The apocalyptic livestream attracted a lot of haters, alarming the government.

Zhu Peng was released from prison. He seemed to have learned his lesson and stood silently to the side with his head bowed.

Lu Zhao glanced at the bloodstains and black stains all over Tian Haifeng's cell and said to Zhu Peng:

"Go to the administration building and get the cleaning tools. Clean this place up and stay here quietly for a month. Don't cause any more trouble."

Zhu Peng nodded silently and followed behind the others.

After leaving the prison building, Huo Yan and Ge Dong silently returned to the laboratory.

They knew that Ye Xiao's system would give special rewards, which was already clear from the self-healing potion formula they had obtained before.

Ye Xiao's method is indeed a good way to avoid risks.

Watching Ye Xiao and Lu Zhao's departing figures, a gloomy expression appeared on Zhu Peng's face.

He gritted his teeth, turned around, and headed towards the administration building.

On their way to the administration building, Liu Yang, He Cong, and Song Ye happened to be crossing the playground. Their eyes swept over Zhu Peng, indifferently ignoring his presence.

Zhu Peng clenched his fists, turned his head gloomily to glance at the three figures that were gradually receding into the distance, a surge of resentment welling up inside him. He gritted his teeth and muttered under his breath:

"Damn it, you all just wait."

Arriving at the storage room in the administration building, Zhu Peng, under Da Feng's instructions, slowly pushed the cleaning cart toward the prison building.

The thought of having to do such dirty and tiring work made Zhu Peng unable to stop muttering all sorts of filthy words.

Back in the prison building, he looked at the room where he had spent the night before.

The empty room seemed to echo with the terror and torment he had endured the previous night, and Zhu Peng felt suffocated for a moment.

A surge of resentment and hatred welled up uncontrollably from the bottom of my heart.

It's all Ye Xiao's fault!

Although he couldn't see the live stream comments, he could imagine how those netizens would laugh at him.

All the slander and suffering he is experiencing now is Ye Xiao's fault.

Yes, it's all Ye Xiao's fault!

Zhu Peng kept repeating it to himself.

The thought that bastard had locked him up in jail yesterday made him seethe with hatred.

The thought of how he had to be so humble to be released today filled him with resentment.

He wouldn't have wanted to come if Ye Xiao hadn't promised to pay him.

As Zhu Peng shoved the mop and bucket off the sweeper, he muttered curses under his breath:

"Those two old geezers' meager salaries are simply not enough to cover their expenses each month."

"All he does all day is urge me to find a job. This Ye Xiao is asking for 100,000 yuan per person. He must have made a lot of money."

"I heard he received 500 million in one go, but now he's only giving me this little bit! Why?"

"Damn it, so what if it has a system? What's so great about that?"

"How dare he lock me up! I'll kill him sooner or later! Damn it, damn it..."

The thought that Ye Xiao might have a huge sum of money made Zhu Peng even more resentful. The thought of Ye Xiao's arrogant attitude made Zhu Peng want to tear him apart. The malice in his heart kept churning.

He dragged his bucket and mop into Tian Haifeng's cell, cursing as he entered. Upon seeing the bloodstains on the floor, Zhu Peng's cursing stopped abruptly.

A strange, fishy stench filled the room, and he shivered in horror, hesitatingly taking a few steps further inside.

Zhu Peng lowered his head, examining the stain on the ground. There was a strange stain on the ground that looked like melted rubber, and in the pitch black like ink, there was a bunch of strange bone fragments and yellow and red flesh.

vomit!

Zhu Peng couldn't take it anymore and bent over to retch, cursing loudly as he did so.

Amidst the stench of filth, a sticky black trail stretched out, long and thin, leading towards the underside of a nearby bed, as if something had been dragged out from there.

However, Zhu Peng did not seem to notice the strange mark. He turned around, left the cell, took a shovel from the cleaning cart, and returned to the room.

Zhu Peng grumbled as he shoveled at the strange black stain on the ground, unaware that a thin, black, leech-like creature was climbing up the iron bunk bed beside him.

