The "Survival on the Train" game has bugs, it's really laggy!

Chen Jia finished her explanation in one breath, but fell silent as she stared at the chat interface that remained unlit.

She still held onto a sliver of hope, just in case, just in case the person on the other side of the screen really had a solution?

After all, being able to describe one's symptoms so accurately is not something an ordinary person can do.

Su Yuan was also pondering, as he was rapidly processing the massive amount of information Chen Jia had brought.

Based on Chen Jia's description and the aura he sensed when dealing with Janice, this "God of Plague" seems to be stronger or more influential than the "Mad God Azik" he encountered.

Of course, it's also possible that the two evil gods influence the world in different ways.

Azik's power leans more towards individual madness and flesh mutation, while this plague god selects believers through widespread viral transmission and survival of the fittest, playing the game of social Darwinism.

"It's always like this; they just shut up when faced with a difficult question..."

Chen Jia looked at the gray expanse and sighed softly.

She felt her strength being drained away little by little, and she didn't even have the strength to sit up straight.

She slowly slid from the table to the cold floor, hugged her knees, and buried her head in them.

That's it. Just quietly waiting to die is a kind of relief.

Just as her consciousness began to blur and she was about to give up thinking, the chat interface lit up again.

It was sent by Su Yuan.

"Do you still have that bottle? If so, could you give it to me? Also, do you have any containers that could collect some blood for me?"

Chen Jia was stunned when she saw this message.

Bottle? Blood?

She subconsciously touched her chest; the glass bottle containing the "antidote" was still cold against her skin.

As for the blood... she looked down at the festering, oozing wounds on her body, where green blood was slowly seeping out, emitting a sweet, rotten smell.

"The bottle is still here... but what do you need my blood for?"

Chen Jia's fingertip hovered over the screen. She hesitated for a long time before typing the next line.

Aren't you afraid of getting infected?

Su Yuan replied almost instantly.

"I'm not afraid; it's just about sacrificing myself for science."

Upon seeing this reply, Chen Jia almost burst out laughing in anger.

Sacrificing yourself for science? Dude, do you think this is a lab research project? This thing can kill you!

She took a deep breath and typed, "I have no grudge against you and don't want to harm you before I die. You should stay away from me."

It wasn't that she was overly compassionate; it was simply that she had personally experienced that kind of despair and didn't want anyone else to go through it.

Su Yuan: "It's alright. I asked for it myself, so I can't blame anyone else."

Chen Jia looked at the screen and could almost see the indifferent expression on the man's face on the other side.

A nameless fire suddenly welled up inside her.

Is this guy truly fearless, or is he out of his mind?

"What if I kill you? What if I lose merit in the underworld? I want to be reborn into a better life..."

She didn't know why she said such a thing; perhaps people always become a little eccentric when faced with death.

Su Yuan was silent for a moment, seemingly baffled by her peculiar train of thought.

A few seconds later, his message came again.

"If you ask me, you've been targeted by an evil god. Whether you'll even get to the underworld after you die is another matter. But really, no problem. Give me some of your blood, and that bottle too. Maybe I can help."

Can you help?

Chen Jia's heart skipped a beat.

Although she was told by her rational mind that it was impossible, the words "I might be able to help" were like a lifeline, making her heart, which had already sunk to the bottom, involuntarily rise a little higher.

She gave a wry smile, thinking to herself with a touch of self-deprecation, "I really am stubborn as a mule."

"Are you really insisting on having it?"

"certainly."

Su Yuan answered without the slightest hesitation.

Chen Jia sighed, as if she had resigned herself to her fate.

"I'm so hungry and thirsty..."

Su Yuan: "Draw my blood on an empty stomach first, isn't that how hospitals do it? I won't take it for free, I'll give you some food and water as payment later."

Hospital……

When Chen Jia heard this word, it felt like a lifetime had passed.

She had almost forgotten what it felt like to queue up for registration at the hospital.

