Extreme germ phobia

Chapter 297 Drawing fire from the bottom of the cauldron
The incident happened suddenly, but no one questioned Ouyang's reminder; everyone put on their protective masks as quickly as possible.

Lu Wei roared, "Everyone, get out of the confined environment as quickly as possible, quick!"

The mask was designed to protect against spores, but whether it would actually work against phacoemulsification was still unknown. He dared not take the risk and had to prioritize the safety of his team members.

Ouyang didn't even have time to put on a mask, and he grabbed Luohan and ran uphill as fast as he could.

He knew that spores were heavier than air, but he didn't know anything about the phagocytic substance. However, he instinctively felt that he should run upwards.

Even if it's lighter than air, the Apostles will find ways to make the phalloidin settle down, making it easier to release and spread.

Luo Han wanted to wear it, but Ou Yang held him back like a puppet, and he never had the chance.

The two of them had just rushed down from the rooftop, and now they had to run back!

After going up two more floors in one go, the spore smell lingering in his nose was significantly reduced, and Ouyang immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Only after rushing to the rooftop did Ouyang release Luohan and take deep breaths.

Because of the inhalation of phagocytogen, he was very clear-headed, and even the fatigue from rushing up more than ten floors was much less than he had imagined.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully it was only a small amount; if the amount inhaled had reached the critical point, he probably would have already started hallucinating.

After a short while, Ouyang caught his breath and straightened up with his hands on his hips.

The Arhat was in a much worse state, lying on the ground in a spread-eagle position, his chest heaving violently like a broken bellows.

Wearing full armor, he climbed more than ten floors at the speed of a 100-meter sprint!

He considered himself to be in pretty good physical condition, but at first he could keep up with Ouyang's pace. However, after a short while, he became short of breath and his vision went black. He only managed to break through because Ouyang held him back.

Finally, when he stopped panting, he propped himself up on his arms and sat up, looking at Ou Yang as if he were a monster.

This guy has amazing stamina!
Ou Yang wanted to ask about the others, but worried that replying would affect his running. After waiting for more than half a minute, Lu Wei finally came through the radio, asking breathlessly, "Luo...Luo Han, how...how are you two?"

“We’re both fine, we’re back on the rooftop,” Luohan said.

"N-nothing's alright!" Lu Wei plopped down on the ground. "I can't take it anymore, let me catch my breath!"

Ouyang had recovered to about 70-80% and was about to ask what to do about the hostages when he heard the gunfire in the distance become more intense, with explosions coming one after another.

It's impossible for phagocytosis to spread so quickly; the only explanation is that the apostles released the poison in multiple locations simultaneously!

Suddenly, the roar of an engine came from the street not far away. Ou Yang quickly walked to the edge of the rooftop and just saw a sports car rush onto the sidewalk, crash into the wall with a loud bang, and explode into a rising fireball, burning into the frame in the blink of an eye.

No one escaped from the car.

Before the car accident, there wasn't a soul in that place, but after the accident, a group of old Americans suddenly appeared.

The two elderly Americans disregarded the danger and rushed forward like a whirlwind to put out the fire and rescue people.

Several other men and women suddenly burst into laughter, then paired up and danced around the burning sports car, seemingly treating it as a bonfire.

There was also an old man standing on the street, smiling and performing a pancake BBQ. I don't know if he was a street vendor selling barbecue or the head chef at a family gathering.

From an angle that Ouyang couldn't see, another group of Americans were engaged in a street shootout, with the shooting scene only a few dozen meters away from the car accident scene.

In nearby buildings, many elderly Americans cautiously peered out of their windows to observe the scene.

They had long been aware of the power of pneumocystis pneumonia through various channels, but no one had heard of pneumocystis toxin. Witnessing this scene, they all assumed that a large-scale local outbreak had occurred.

Warships far out at sea received dual warnings from both satellites and drones.

Reconnaissance revealed several severely out-of-control and chaotic areas in the city of Shystone. After marking these areas on a map, it was found that one-tenth of the city was in varying degrees of chaos.

The situation in half of these areas took a sharp turn for the worse not long ago, with the critical point being 10:22 a.m.

Moreover, at this point in time, our own drones detected a special signal from the Apostle Communication Network!

Further investigation confirmed that the apostles had secretly stored phagocytic fungi in multiple locations throughout the city, and what we detected was the signal of phagocytic fungi release!

While the previous chaos was merely caused by the explosion, the current situation in the city is truly one of utter chaos.

Only a very small number of people knew that this was a biological attack carried out by the apostles; the vast majority of people thought that an outbreak had occurred in Xiushidun.

At this very moment, countless Americans are cursing the city hall for making irresponsible decisions. They rush out of their homes, determined to leave the dangerous city as quickly as possible.