After haphazardly shoveling away the stains, Zhu Peng lost his patience. He dragged the mop around, sweeping the floor haphazardly, his movements becoming increasingly agitated, and the insults he uttered becoming ever more vile.

"damn it!"

Zhu Peng threw down the mop in his hand and plopped down on the bed to the side, seemingly having lost all patience.

"Damn it, why should I do these things?"

As Zhu Peng cursed, he kicked the iron frame next to him as if venting his anger.

The clanging sounds seemed to calm the anger within him, and Zhu Peng kicked even harder, unaware that the slender red and black threadworm on the iron frame above his head was about to fall.

snap,

Zhu Peng shivered suddenly. He felt a chill on his neck, as if something cold had landed on it.

Zhu Peng instinctively reached out to touch the back of his neck, but felt something slippery beneath his fingers as a thin, long object instantly slipped through his fingers.

He only felt a sticky, cold sensation run down his cheek, and then he felt a pain in his nose, as if something had entered it.

"Damn, what is that?"

Zhu Peng jumped up in surprise, hurriedly blowing his nose, but a few seconds later, he suddenly let out a painful scream.

His eyes were bloodshot, and then he collapsed to the ground, his bloodshot eyes rolling back in his head, and his body began to convulse violently.

The person on the ground convulsed for a minute or two, as if a cell phone was on vibrate, before gradually returning to calm.

Zhu Peng's eyes were wide open, and black blood beads slowly dripped from his nostrils.

Then, those straight eyes suddenly moved, both eyes moving at the same time, the left eye moving counterclockwise to the left and the right eye moving clockwise to the right.

Finally, the two puppet-like eyes settled in the center, as if they had finally found their rightful place.

A moment later, the person on the ground sat up abruptly. Zhu Peng forced a smile and then reached out to touch the black blood beads that had spilled from under his nose.

He stood up quickly, stood upright in place, looked down at the mop on the ground, bent down to pick it up, and began to mop the floor seriously.

During dinner, after learning about Tian Haifeng's arm, Zhou Hu and his group all showed lingering fear and worry.

Han Yu and Wang Yao had red eyes and their heads were down; they had lost their appetite.

Dafeng touched his severed arm and sighed in empathy.

"I never imagined that parasite was so terrifying!" Ah Zhao shuddered in disgust.

Zhou Hu gripped the chopsticks in his hand tightly, as if he wanted to break them in two. He looked up at Ye Xiao and Huo Yan and said:

"Brother Tian, ​​he..."

Ye Xiao didn't look up, but took a deep breath and said:

"Professor Huo injected him with Ye Xing's serum. Whether he can stabilize afterward is up to fate!"

The atmosphere instantly turned somber. Tian Haifeng's level of alienation was already higher than others, and now that he had gone through this ordeal, it was uncertain whether he could survive.

Although death is no longer a rare occurrence in the apocalypse, people still cannot suppress the gloom in their hearts.

Liu Yang looked at Song Ye and Lao Gui curiously and asked, "What's going on?"

The white fox sighed and said, "Tian Haifeng's left arm was burrowed into by a parasite. Although it was separated, the arm still mutated, and in the end, the arm had to be removed. It is still unclear whether it will mutate further."

Song Ye shuddered with disgust and said, "I heard that the mutated arm can actually run by itself, that's terrifying!"

Liu Yang's face changed in horror. "Holy crap, I heard that Professor Huo and the others brought back some samples. Could they be live parasites?"

The white fox nodded silently, and Liu Yang suddenly lost his appetite. "Damn, you guys aren't scared to keep something like this in the base?"

The white fox gave him a speechless look. "It's in a jar. As long as you don't touch it, it'll be fine."

Zhu Peng, who was sitting near the group, ate his meal in silence, seemingly unresponsive to the conversation.

He kept repeating the actions of peeling vegetables, chewing, peeling vegetables, and chewing.