I sparked a mysterious resurgence in Marvel.

Chapter 221 Shocking Change

The song ended.

The students, who had just finished dancing, turned and left.

Erin and Gwen also left the stage with the crowd, leaving it to others who needed it.

Federal high school dances, often.

What was interesting wasn't the dancing, but the dazzling stage and some of the little incidents at the ball.

For example, shortly after Erin and Gwen left the stage.

Several young men in suits, each holding a bouquet of flowers, walked onto the stage and confessed their love to their crushes.

of course.

Such a confession doesn't necessarily guarantee a good outcome.

For example, on stage, a handsome guy is embracing a girl and preparing to dance. After receiving a confession from a tall, muscular gorilla, he turns pale with anger.

Ignoring the huge difference in their physical size, they immediately started fighting on stage.

Otherwise

If the student council officers who heard the news arrive quickly, someone else might have to be sent to a nearby hospital tonight.

Looking at the "lively" scene on the stage.

Gwen and Erin exchanged a smile.

Holding Erin's hand, Gwen led him to a secluded corner of the stadium.

"Erin".

"Um."

Turning around, Gwen looked at Erin, whose fingers were intertwined with hers, and a sweet smile appeared on her face.

"I'm very happy tonight."

"Me too."

Looking at Gwen's radiant face, as beautiful as a summer flower, a strong impulse surged within Erin, who couldn't help but lower his head and kiss Gwen's glistening, warm lips.

Faced with Erin's obvious intention to kiss him.

Gwen didn't flinch; instead, she closed her eyes with a hint of anticipation.

·····················

They were less than two meters away from Erin and his group.

Ilya, who followed closely behind Gwen, looked around with her boyfriend Brett, looking puzzled, trying to find Gwen in the bustling crowd.

"Huh, where did Gwen and the others go? I clearly saw them coming just now, how come they disappeared in the blink of an eye?"

Despite being so close, Ilya and her companion seemed oblivious to the two people nearby, unable to find each other's presence.

The two-meter distance felt like an eternity at that moment.

After searching to no avail.

Brett looked at his girlfriend with a helpless expression and said, "How about we stop looking? I guess Gwen and the others probably don't want us to bother them right now."

After hearing Brett's words, Ilya rolled her eyes.

"What are you thinking? I'm not the kind of person who's deliberately getting in the way. I'm looking for Gwen because the student council member, Bunitz, just texted me asking me to help Gwen out at the infirmary."

Brett asked, somewhat puzzled, "The infirmary? What happened? And even if something did happen, isn't there a school doctor there? What help could Gwen possibly offer at a time like this?"

Ilya said dismissively, "There's only one school doctor on duty tonight. I heard from Bunitz that there seem to be quite a few people lying in the infirmary, and Dr. Winnie is simply overwhelmed. I guess that's why Bunitz asked me to help find Gwen."

"Gwen is a top student who secured an internship at the Osborne Group in high school. Dr. Winnie even said that Gwen's medical knowledge is not much different from hers. It's not surprising that Gwen was drafted when there weren't enough people, not to mention that she is also a member of the student council."

"Okay!" Brett shrugged. "Hearing you say that, I'm somewhat glad I didn't choose to join the student council. Otherwise, I would have been constantly dragged into various tasks, and even dancing wouldn't have been peaceful."

Ilya rolled her eyes upon hearing this.

With your strong physique but simple mind, those guys in the student council who are all talk and no action probably wouldn't want you.

However, considering that Brett was her boyfriend, Ilya ultimately didn't say those words aloud.

·······································

Lips and teeth touching.

It felt like a long and suffocating century had passed.

With her face flushed and slightly oxygen-deprived, Gwen struggled to break free from Erin's embrace.

After giving Erin a disapproving glare that nearly suffocated her, Gwen looked into the distance.

Unsurprisingly, Ilya and Brett came directly into Gwen's sight.

Although she almost suffocated from Erin's breath, she could still hear some sounds coming from the side.

Looking at Ilya, who was two meters away from him, her eyes darting left and right as if she really didn't see him and Erin, two living people.

Gwen frowned slightly, then looked at Erin thoughtfully.

"What are they doing...?"

Facing Gwen's questioning gaze, Erin, whose lips still held a hint of warmth, chuckled and said, "As a magician, it's not surprising that I know a little bit of illusion magic!"

"After entering this corner, I also set up some little magic tricks outside, just in case, since I don't want to be disturbed by your best friend again tonight."

At this point, Erin glanced at the two guys not far away and said helplessly, "I didn't expect it would actually come in handy."

If Erin hadn't been prescient enough to make some preparations, they might have been interrupted by Gwen's best friend again.

In the end, Erin's tone inevitably carried a hint of resentment and displeasure.

Hearing this, Gwen became more curious about Erin's strange abilities, but also felt a pang of resentment towards her best friend.

twice.

If Erin hadn't used a trick to "block" Elena's words, she would have been "disturbed" twice by her best friend tonight.

Although she mentally made a fuss about her best friend.

But then I remembered what I had just heard.

Kind-hearted Gwen said apologetically to Erin, "Erin, something seems to have happened at the school infirmary, I'd like to go check it out..."

On prom night, she left her boyfriend to help others at the school infirmary, which, despite her reasons, still ruined Erin's prom experience that night.

but.

Before Gwen could finish speaking, Erin offered, "I'll go with you. Maybe I can help?"

Instead of being angry, Erin offered to help.

"Thank you, Erin!"

Feeling both sweet and touched, Gwen tiptoed and kissed Erin's cheek.

As for other places...

