Extreme germ phobia

Chapter 94 The world has changed
Ou Yang felt even more annoyed. How could he meet his compatriots in distress at this time?

Before coming to the United States, he did some research and learned that there are about 550 million compatriots and Chinese in the United States, accounting for 1.7% of the total U.S. population.

There are about two for every hundred people, which is not a small number.

But in Ou Yang's opinion, such data is not of much practical use, because many people only have Chinese ancestry, but in fact their butts have long been crooked. From the inside out, except for their faces, there is nothing else that can be related to the University of Tokyo.

So, what about this girl?
I witnessed him shooting the rat demon to death with one shot, but he did not lose control of his emotions, nor did he scream. He has good mental quality.

He didn't speak a word of Mandarin, but took the initiative to test the waters in Mandarin. His observation and judgment skills were acceptable.

Summary: Not the kind of white flower who knows nothing and only knows how to hold others back!
The girl wanted to speak, but Ou Yang raised his hand to stop her: "Where are you from?"

"People from Spring City!"

"What are you doing in the United States?"

"Study abroad, what about you?"

"travel."

Ou Yang leaned over and took out a 1911 from the rat demon. He pulled the slide to check the chamber and asked, "Do you know how to use a gun?"

The girl shook her head: "No!"

"From now on, you have to learn even if you don't know how." Ou Yang held the gun barrel upside down and pressed the 1911 into her hand. "I leave this to you!"

As he said that, he picked up his backpack, dragged the suitcase and walked out.

The girl immediately became anxious: "Hey, don't go——"

She chased him for a few steps and when she went out she found that Ou Yang didn't go downstairs at all, but opened the door next door.

What do you mean, we want to be neighbors?
But after Ou Yang opened the door, he immediately saw thumb-thick mycorrhizae crawling all over the floor and walls. The strong smell of spores made him shiver. He quickly held his breath and closed the door. His mind was dizzy as if he was drunk and it took a while before he returned to normal.

He had long been accustomed to the ubiquitous smell of spores, but low concentrations of spores would only give a refreshing feeling, while high concentrations of spores were different, as they had an extremely strong smell.

Like light mint and concentrated mint.

This doesn't even include its super strong hallucinogenic effects.

The Blood Alliance really knows how to choose a place. Don’t they know that there is a highly bacterial colony next door?
Or did he already know this and chose this place on purpose?

Moreover, the degree of bacterial infection in this body seems to be even deeper than that of Patient Zero.

This person must have had direct contact with Emily and was one of the first patients to be infected with the fungus.

Patient Zero is on the third floor underground, where the temperature is much lower than here, which is not conducive to the rapid growth of fungi.

The temperature and humidity in the apartment are more suitable for fungal growth, so it is not surprising that the degree of fungi is relatively high.

The girl watched Ou Yang come and go, tactfully suppressed all her questions in her heart, and silently stepped aside.

Ou Yang sighed, put the suitcase aside, dragged out the rat demon's body and threw it aside, then went into the house and closed the door.

The girl was still standing by the door. She looked up at Ou Yang, then immediately lowered her eyes to look at her toes, her whole body revealing anxiety and hesitation.

Ou Yang was the first to break the silence: "What's your name?"

"Jiang Yuwei, the Jiang of Yangtze River...what about you?"

"Ou Yang, the Ou from Europe, and the Yang from Yangzhou." Jiang Yuwei, like Zhu Yiming, took some time to figure out which Yang it was. She couldn't help but feel a little strange: Is this a combination of Chinese and Western cultures?
Ou Yang looked at the middle-aged woman who still looked dazed. "What's your relationship with her?"

"She's my mentor." Jiang Yuwei's eyes were complicated. "After the city was locked down, I've been hiding in my mentor's house, but her condition is getting worse. Yesterday, I heard that the US military has developed a drug that can inhibit the progression of the disease. I planned to take her to try it, but as soon as I got downstairs, I was intercepted by these people..."

Ou Yang waved his hand and interrupted her: "What are your plans next?"

Jiang Yuwei hesitated for a moment and asked softly, "Can you help me?"

Ou Yang didn't answer but asked, "What do you think?"

Jiang Yuwei didn't hold much hope to begin with, but when she heard these words, she felt an indescribable sense of grievance in her heart and almost burst into tears.

Ou Yang sighed: "It's not that I don't want to help you, but I can't protect myself. I won't tell you the details. It won't do you any good to know too much."

Jiang Yuwei didn't want to believe it at all. She rubbed the floor with her dirty sneakers and wanted to retort directly: Even if you want to make an excuse, can you please not make such a lame one?
Ou Yang also knew that his reason was not convincing, but it was indeed the truth!
There's nothing we can do, the world has changed.

As an animal, the more information humans are exposed to, the more complicated their minds become, and the more wary they become of each other.

It's not that people's hearts are bad, but that a small group of people have corrupted the overall environment, resulting in a complete lack of trust between people. The kind of grand occasion where promises are kept will rarely appear between strangers again!
After a moment of silence, Ou Yang stood up and said, "There's still plenty of food here. We can hide here for a while, or find another place to hide. Didn't you say the US military has developed a new drug? It shouldn't be long before the epidemic is under control."

"What about you? Where are you going?" Jiang Yuwei looked out the window with a resentful tone.

Ou Yang still spoke the truth: "I plan to go to the consulate to take a look..."

Suddenly, the roar of high-powered motorcycles came from outside the window, and there was more than one. They roared over and stopped abruptly not far away, leaving only the lingering sound echoing around the long street.

Ou Yang quickly moved sideways to the window and carefully observed the situation on the street.

I saw a group of bikers stopped at the intersection more than a hundred meters away.

They had weird Mohawk hairstyles, with only a small tuft of messy dyed hair left. Even in the hot weather, they still wore leather jackets and leather pants, and everyone carried a gun.

The styles are very diverse, half of them are spray guns, and the rest are civilian models.

A moment later, several expensive-looking cars came into view. A group of men in suits and ties, who looked like bodyguards, lined up calmly in a row. Finally, a young man in a black and white striped suit got out of the car.

He neither stood upright nor walked properly, with a sly grin on his face, looking like a human zebra.

Neither side gave in and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

After a while, a man from the biker gang stood up and negotiated with the zebra excitedly.

Zebra always has that cynical look on his face. Even an outsider like Ou Yang thinks that this guy deserves a beating.

The distance was too far to hear what was said, but both sides maintained a certain degree of restraint and finally shook hands and made peace.

Zebra left with his bodyguards, and the biker gang split into two groups, dispersing into the buildings on the left and right, searching all the way from the street towards this side.

Jiang Yuwei tiptoed to the window and asked, "What happened?"

Ou Yang shook his head: "It seems like two forces are negotiating..."

A few biker gangs happened to walk into the brown apartment building diagonally opposite. As soon as they entered the door, several gunshots were heard.

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