Chapter 224
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Xiyang City.
Lou Yan stood in front of the sink, bending over to scoop up cold water to wash his face.
The face that felt abnormally hot cooled slightly under the effect of the cold water. Lou Yan straightened up, and the cold water slid down his smooth cheeks and into his collar. He looked at Fu Xuezhou, who was leaning against the wall behind him, and coughed softly, “We’re both infected with the plague, Fu Xuezhou.”
Fu Xuezhou looked up, his pale face also showing some abnormal rosy color, and he lazily uttered a “Mmm” from his throat.
As long as they breathe in the air infected by the plague ghost, they will be infected with the plague. As expected, after Lou Yan and Fu Xuezhou dealt with the anomalies and cultists inside the Qitian Building, they were already infected with the plague.
Lou Yan looked at his reflection in the mirror with interest, “My body temperature should be above 38 degrees Celsius, I’m starting to feel weak, my throat hurts, and I have a bit of a headache.”
He stuck out his tongue, his lips burning red under the high temperature, and his tongue also abnormally bright red. Lou Yan retracted his tongue and rubbed the inside of his cheeks on both sides, still bleeding.
Fu Xuezhou walked up behind Lou Yan, his height about half a head taller than Lou Yan’s. Lou Yan frowned as he met the gaze of the silver-haired man through the mirror; he was already considered tall among men, so what did Fu Xuezhou even eat to manage to become even taller than him by several centimeters?
Fu Xuezhou reached out and touched Lou Yan’s cheek. His palm was hot, and his voice was slightly hoarse, as if he had just gotten out of bed, “Does it hurt?”
“Not really.”
Lou Yan frowned, trying to avoid Fu Xuezhou’s hand by turning his head, but Fu Xuezhou followed him like a shadow, even going so far as to excessively rub Lou Yan’s lips with his thumb.
Lou Yan impatiently said, “Your hand is too hot, don’t touch me.”
“But your face is very cold, and your lips are cold too,” Fu Xuezhou said with a slight smile, “It makes me feel very comfortable.”
Lou Yan snapped his fingers, and a stream of cold water poured over Fu Xuezhou’s head, soaking him. He turned to Fu Xuezhou with a deadpan expression, “Is it more comfortable now?”
“… “
Fu Xuezhou brushed back his wet silver hair, revealing sharp brows and a full forehead as he gazed at Lou Yan with a hint of depth in his eyes.
Lou Yan chuckled before putting on a serious expression. “Stop fooling around. You mentioned before that you could kill the Plague Ghost. How exactly do you do it?”
The plague spread by the Plague Ghost was too potent; infected individuals would die within 24 hours. The only way to survive was to kill the Plague Ghost itself within that timeframe, which would make the virus on the infected person disappear.
Fu Xuezhou took off his clothes to wring out the water, revealing the beautifully contoured muscles on his back. Without the white T-shirt of Shin Chan, the silver-haired man regained his handsome appearance reminiscent of a high-end model. He said lightly, “I’ve been killed by the Plague Ghost many times. Once, when I was almost killed by it again, I awakened my Anomaly Domain. I used the Anomaly Domain to kill the Plague Ghost. But after the Plague Ghost died, my Anomaly Domain was also affected by it and became the dangerous state it is now.”
Lou Yan pondered for a moment. “So, are you planning to use the Anomaly Domain to kill the Plague Ghost this time as well?”
“Yeah.”
Fu Xuezhou wrung out the water and put the T-shirt back on, then whispered the plan to Lou Yan’s ear. A smile gradually spread across Lou Yan’s lips as he nodded in agreement.
***
Blood mist pervaded the air, and every breath could infect people with deadly bacteria.
Lou Yan and Fu Xuezhou left the Qitian Building and went their separate ways to find the plague ghost.
The blood mist obscured people’s vision, and Lou Yan hadn’t found the plague ghost yet in the fog when he himself was infected and fell ill first. His expression changed, and he hurriedly turned back, but after just a few steps, he painfully clutched his abdomen and knelt down on the ground, the pain becoming increasingly severe. After a moment, Lou Yan couldn’t bear it and fainted on the ground, curling up into a ball.
The fog was quiet, and after an unknown amount of time, the coughing of an old man suddenly sounded.
“Cough cough…”
A shriveled, hunched old man emerged from the mist, slowly walking towards Lou Yan with a cane. He was wearing a set of clothes that were about to turn black with disease, and his face was covered with large and small pustules. When the old man reached Lou Yan’s side, he reached out his withered hand towards Lou Yan.
But before its fingers could touch Lou Yan, a dark shadow suddenly appeared behind it and released the Domain without hesitation towards the plague ghost.