There is no doubt that widespread panic is more damaging than phacoemulsification itself.

The warship immediately ordered its units within the city to remain on high alert and await reinforcements!
Before, when things weren't so chaotic, as long as you were fast enough, you could easily break out of the city; but now the situation is getting more and more serious, so it's better to be more conservative.

However, while other approaches can be conservative, Ouyang's approach cannot.

Blackie and Old Black, two groups of people entered the office in succession. This is one of the core locations where the apostles release the hallucinogen. The longer they wait, the more dangerous it will be for the hostages!

As expected, intense gunfire suddenly erupted in the office, causing panic among everyone, both in front and behind.

The recent swarm bombardment not long ago not only dealt with Old Mi, but also shocked Blackie and Old Black.

Their mouths were dry, and they swallowed in unison.

The couple who had hidden only heard the explosion but didn't know what had happened. They anxiously pricked up their ears, listening carefully to the sounds outside.

Blackie had no intention of giving up and continued the search.

Old Hei couldn't withstand the pressure and rushed out of the basement, making such a commotion that it alerted Blackie, who was searching everywhere.

On one side was the lurking, dynamic organization, and on the other side was the local police. The two sides were originally enemies. When they met on a narrow road, Lao Hei shot and killed Hei Pi without saying a word.

"Go, go, go!" the dreadlocks shouted, clearly not wanting to fight the police to the death.

Where there is life, there is hope.

The more chaotic the city, the more these rats who can only hide in the sewers thrive. He's not crazy, so why would he fight the police at a time like this?

Dreadlocks didn't want to fight, but muscular Black didn't think so. He rushed forward, snatched Blackie's equipment, and then gleefully started causing trouble for other Blackies.

The other black men each had their own agendas, but very few were willing to go with Dreadlocks. The vast majority wanted to fight to the death with Blackie. As long as they took down these police officers, they could seize a large amount of police equipment and make a fortune.

Old Hei was already a desperate criminal, and unknowingly he was affected by the hallucinogen. Some people have begun to fantasize about suddenly mutating like the superheroes in the movies, imagining themselves slaughtering everyone and being invincible.

There's no way around it, I've watched too many superhero movies, it's bound to have some side effects.

Because the Black Skins were conducting a dispersed search, they initially suffered some setbacks, but they immediately adjusted their strategy, using their communication advantage to gather their scattered personnel together and launch a fierce counterattack.

The underground activists are best at bullying the weak. I've never even heard of any tactics or teamwork. If I had to say they exist, it would be from movies.

The dark-skinned ones are different; they are all well-trained and work in perfect harmony. Even if they inhale the hallucinogen, most of them will enter a battle illusion.

This is their profession, and various tactics have long been ingrained in their bones. Overall, they are in a much better position than the Blacks. Although it's not a one-sided crushing victory, they still have an absolute advantage.

The burly black man who was the first to charge was shot more than a dozen times, and even in death he was still immersed in the illusion that he was about to be resurrected and slaughter everyone.

Just then, Dafei piloted a drone into the office and captured footage of the firefight between the two sides. Lu Wei was frantic, constantly asking, "Have you seen our people? Have you seen our people?"

Dafei broke out in a cold sweat as the drone swooped and swooped in the confined space, trying to find the hostage, or at least find out if he was dead or alive, and who had taken his place.

In the rush, a mistake was made. As the drone passed through a door, the black-skinned man guarding there suddenly reversed his grip on his rifle and swung it violently, knocking the drone apart in mid-air. He then excitedly high-fived the air and twisted his waist in a hip-bumping motion.

This dark-skinned man, who used to play baseball, imagined the drone as a ball flying towards him, celebrating his home run.

Just as the Blackie was about to wipe out Old Black, one of the Blackies, for some unknown reason, suddenly opened fire on his comrades. The once united Blackie split up, with everyone attacking each other, and the whole group instantly descended into chaos.

Lu Wei, unaware of what had happened, was nearly driven mad with anxiety: "No, we can't wait any longer!"

Ou Yang sighed helplessly, "Even if the fungal agent evaporates quickly, it can't do it this fast. How are we supposed to get in?"

"I'll think of a way!" Lu Wei immediately contacted the warship and called for support.

Twelve nautical miles off the coastline, a large warship with a flat deck received orders to pull two pre-disguised medium-sized drones to the catapult position as quickly as possible.

Moments later, the drone was launched and flew low over the sea toward Xiushidun.

Lu Wei received the message and waited anxiously for two minutes before the drone flew over the office and dropped several incendiary bombs around it.

The explosion was not intense, but the flames burned fiercely. The high temperature caused a large amount of phacoemulsification to become ineffective, while the rising hot air and the replenishment of cold air created a small-scale air convection, which further diluted the concentration of phacoemulsification.

The time has come!