"Okay... then..."

She dragged her heavy body, struggled to get up from the ground, and walked to the table.

There was an empty glass bottle on the table, which she had just finished drinking from. She pulled out the cork and then lifted the tattered cloth that was stuck to her flesh and blood on her arm.

An even stronger stench wafted over.

Without even looking, she aimed the largest abscess on her arm at the bottle opening and then squeezed it hard with the fingers of her other hand.

"Pfft!"

A thick, green liquid, mixed with black blood clots, was squeezed into the glass bottle all at once.

The excruciating pain shot through Chen Jia, but she was already numb.

She collected about half a bottle with a blank expression, then found a relatively clean cloth and forcefully plugged the bottle opening.

After doing all this, she felt even weaker.

Chen Jia took one last look at the bottle containing her "poisoned blood" and sent a final confirmation in the chat box.

Are you sure you want it?

"I really don't have a good container here, there might be a risk of leakage..."

"Still want it!"

Su Yuan's answer was as crisp and decisive as ever.

After sighing, Chen Jia initiated a transaction request.

[Transaction successful!]

After confirming the transaction, Su Yuan kept his promise and also traded some food and water.

And as he had hoped, an ominous glass bottle appeared in his warehouse.

It must be said that Chen Jia was not lying.

The moment the transaction was completed, something unexpected happened in Su Yuan's car!

Inside the driver's cab, the small fire, which was working at full speed to melt down the scrap computer, was reacting most violently!

Its platinum-white flames, which had been burning fiercely after consuming the heavy oil seaweed, suddenly turned into a strange, ghastly green in an instant!

The entire driver's cab was bathed in this green light, making it look like a ghostly realm!

"It can even affect flames? This poison is definitely not ordinary!"

[Waaah~] Little Fire's flames flickered: [Master, what did you bring back this time? I...I can't take it anymore...]

"It's alright, hang in there, Xiao Huo!" Su Yuan comforted him before taking out the glass bottle.

[Name: The glass bottle containing the blood curse of the Flesh Trialer Sequence Nine "Plague Aggregate"]

[Quality: unknown]

[Entries: Origin of Plague (Unknown), Decay (Unknown), Decay (Unknown), Death (Unknown)]

[Note: This is the condensation of all calamities, a hymn to the end of life. Mortals who touch it will die, and even gods will turn pale at the mere mention of it.]

The moment he saw these terms clearly, countless bizarre and fantastical images flashed through Su Yuan's mind.

He saw the distant primitive era, the fear and confusion in the eyes of the ancient ape-men when they first faced the rotting corpses of their companions.

He saw medieval Europe, where the Black Death raged, and countless plague doctors wearing bird-beak masks wandered through the desolate cities, only to watch helplessly as life withered away in agony.

He saw a modern hospital, where cold instruments beeped and eventually lined up, signaling the end of a life.

plague!

From the very beginning of life, it has been ever-present; it is chaos, decay, despair, and the most naked mockery of all order!

Su Yuan took a deep breath and forcibly broke free from those illusions.

He finally understood why Chen Jia said that the mysterious person called her a "qualified vessel".

The thing inside her wasn't a simple virus at all, but a collection of countless plague concepts! It was a highly concentrated form of the power of the so-called "God of Plague"!

Even at the initial stage of Sequence Nine, it contains such terrifying power. Fire is supposed to be able to suppress some poisons, but Xiao Huo was still greatly affected.

Although Su Yuan had intermediate-level toxin resistance and an extraordinary physique, this indirect pollution did not affect him much, but he could still feel that his body was being frantically invaded by an invisible force.

"But...you've come at the perfect time!"

Su Yuan looked at the ominous words on the bottle, but instead of fear, his eyes gleamed with excitement.

He discovered that although these entries were all marked "unknown," they were not as untouchable as the "rules"!

In other words, he can use the "Perfect Stitching" talent to extract them!