The plague ghost turned around in astonishment, meeting Fu Xuezhou’s cold and calm expression, and the next moment, it was covered by the Domain.
Fu Xuezhou retracted the Domain, his face visibly paler, and he squatted down to try to help Lou Yan up, but his whole body suddenly swayed.
Lou Yan abruptly opened his eyes, immediately sitting up from the ground like nothing had happened, and timely grabbed Fu Xuezhou’s arm, “Are you okay?”
Fu Xuezhou opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, blood flowed from his lips. This was just the beginning; countless streams of blood flowed from Fu Xuezhou’s facial features, and numerous pus-filled blisters appeared and burst on his skin, spreading yellow pus and blood all over his body in an instant.
Lou Yan watched in shock as Fu Xuezhou seemed to be in pain, trembling physiologically all over. But he still lifted his hand and covered Lou Yan’s eyes with the intact palm of his hand, his voice breathless and trembling but remarkably calm, “Don’t look.”
Lou Yan asked urgently and quickly, “Why? What’s wrong with you?! Is this the price you paid for killing the plague ghost with the Domain?!”
“Yeah,” Fu Xuezhou’s tone remained calm and rational, “It’s ugly, don’t look.”
Lou Yan clenched his fists, feeling as if he couldn’t breathe properly. He hoarsely said, “Ugly my *ss, let me see you, Fu Xuezhou.”
Fu Xuezhou seemed to smile, or maybe he just drew in a cold breath, “Wait a moment before you look.”
Lou Yan gritted his teeth, leaving marks on his lips from biting them. He no longer insisted on seeing Fu Xuezhou, but his ears perked up, closely monitoring the changes in Fu Xuezhou’s breathing.
Counting to 500, Fu Xuezhou finally released Lou Yan’s hand covering his eyes.
At this moment, the blood mist in the air had disappeared, and Fu Xuezhou’s skin no longer had blisters, but the second stage of the disease had begun—internal organ damage. Blood began to ooze from every sweat gland on Fu Xuezhou’s body.
Fu Xuezhou’s clothes were already so dirty that they were unrecognizable, and his silver hair was dyed half red and half silver by the blood, making him a true blood man.
Lou Yan’s face darkened. He wanted to help Fu Xuezhou up, but Fu Xuezhou refused his touch, slowly standing up from the ground on his own, “During this phase of digesting the plague ghost, the blood I shed carries the virus, so don’t touch me.”
Lou Yan frowned, “Then how are you going to walk? You seem to have no strength left.”
Fu Xuezhou looked around and fixed his gaze on a tree nearby.
Following his gaze, Lou Yan saw a long and straight branch under the tree, resembling a sword. Fu Xuezhou scrutinized the branch and nodded slightly, “This branch is not bad, it can be used as a cane.”
Lou Yan: “…”
Do men remain young until they die?
He looked at the branch and then at Fu Xuezhou’s slightly satisfied expression. With a wry smile, he picked up the branch and handed it to Fu Xuezhou, but he didn’t let Fu Xuezhou really use it as a cane to support himself. He barged into a nearby house and found a thick blanket to wrap Fu Xuezhou in, then princess-carried Fu Xuezhou.
Fu Xuezhou had no sense of shame whatsoever, calmly allowing Lou Yan to carry him, and even said to Lou Yan, “It’s not as comfortable as on your back.”
Lou Yan: “… Don’t be too shameless.”
Fu Xuezhou tilted his head, his narrow eyes squinting, looking like he was contemplating something.
Shameless?
Lou Yan didn’t see his expression. He flew into the sky with the help of the wind.
Not knowing the situation outside, and didn’t want to waste any more time, he used the wind to rise to a certain height. Lou Yan extended his hand towards Xiyang City below while holding Fu Xuezhou in his arms.
This hand had just been washed with water, with fingertips and joints slightly red, completely clean and nothing like a hand capable of killing people or anomalies.
Fu Xuezhou looked at this hand with its beautiful artistic qualities, slightly lost in thought, and the pain all over his body seemed to ease.
But the anomalies in Xiyang City couldn’t appreciate the beauty of this hand at all; they only felt as if their hearts were being enveloped by something. Panic-stricken, they raised their heads and looked towards Lou Yan, who stood in the sky like a god.
Lou Yan smiled, tightening his hand slowly.
Who says blood doesn’t count as “water”?
The hearts of all the anomalies in Xiyang City suddenly exploded, and the sound of their miserable screams echoed from all directions, filling the entire city.
“Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!”
The anomalies exploded into clusters of bloody mist, turning the entire Xiyang City blood-red again.
Lou Yan quickly turned around, taking Fu Xuezhou away from this cage city.
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