes were filled with some dark blue, mushroom-like things.
These things appeared on Susie's back and stomach like moss.
"What happened to the dog?"
"It doesn't look good."
People were talking about it, but they didn't notice that several big rats came out of the trash can in front of Alan's house, left the street and went into the sewer.
In the trash can, the two big fish that Susie had taken out and thrown away before now had ruptured stomachs and were covered with dark blue fungi.
At this time, a little mouse in the trash can took a bite of one of the big fish. It ate some of the fish meat until its stomach was full. Then it crawled out of the trash can and went into the sewer like its previous counterparts.
The rat was running in the sewer. It drilled and ran in the maze-like sewer. Not long after, it drilled into a rat's nest, where there were thousands of rats densely packed.
After the little mouse came in, it started squeaking, but after taking a few steps, its whole body suddenly froze and it fell to the ground.
It's dead.
But its stomach continued to expand. Finally, with a loud bang, the rat's stomach burst open, and countless blood foam and minced meat splashed out from it. They fell on other rats. At least dozens of rats were stained with the flesh and blood of their own kind. These rats squeaked and went deeper into the rat group...
... ... .
After breakfast, Yue Guang looked at Tian Yang and asked, "Would you like to watch the game with us?"
Sun Sun cheered from the side: "Go ahead, Liu Ya has a match today."
Tianyang was a little surprised: "Liu Ya participated in the competition?"
"Yes, he passed the elimination round successfully. Today is the first match of the official competition, which will be held at Stadium 4 on Caesar Avenue."
Tian Yang nodded and said, "Let's go, let's go and cheer for Liu Ya together."
Moonlight laughed and said, "He can't lose. If he dares to lose, I will kick him out."
Sun Sun winked at Tian Yang and said, "The boss will be in a much better mood today because you went to watch the game with him."
Moonlight glared at her: "I want you to keep talking!"
Sun Sun stuck out his tongue, took little Xitong from Hongxiu's hands, and said to the moonlight, "Little Xitong, protect your aunt Sun Sun."
Yue Guang laughed, gestured with his fist towards Sun Sun, and said, "Let's go, it's getting late."
They drove to the vicinity of Stadium No. 4 and saw a cordon on one side of the road. Humanoid machines from the Wargod Castle were roaming around in it, and no one knew what was happening on the other side.
Arriving at the stands, Tianyang looked around and saw that the seats were packed with spectators.
They took their tickets, found their seats and sat down.
As soon as he sat down, Tianyang saw a commotion in the audience seats below. People stood up one after another, as if they were avoiding something.
Tianyang and Yueguang exchanged glances, both feeling curious. They saw the commotion gradually spreading towards them. Reding and Qiu Mo, who were responsible for protecting Tianyang, immediately came to his side and were ready for battle.
At this time, several spectators in front stepped aside, allowing Tianyang to see a man who looked like a staff member of the venue staggering, stretching out his hand and saying, "Save me, save me."
At least half of his face was covered with dense black and blue bacteria.
The same thing grew on his hands, his neck, and many exposed places.
Tian Yang stood up suddenly and looked at the man in front of him in disbelief: "Fungus man? How could there be a fungus man in the War God Castle!"