Extreme germ phobia

Chapter 88: Living a life of drunkenness and dreams, day and night

The night is deep, and a crescent moon hangs obliquely above the treetops.

Bright car lights pierced the darkness. A team of military vehicles drove into Brown Bear University and stopped outside the military zone. A group of American soldiers armed with live ammunition jumped out of the vehicles and quickly deployed defenses around them. They looked very elite.

Upon receiving the news, Major Mi Rui hurried over and met with the other side's commander.

Both parties' faces were hidden behind masks, and they could only distinguish each other by the names on their protective suits.

"Captain Smith? Which unit are you from?" Major Mi Rui spoke carefully and quickly, but the several Smiths he remembered did not match the man in front of him.

Captain Smith said proudly, "We are 'all Americans,' and we are on official business under orders. We request your full cooperation."

He avoided the other party's questions and just handed him an order.

Major Mi Rui's eyes fell directly on the signature. The issuing department was the Brown Bear City Joint Command.

This is an administrative department that combines military and political power, led by the US military and assisted by the guards and police, after the city was blocked.

In a nutshell, the Joint Command is the emperor above all government departments in Brown Bear City!
Major Mi Rui was well aware of the weight of the order. He carefully read it from beginning to end before handing it back. "Is there anything we can help you with? We will do our best."

Smith took out a photo and handed it over: "Have you seen this person?"

Mi Rui took the photo, thought about it carefully, and shook her head: "Sorry, I haven't seen it."

The photo was uploaded from a surveillance video. The content is quite clear, and the background is the terminal building of Brown Bear City International Airport.

"Never seen him?" Smith's tone was filled with dissatisfaction. "Please take a closer look. We received a tip that this person has been in your team all along!"

"What? Impossible?" Mi Rui turned around and called the adjutant, "Go, call all the captains over."

After a while, several officers and sergeants hurried over and passed the photos around one by one.

When the photo was handed to Sanova, his expression changed slightly.

Although his expression was hidden by the mask, Smith still noticed something unusual: "Do you know this person? He's a very dangerous carrier. We must find him as soon as possible!"

When many Lao Mi heard this, their faces changed.

Sanova’s heart tightened: “Yes, I know him!”

He carefully recalled every detail of his time with Ou Yang and felt extremely regretful for having taken off his mask in front of Ou Yang.

Why were you so careless?
Major Mi Rui asked in a low voice: "What's so special about this person?"

"Sorry, no comment." Smith refused coldly, staring at Sanova. "Tell me, where is he? This is an order!"

"In the living area, he is in the living area!" said Sanova.

"Excellent!" Smith smiled with satisfaction. "Take me there, quickly!"

Sanova walked mechanically in front, with two voices in his heart arguing with each other.

One told him that he should not betray his companions; the other told him that he was just an Oriental man carrying the virus, not a real companion.

But why emphasize this person's uniqueness? "Am I infected?" Sanova asked in despair.

"What?" Smith was stunned, then he understood what the other party said, "No, probably not."

"No?" Sanova's gloomy mood instantly turned to surprise, and then quickly replaced by confusion. "We've had contact with him many times, and we didn't wear a mask! Captain, this is a direct exposure, a direct exposure, do you understand?"

Smith felt a toothache. He knew that if he didn't appease this person, he wouldn't be able to find his target. "Don't worry, he's just carrying the virus, he's not contagious!"

Not contagious?
Sanova is becoming more and more confused. He first says that Ouyang is a very dangerous carrier, and then says that he is not contagious. So what is the danger in him?
Mi Rui also felt something was wrong and wanted to ask why they were looking for this person, but seeing Smith's attitude, she swallowed the words back.

Forget it, there's no need to offend colleagues for a stranger.

At the same time, at the Brown Bear University Gymnasium.

This is the legendary quarantine area. Thousands of infected people are isolated in the huge gymnasium. They are distributed in various gyms. Some are quietly nestled in the corners, motionless, some are jumping up and down restlessly, and some are wandering around silently like ghosts in the dark.

Huangmao sat by the wall with his knees hugged, silently looking up at the fire escape above his head.

This is the basketball hall, the largest venue in the gymnasium. There are stands on the east, west and north sides, but a wall on the south side.

Above the wall, a fire protection line should have run through the east and west stands, but at some point the two sides were damaged and were no longer connected to the stands.

Suddenly, a low roar of an engine was heard outside the wall. Huangmao tilted his head to look outside. Several figures flashed by the window welded shut with steel bars. He slowly grinned and laughed silently.

On the other side of the wall, several immunizers were moving lunch buckets from a truck, placing an iron ladder on the wall, climbing into the basketball hall through the open window, and landing right in the fire escape.

Several immunized people put on masks and climbed up, using ropes to lift the lunch buckets up one by one.

Although it was not as hot at night as during the day, after tossing and turning inside the airtight masks, several people were sweating profusely in a short while.

"Hurry up! I can't stand it anymore," Bill, a man with chestnut curly hair, urged his companion. "Why do you have to wear this thing? Whose stupid idea was this?"

"Just wear it honestly. The lab says immune people will also experience hallucinations if they inhale too many spores," said Martin, who has dark skin.

"A bunch of idiots, this isn't your first day at this. Who's hallucinating after smoking for so long? We're immune, the chosen ones, so why are we doing these menial tasks?"

As we all know, there are two living areas in the laboratory, one near the laboratory, which is full of ordinary people who are not infected by fungi.

They fight without leaving their homes, completely isolated from the outside world, and never have even the slightest contact with the infected.

That's actually the real refuge.

Another living area is home to many infected people with varying degrees of illness, living a life of drunkenness and debauchery, day and night.
Those with mild symptoms can remain awake most of the day, but those with severe symptoms may only be awake for a short time. In some special cases, it is impossible to tell whether one is awake or hallucinating.

This place is nominally a shelter, but in reality it is just a gathering place for the infected!
The guard force has limited manpower and must prioritize maintaining the safety of laboratories and healthy people. However, there is no way to maintain the normal operation of the gathering point with infected people who may not survive today.

Therefore, those who can remain rational and are immune to the spores become the best candidates to manage the gathering point.

They were all entrusted with important tasks by Major Mi Rui, and each of them had multiple duties. The canteen, dormitory, warehouse, and any place that needed manpower were all handed over to the immunizers.

(End of this chapter)