Extreme germ phobia

Chapter 31 By any means necessary
The shameless comparative experiment finally ended. Back in the dungeon, Jamie's attitude took a 180-degree turn.

Ou Yang understood his feelings very well. If it weren't for him, Jamie wouldn't have suffered so much. He did have reason to hate him.

But Ou Yang also seemed innocent: It’s not me who forced you to be experimented on. If you want to hate someone, you should hate the doctor and the bearded man. Who the hell did I offend?

I have to say that Jamie's train of thought is quite weird. The two people who should have shared the same hatred for the enemy actually became enemies!
The experiment on the first day was just an appetizer. In the following period of time, Ou Yang was forced to participate in various experiments designed by the doctor, and being experimented on became his daily routine.

Sometimes it was just him, sometimes he had Jamie with him.

Ou Yang had to repeatedly experience the feeling of various reagents being used on himself; witness with his own eyes the process of his cells proliferating in the culture medium, then being parasitized by fungi, and the hyphae gradually growing all over the culture medium; watch his blood separate into various components, and then drip into the culture medium one by one, observing what changes occur in the hyphae.

No matter what kind of experimental project he went through, as long as he inhaled the spores, Ouyang's pain sensation would become very dull and his recovery speed would be much faster than before.

Jamie is different. His old injuries have not healed yet and he has new injuries. He is not infected by the fungus, but he is almost going crazy because of the torture by the doctor.

The doctor's methods became more and more perverted. He first implanted mycelium on the wounds of the two people, then made them inhale a large amount of spores, and even forced them to swallow the mycelium alive.

In the end, both of them were fine, which made the doctor very disappointed.

Ou Yang kept trying to figure out the doctor's thoughts and guess what he would do next, but he never expected that the doctor would actually set his sights on Shirley.

He first injected Shirley with Jamie's serum, and the originally irritable Shirley quickly calmed down; after changing to Ouyang's serum, it had no effect.

"How is that possible?" This result was completely contrary to the doctor's prediction, making him lose all confidence.

Then this old man came up with a new idea and injected Shirley's serum into Ouyang and Jamie in turn.

This time, Jamie quickly began to experience hallucinations, auditory hallucinations, and talking to himself; Ouyang also felt uncomfortable all over, and his head was buzzing as if he had been punched.

When the abnormal feeling subsided, Ou Yang suddenly became furious and cursed the doctor as a good-for-nothing. Could the serum be lost so easily?
Besides cursing, I also felt a little worried.

He wasn't sure whether the abnormality was due to the transfused serum or the fungal toxins contained in the serum.

But one thing is certain, that is, he can resist the toxins produced by fungi in the body, but he is not as resistant to imported foreign toxins.

The reason is not difficult to guess: the fungus that parasitizes on his body has its toxin production process interrupted at some stage, causing the toxicity to weaken or become ineffective; while the fungal toxin extracted from Shirley is the complete version, so resistance is naturally impossible.

However, the doctor was still very dissatisfied with the result. He gave the bearded man a few instructions. The latter nodded and left the bunker. Not long after, he brought back a moderately infected person named Torre.

The kind that feels lucid for a while and confused the next.

There's a new member in the dungeon.

This guy's condition is quite strange. When he is sober, he says he is a university lecturer teaching philosophy.

Once the disease occurs, histrionic personality will be triggered.

Or, with a determined look on their face, they could give a passionate speech as if they were standing on a stage under the spotlight: "I have a dream!"

Or with a cynical expression: "Genius is 99% perspiration and 1% inspiration, but that 1% inspiration is far more important than the 99% perspiration!"

Then he acted wisely and said, "Give me a fulcrum, and I can move the earth!"

Torre regained consciousness quickly after receiving Jamie's serum, but Ouyang's serum had little effect, mirroring Shirley's. The doctor was completely stunned and immediately launched into another round of research.

Ou Yang's heart was filled with alarm. If everything was in line with the doctor's expectations, both the experimental time and quantity would be controlled within the plan; but once such an abnormal situation occurred, the doctor would greatly increase the number of experiments.

In other words, he and Jamie are bound to face a new round of abuse.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye. There was no worry about food and drink in the bunker, and the continuous experiments made Ou Yang gradually irritable.

Another early morning at Brown Bear City International Airport.

Brigadier General Mondo stood at the window, looking down at the foggy airport, his eyes heavy and melancholy.

It has been a few days since he took office. Both he and the US military have tried their best to control the epidemic, but the epidemic has taken a sharp turn for the worse like an avalanche, rapidly falling into a bottomless abyss.

He kept reflecting on the military's deployment and his own arrangements, but could not find any obvious mistakes.

A sudden knock on the door interrupted Mondo's thoughts, and he responded calmly, "Come in!"

The sergeant who knocked on the door entered and saluted: "Your Excellency General, we have accurate intelligence that the criminals who kidnapped No. 13 are in an abandoned factory near Binhu District!"

Brigadier General Mondo turned around suddenly and said, "Tell me clearly where it is!"

"Here!" The sergeant pointed out the specific location on the map.

Mondo cheered up and put on his mask. "Notify the guys in the combat group. I need them to leave immediately. I don't care what method they use. In short, we must make those thugs who dared to attack us pay a heavy price!"

At the command, armored vehicles loaded with American soldiers set off quickly and disappeared in the fog in a blink of an eye.

Hope everything goes well!
Mundo thought.

At the same time, in a building a few hundred meters away from the factory, a guy dressed like a modern Indian, his body covered with cloth strips and his face painted with various colors of oil paint, was staring at the factory with hatred in his eyes.

"Are you sure that group is hiding here?" he asked.

"I'm absolutely sure!" said a Mohawk man wearing pierced clothes and wearing black eye circles nearby. "I saw their car drive in with my own eyes, and they go in and out all day long, but there's no one in the factory. So they must be hiding here!"

The Indian turned suddenly and asked: "Have you been in there?"

There was clearly something wrong with Mohigan's logic, but he didn't doubt it at all.

"Of course!" Mohican shrugged, "But don't worry, I disguised it very well."

"Asshole!" the Indian was furious. "I've stressed this many times: absolutely, ...

"They didn't find me!" Mohigan emphasized again, "Andy, believe me!"

"I don't trust you!" Andy took a few deep breaths, his temper gradually calming down. "I can't care less. Gather immediately and prepare for action!"

Mohegan immediately gave an exaggerated Metal Slug-style salute: "Yes sir!"

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