Five drones took off simultaneously from two rooftops, transporting everyone to the office rooftop as quickly as possible, with each person wearing a protective face mask.

Including Ouyang.

He quietly lifted his mask and sniffed; the air was filled with a burnt smell, but the spore smell was very faint.

The gunfire inside the office had stopped. Lu Wei didn't dare to be careless and led the way in, shooting at anyone he saw without holding back.

Surprisingly, the office was filled with the corpses of Blackie and Old Black, and in some areas there were only Blackie's bodies and no Old Black, which seemed to indicate that Blackie had an internal conflict.

"Finish him off!" Lu Wei coldly uttered two words.

Without hesitation, the group quickly dispersed, and unless someone's head was blown off, they would finish off the rest of the corpses, dead or alive.

Unexpectedly, the gunfire attracted the remaining Blackie, and after a brief exchange, the combat team wiped out the enemy.

Dafei found the wreckage of the drone, but the group couldn't find Dr. Zhuo.

Ou Yang discovered that the power supply was still normal and immediately thought of the internal monitoring system.

After contacting the authorities, Lu Wei successfully obtained the control password and entered the monitoring system to find out where Dr. Zhuo was.

The timing of the two entering the office is clear. Starting from the main entrance, the camera continuously switches between shots until the two are finally seen hiding in the kitchen cabinets.

"Found it!" Lu Wei took off running into the kitchen.

Worried that the two might have weapons, he stopped outside the cabinet and gave them a heads-up: "Dr. Zhuo, I'm here to pick you up!"

There was no reaction from inside the cabinet. Lu Wei's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly opened the cabinet door.

Dr. Zhuo and his female companion slumped softly in the cabinet, motionless.

Lu Wei's vision went black, and he quickly pulled the two people out: "Medic, quickly check on them, what happened?"

The medic quickly rushed to the front and checked the patient's breathing; there was breath!
He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then checked his carotid artery again; it was normal.

Finally, I looked at the pupils by lifting the eyelids, and there were no problems.

"He's alright," the medic said.

Lu Wei breathed a sigh of relief, but he was also a little confused: "Then why did they both faint? Could it be that they were suffocating in the comb?"

The medic shook his head: "I don't know either, we need to check carefully!"

Regardless of the circumstances, the people had been rescued. Under Lu Wei's command, everyone immediately moved the two people to the rooftop.

The medic tried pinching their philtrum and patting their backs, but no matter what he did, the two of them didn't budge.

Ou Yang felt something was wrong. The smell of spores at the scene had indeed faded considerably, but it was only faint, not nonexistent.

Based on the effects of the spores, we can conclude that this stuff can cause hallucinations if used in large quantities, but can have an invigorating effect if inhaled in small amounts!
In other words, since both of them are breathing normally, they should wake up easily.

Ouyang suddenly noticed that the doctor's hand was clenched into a fist, as if he was holding something in his palm.

He carefully pried it open, and a glass medicine bottle, no bigger than half a finger, slipped into his palm.

Everyone froze, and Ou Yang exclaimed in surprise, "They didn't drink drugs, did they? I mean, they were prepared, they discovered the spread of the phalloidin, so they drank anesthetic!"

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned.

Luo Han couldn't help but exclaim, "Good heavens, that's a brilliant move!"

No matter how strong the hallucinogenic effect of phagocytosine is, as long as you anesthetize yourself beforehand, you don't have to worry about falling into a hallucination, and you won't say or do anything inappropriate.

This is truly a great way to deal with illusions!

The medic picked up the medicine bottle, and Xin opened her mask to smell it: "It's too pungent, I can't smell what it is."

Lu Wei frowned: "How did those two know about the hallucinogen?"

Ou Yang shrugged: "Then you'll have to ask the two of them."

Regardless of the circumstances, the person is still alive, and how to treat them afterward is beyond Lu Wei's control.

He immediately requested permission from his superiors, and after receiving it, secured two drones to the ground: "Seven people, five drones, I'm the team leader, I'll stay..."

"I'll stay too!" Rohan hugged his gun tightly.

The medic and Dafei both insisted on staying. Lu Wei was about to speak when Ou Yang said, "The three of you go, I'll stay!"

The three of them naturally refused, all feeling that Ouyang was not a soldier and that no one should keep him.

Ou Yang didn't waste his breath arguing with them. He simply and decisively took action, pulling Luo Han under the drone and securing him like a chick.

Luohan looked utterly dejected.

If I can't beat him in a fight and can't break free, I can't just shoot this freak twice, can I?

Ouyang patted his head and said, "You two do it yourselves, or I'll help you!"

Dafei and the medic exchanged a glance and obediently boarded the drone.

"That's more like it!" Ouyang chuckled mischievously. "Let's take off!"

(End of this chapter)