"If Leviathan Aberkhan Tigmes left a mark on the ship, it might be that he needs supplies. If he leaves a mark on a person, it means he needs this person." Oquilati Gesri said: "Although I don't know why Leviathan Aberkhan Tigmes needed Symenta, since he left a mark on Symenta, it means that Symenta is a bit valuable to Leviathan Aberkhan Tigmes."

"But the other people on the ship do not belong to the person he wants, so they either use waste and transform them into low-level pollution sources, or they are directly treated as blood food, and they will not be allowed to enter the seas of the Devil Island."

"The source of pollution? It's like that dying guy?"

"He is considered a pathogen," said Oquerati Gesri. "The curse and voodoo he carries will infect most people on the ship, and the infected people call it the source of pollution."

“Is there any difference?”

"Although pathogens and pollution sources can both transmit voodoo and curses to others, the pollution sources are just simple infections. After the pathogens transmit voodoo and curses to others, they will suck away most of the vitality and power of the other party. People who become pollution sources will also become hungry and thirsty because they lose their vitality. At this time, they need to constantly transmit to others. Every person who is directly or indirectly infected will flow to the pathogen."

“That is, the more people are infected, the stronger the pathogen will be.”

"Um."

"If this pathogen is thrown into a densely populated area, isn't he invincible?"

"It's not that simple. Basically, people from the supernatural world know how to deal with this kind of enemy. As long as the pathogen is killed, other sources of pollution will die. Even if he is thrown into densely populated areas, it will be difficult for him to truly grow up. Unless he has infected tens of thousands of people, he will not be considered a big trouble for most psychics."

Chen Zhao thought about it and said, unless he concentrated all thousands of people and tens of thousands of people in a small space.

Otherwise, pathogens may be difficult to transmit in one-time, and this indirect infection will easily be discovered.

...

"How is he?" Symenta asked.

"It looks like it's just dehydrated and malnutrition," the ship doctor said.

"I will inject him a bottle of glucose first. When he wakes up, I will arrange some food for him. Cough cough... In addition, arrange a cabin with a slightly better ventilation. The cabin is so stuffy."

Although Symenta heard what the ship doctor said, she had no intention of this.

It wasn't because she saved this person, but she didn't feel any sudden kindness.

I just want to confirm his identity and maybe get some benefits from him.

In fact, the logic is very simple. If the victim encounters trouble on a certain ship, the one who is most preferred to be arranged on a lifeboat will definitely be the person with the highest status or the rich.

So Symenta felt that he had some value.

Symenta and the boat doctor left the cabin.

For some reason, Symenta always feels uneasy.

"When he wakes up, confirm his identity first, if it is worthless."

"Ahem...I know how to do it." said the ship doctor.

None of the people on this ship are good men and women.

Basically, good people won't board this ship.

"It seems that your doctor is also sick. Don't go to the deck to blow the sea breeze in the next two days."

"Ahem... Maybe I caught a cold last night." The ship doctor coughed a few more times.

...

"The first person who was infected has appeared."

"I want to see how it will develop later."

Oquerati Gasri said.

Chen Zhao also has this plan.

Chen Zhao and Oquerati Gesri's curiosity did not last long.

Because the first ship doctor who was infected fainted in the evening that day.

That night, two crew members helped to take care of the boat doctor.

Then they were also indirectly infected.

All of this was under the gaze of Chen Zhao and Oquerati Gasri.

But the two were very cold-blooded bystanders in the seats.

There is no intention of interfering.

"Damn it, the guy rescued yesterday seemed to have some infectious disease. The ship doctor got sick after seeing him yesterday. Now the ship doctor has infected the other two crew members." Hebori said to Symenta: "What should I do now?"

"That guy couldn't stay on the boat yesterday and threw it into the sea." Sementa said with a pale face: "In addition, don't be infected again with gas mask."

Hebori nodded, shouted, and called on two crew members to follow him.

Come to the cabin of the man who was rescued yesterday: "You two put on gas masks and drag that guy out."

Both crew members were a little reluctant, but here they had to listen to Hepori.

However, the moment they opened the cabin, both of them were shocked.

"Herberi, come in and take a look."

When Hepoli entered the cabin, he was shocked.

I saw the shriveled patient lying on the bed, his body bulged.

And in the cabin, there was a strange kind of mucus.

The mucus crisscrossed vertically and intertwined up, down and left and right, blocking everyone's way.

"Herberi, do you know what's going on?"

Hepori's face was solemn. He didn't know what it was.

But he knew that this thing was definitely not a good thing.

At this moment, the pathogen that was originally lying on the bed suddenly opened its eyes, then opened its mouth, and a stream of mucus sprayed out of its mouth.

A crew member could not dodge and was directly sprayed with mucus.

The slime directly fixed the crew to the wall behind him.

"Hurry, save me..." the crew shouted in horror.

Hepoli and another crew member were so scared that the dead were all exposed, and the pathogen stood up swaying.

Hepori looked at the crew member who was fixed to the wall and shouted softly: "Go!"

At the same time, Hepori pulled out the frightened crew and brought the cabin door with him.

However, they can still see inside from the circular glass on the cabin door.

The pathogen staggered to the fixed crew member.

Facing the terrified and screaming crew, the pathogen opened its mouth and did not have direct contact with the crew, but the crew's body began to wither, and the opposite was the pathogen.

His originally shriveled body is becoming fuller.

Hebori and another crew member were so scared that their faces were pale when they saw this scene.

Hepori dared not delay any more: "Look at this place, I'll inform the captain."

"Ah? Me?"

"What are you afraid of? That guy can't get out, lock the hatch door."
Chapter completed!