"Well... what if it’s..."
"Enough! Stop arguing!" A voice interrupted everyone’s dispute, "Look, those two bodies are changing again!"
Everyone’s gaze instantly focused on the two corpses in the middle of the carriage.
The flesh on their bodies had dissolved nearly completely. The male Hunter’s arched spine was directly exposed to the air, and on the surface of his vertebrae, clusters of dense tumors grew at so unknown point.
These tumors, viewed from afar, resembled clusters of piled-up eggs, the smallest about the size of a grain of rice, while the largest were as big as grapes, smooth in surface, showing a color between tawny and off-white...
Cheng Ming suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, goosebumps crawling up his back to his neck. He instinctively rubbed his arms, forcing himself to divert his gaze from the tumors.
"What are these things?" A Hunter asked in a low voice.
"They look like... eggs?"
"Are these things hard or soft?"
"Don’t know, why don’t you poke them and see?"
"Don’t touch them! Don’t touch them!" He Dawei hurriedly warned, "If you want to die, don’t drag others down with you!"
As everyone was hesitating in disbelief, the surface of the largest tumor suddenly cracked open, releasing a sweet and overwhelming sll throughout the carriage.
"This... what sll is this?"
"It slls nice... like fruit that is overripe and about to rot..."
"Could this sll be emanating from inside these ’eggs’?"
Cheng Ming naturally slled the scent too. In a daze, he felt his vision blurring, a intolerable hunger surging from his stomach.
Those tumors, which had seed disgusting just monts ago, now appeared strangely enticing to him.
A compulsion urged him to go over, pluck those tumors, and put them into his mouth...
Before Cheng Ming could act on his impulse, a Hunter had already walked over in a daze, directly kneeling in the pus that everyone had avoided earlier. He reached out, plucked the largest, cracked tumor, and put it into his mouth.
With a bizarre smile on his face, he chewed the tumor in his mouth, his whole body slowly collapsing, lying comfortably in the aisle.
Soon, a second, third person followed... More and more Hunters walked toward the dissolving bodies with weird looks, plucking tumors like fruit from their bones and putting them into their mouths.
This even included those Hunters wearing gas masks!
Sitting diagonally opposite Cheng Ming, He Dawei suddenly pulled out a ballpoint pen from his backpack, and stabbed it forcefully into his forearm!
With a cry of pain, fresh blood gushed from He Dawei’s forearm, but the intense pain brought his originally hazy mind back to clarity. He raised a hand and slapped Shen Rui, who was already standing up, then punched Yu Duo to the ground, shouting, "Wake the hell up! Those tumors can tempt people! And it’s not just with scent, gas masks don’t help!"
"What... what do we do?!" Shen Rui, woken by the slap, asked in fear.
"Don’t look! Don’t think about it! Pretend those things don’t exist!" He Dawei said sternly, "Based on my experience, many sinister objects have very damn subjective powers! Covering your ears, in dealing with these subjective sinister things, is particularly effective!"
"Covering ears?" Shen Rui instinctively covered his ears, but quickly realized He Dawei was speaking taphorically.
"What should I do? How do I do this?" Shen Rui felt his head in chaos, with so inexplicable impulse driving him to leave his seat... As for He Dawei’s words, they seed distant and hazy upon recollection.
As for Yu Duo, she had slipped into unconsciousness—notably, He Dawei’s punch was pretty hard, seemingly ant to wake her but more like to kill her.
Blood flowed from Yu Duo’s forehead, her fingers twitching unconsciously, but her breathing already weakened.
"Huff... huff..." He Dawei gasped heavily, despite wearing a gas mask and unable to sll any sweet scent from other Hunters’ mouths, the bizarre feeling from deep in his mind and the Hunters’ abnormal actions made him realize the situation had beco quite serious, asures must be taken... asures...
A strong sense of fatigue surged up, and for a mont, he wanted to relinquish control over his body, letting instinct drive his actions, but soon, anger shattered the fatigue.
Yet this rage also dispersed the little reason he had left... An intense desire for destruction and violent impulses filled his mind. He Dawei glanced at Yu Duo sitting beside him, suddenly lunging forward to choke her.
"Wei... Wei?!" Shen Rui was terrified at the sight, "What are you doing?!"
"Mind your own business!!" He Dawei shouted angrily.
"Thud!!" A dull sound, He Dawei fell onto Yu Duo.
Cheng Ming tossed Shen Rui’s power bank on the table, collapsed onto his seat, gasping for breath.
A dozen Hunters surrounded the two corpses, frantically fighting over tumors growing from their bones, greedily stuffing them into their mouths.
Cheng Ming wanted to join them, but the faint trace of reason left within him kept warning that all this was abnormal... Yet, the warning voice was growing weaker, while the sweet scent, drowning him, grew ever stronger.
Vaguely, Cheng Ming seed to see those Hunters who ate the tumors, their blood and flesh starting to dissolve too, exposing white bones, with identical tumors growing on them...
Shen Rui eventually stood, wobbly walking towards the group. Cheng Ming tried to reach out to him, but found himself unable to move his arms.
"How did it get to this?" Cheng Ming’s mind couldn’t process, "Why... why this?"
He repeatedly asked himself internally, but for a mont, he was horrified to find he even forgot the aning of the question.
His mind kept asking, just to maintain the last bit of clarity.
Cheng Ming felt himself on the brink of collapse.
"This feeling, it’s unbearable, isn’t it?" A pleasant female voice suddenly sounded.
Cheng Ming was startled, all pain vanished instantly, he felt imrsed in a profound sensation, with ti and space seemingly frozen, even his heartbeat and breath halted, leaving only his self-awareness intact.
He instinctively looked towards Yu Duo, discovering a dazzlingly white girl sitting on the back of Yu Duo’s chair, legs elegantly crossed.
Cheng Ming had never seen such a beautiful woman—if his body could move, he felt certain parts might react embarrassingly.
"You want to ask who I am, don’t you?" The girl looked into Cheng Ming’s eyes and asked.
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