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"Just like what you just encountered outside, when I arrived last night, the townspeople had been twisted into disgusting and terrifying monsters."

"However, before the people here went crazy, some people still left a lot of valuable clues, and the most important clues are in the only hospital in this small town."

"What clue?" Xia Ren asked.

"A doctor's note."

With one hand propped on the ground, the real estate agent stood up unsteadily, walked to the empty outpatient desk, picked up a notebook from the table, and threw it to Xia Ren.

"have a look."

Xia Ren reached out to take it from the air, and took a brief look.

The notebook is relatively thick, with about four to five hundred pages, and it can be seen that the owner has used it frequently, but now the side is stained with a few suspicious blood stains, and it seems to have been torn by competition, and the appearance is a little broken.

Xia Ren opened the first few pages, and found that the records above were all about the conditions of some patients, and they were still medical points, which seemed to be of little value to him.

"You just flip over to the back."

The real estate agent reminded.

Xia Ren finally saw the clue when he turned to about 300 pages in one go.

The owner of the notebook is a doctor from this hospital with beautiful handwriting. From the first perspective, she wrote how this small town became the hell on earth step by step.

As early as three months ago, everything in this small town was normal, and the pace of life of the residents was unhurried, and it could even be called leisurely.

In the center of the town, there is a church. The residents here have often prayed to the church to comfort their beliefs since their ancestors. However, as time goes by, the recent generations have become tired of the traditions of the older generation. They like to be different. So less and less people go to church.

In recent decades, there is only one priest in the church, and the belief that was once passed down among the ancestors in the town is slowly aging.

The priest is a kind old man with white hair. Although he is tall and usually full of majesty, he is happy to play with children. Everyone in the town knows the priest, and they usually greet each other when they meet on the street, but Nobody wants to go to church for that reason—that rotten, boring place.

However, one day, an accident happened.

Some residents of the small town suddenly suffered from a strange disease, and clusters of dense dots appeared on their skin, like moss. At first, these skin bumps were not painful or itchy, but only affected Beautiful, some patients come to the hospital, the doctor only thinks it is caused by some kind of wart or allergy, and simply prescribes some medicine.

But it didn't take long before more and more residents showed the same symptoms, and these skin bumps began to become malignant. In severe cases, the skin ulcerated and pus continued. Tried everything, but did not alleviate the symptoms.

The incurable disease caused panic among the residents, who retrospectively found that almost all newly infected patients had contact with previous patients. For a while, everyone knew that the disease was contagious.

But at the same time, they also found that some children who had also had close contact with the patient did not have the same symptoms.

These kids all have one thing in common.

They like to hang out with the priest in the church in the town center.

The residents who were suffering from the disease had no time to think about it, so they went to the church together and wanted to ask the priest how to do it.

At first the priest was at a loss, because he didn't know what was going on. The residents who thought they had found hope returned home in despair. However, the next day, they were pleasantly surprised to find that their symptoms had eased a lot.

Although it is impossible to determine whether it has something to do with going to the church yesterday, the facts are in front of the eyes, and the residents went to the church again.

As the time spent in the church became longer and longer, the first group of people who went there quickly recovered from their skin diseases, so the remaining residents also went to the church to pray, and even those who were not sick followed .

The unknown disease appeared in less than half a month, and then completely disappeared. During the whole process, the role of doctors was minimal.

But since then, the priest has started to feel a little bit wrong. He seldom goes out and stays in the church all day long, gazing at the statue of the god that the residents have worshiped for generations.

A rumor gradually spread in the town:

The sickness is because they betrayed their faith and were punished by God, and because they returned to God's arms, the sickness was relieved by the compassionate God.

"What kind of bullshit logic is this?"

Xia Ren thought to himself when he saw this.

If you don’t believe in me, I’ll torture you until you believe in me, and I’ll make you thankful that I don’t torture you. Is this a merciful God?

Is everyone in this small town suffering from Stockholm Syndrome?

He was patient and continued to read.

Sure enough, the matter did not end so easily. Just about a month ago, a few mysterious outsiders suddenly came to the town.

They found the priest, and they didn't know what they said, but from that moment on, the whole town gradually began to go to hell.

The same disease spread to every household almost overnight. Residents of the small town opened their eyes and saw moss-like things appearing on their bodies, and walked out of the street in panic, but the street had already been covered by the same disease. People who discovered the situation were full.

No one went to the hospital. After discussing with everyone, they came to the church together. However, the changes that happened inside were simply unacceptable to these residents who had just developed a pious belief.

The idol collapsed.

The priest dressed in black sat among the ruins, holding the blue gemstones that were cut out from the eyes of the statue, and said with a bit of madness:

"God will not come to save you! But, I can..."

Everyone thought the priest was crazy, and the residents left the church angrily.

The doctor began to study the cause of the illness from the earliest days. According to the records in the notes, she found that the illnesses suffered by the residents were caused by a fungal infection that had never been seen before.

And this fungus can penetrate the stratum corneum of the skin, directly erode the subcutaneous nerve, and spread along the nerve.Infected nerves lose their original function, which is why patients with worsening symptoms experience slow movements and numbness of senses.

What is even more incredible is that these fungi can replace the original nerve function after infecting the nerve, so that the patient will not completely lose the ability to move, and even the final stage of development, making it possible for a person to become a person who is controlled by the fungus.

If the human body is compared to a computer, then illness is equivalent to some hardware damage, or program operation errors, but this fungus is like a hacker, directly controlling the operation of the entire program.

In order to make it easier to record, the doctor temporarily called this incredible fungus a neurofungus.

Just when the doctor found the cause, walked out of the laboratory, and wanted to tell everyone, it was already too late.

Her guess is correct, the last step of the neurofungi is to replace all the nerve functions in the human body and completely control human beings.

The streets are already filled with aimlessly wandering residents. They are dead, but their bodies are not yet dead. Their instinct drives them towards the church in the center of the town, worshiping the smashed idol, and dragging all the residents into the city. hell's...

demon.

"That guy succeeded, and no one can escape his control. My body is gradually getting out of control, and I'm afraid I will become like them."

"Finally, may the priest and those despicable outsiders receive the most severe punishment in the world!"

Xia Ren turned back and found that it was all blank paper.

He closed his notes and briefly organized in his mind what he had just seen.

The doctor said that she studied the cause from the beginning, but the time was not right. The first wave of illness lasted only a few days, and everyone recovered. The second wave of illness occurred even faster, although the notes did not specify the specific duration. It took a few days, but according to speculation, everyone had no time to escape from the town. It is estimated that the disease developed to the point of irreversible on the day it happened.

In such a short period of time, there is no time for doctors to study carefully.