Gwen, not wanting to experience that suffocating feeling again, dares not start another fire for the time being.

After enjoying himself once more, Erin shook his head with a smile, then led Gwen out of the corner where he had been hiding.

As Erin walked out.

The illusion he had created also lost its concealment effect.

·························

"Hey, what are you guys doing here?"

Turning her head, Ilya was startled to find Gwen, whom she had been searching for, standing right next to her.

Pointing to the corner where she and Erin had just been, Gwen rolled her eyes at Ilya and said, "We've been here the whole time, you just didn't see us because you're blind."

Gwen said this with unusual self-righteousness.

After all, that's the truth; she wasn't lying.

"Right here? That's impossible, I definitely didn't see it just now..."

Ignoring Ilya, who was staring wide-eyed and looking somewhat bewildered, Gwen interrupted directly, "I already asked the student council for leave today. Since Bunitz is looking for me at this time, he must be in a hurry. I'm going to the school clinic first, so I won't talk to you anymore."

Done.

Gwen then pulled Erin straight out of the gymnasium and hurried toward the school clinic at Midtown High School.

Ilya and her boyfriend were left standing there, staring at each other, looking like they were questioning the meaning of life.

···························

On the way to the school clinic.

Gwen also saw several student council officers helping some students who were clutching their stomachs, rushing towards the school clinic.

Among the crowd, they also spotted several teachers and security guards hurrying towards the school clinic.

Upon spotting the sweating headmaster Shermore among them, Erin and Gwen exchanged a glance and immediately realized that things might be more serious than they had imagined.

When Gwen and Erin arrived at the school clinic, they found that the relatively spacious clinic at Midtown High School was already packed with people.

Apart from the men and women lying on hospital beds and on the floor, curled up, clutching their stomachs and groaning in pain.

School doctor Winnie was examining the patients without her feet touching the ground, relieving their pain.

Meanwhile, Dean of Students Shermo looked at the dozens of students lying on the floor of the school clinic with a grim expression.

"Ms. Winnie, have you found out why these people are like this? Is it... food poisoning?"

Upon hearing this, Ms. Winnie, the school doctor who had just finished examining a girl, shook her head and said, "Although the patient's symptoms are somewhat different from food poisoning, based on what I've just learned, the students all developed symptoms such as abdominal pain and dizziness after eating the food prepared for the dance... We cannot rule out the possibility of large-scale food poisoning for the time being."

"Director Shermore, before we figure out the specific cause of the illness, we should stop the students from eating the food from the dance. Otherwise, if the number of patients continues to increase, even if we have contacted several nearby hospitals to send ambulances to help, it will inevitably delay the students' best treatment time."

Before Dean of Students Shermore could speak, Charlie, the vice president of the Midtown High School student council who was standing aside directing the student council officers to help, said, "I have already had all the food from the banquet sealed off. Apart from those who have already been infected, there shouldn't be any new cases."

Although he had already devised a solution immediately, Charlie's expression was even more unpleasant than that of the headmaster, Shermore.

The food for tonight's dance was purchased by him and his team.

Now that something has happened, he is undoubtedly to blame.

Putting aside other things.

After today, those people lying on the ground will definitely curse him to the core.

This incident will be a major stain on his resume and may even affect Yale University's evaluation of his resume.

of course.

At this moment, apart from Charlie himself, probably no one else cares what he will face next.

Upon hearing that the student council had sealed off all the food from the dance, Dean of Students Shermo breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, Winnie, the school nurse who also breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and saw Gwen walking into the school clinic.

Upon seeing Gwen, Ms. Winnie's eyes lit up, and she immediately asked Gwen to help examine and record some of the students who were moaning.

After Gwen was pulled away by the school doctor, Ms. Winnie.

Erin turned his gaze and saw Doug Wong, a chubby boy, lying on a hospital bed, curled up, sweating profusely from the pain, and unable to make a sound.

"Big Dog? What's he doing lying here too?"

Erin might not care about others, but he certainly wouldn't be indifferent to his friend, the chubby Doug.

Lifting his leg, he squeezed through the gaps in the crowd lying on the ground and walked to the side of the chubby Doug. Erin found that Doug's condition was even worse than he had imagined.

Under the stimulation of pain, the chubby Doug seemed to have fallen into a semi-comatose state.

And beneath his undone clothes, his usually soft and flabby belly slowly swelled up right under Erin's nose.

"This is·······"

Looking at the obvious bulges under the little fat boy's belly, and the unusually rapid bloating of his stomach.

Erin's eyes narrowed.

His eyes quickly darkened, his gaze seemingly penetrating Doug's soft belly and entering his rapidly swollen abdomen.

Three seconds later.

After Ailin used her spiritual vision to barely see the situation inside the little fat boy's stomach...

Erin's expression changed, and a look of shock flashed in her eyes.

What he saw inside the big dog's belly just now was nothing other than mushrooms, or rather spores, growing rapidly like tiny umbrellas.

These mushrooms or roe-like plants not only failed to be digested by the little fat man's stomach acid, but instead grew wildly in his stomach.

The wispy mycelium, like roots, pierced into the blood vessels in the little fat boy's stomach, constantly sucking blood and drawing deadly nutrients from his body to fuel its growth.

At this moment, the fully formed mushrooms and spores inside the dog's abdomen had filled his stomach to a bulge.

Let these spores continue to grow.

Putting aside the possibility that the chubby boy might be drained of his blood and nutrients by these spores and turn into a dried-up corpse, the rapidly growing mushrooms alone would burst his stomach, or even his abdomen, causing him to die on the spot.

(End of this chapter)