area51novel The first contaminated person appears in Chapter 5.
The first contaminated person appears in Chapter 5.
The Dragon Kingdom conquest team's command center was also in an uproar.
"What...what did he do?!" Analyst Wang Lei nearly popped his eyes out.
Commander-in-Chief Qin Weiguo frowned, staring intently at the screen replay: "Zoom in on his expression! Analyze his micro-movements!"
Psychology expert Su Wanqing looked incredulous:
"It couldn't have been driven by mere lust! In such an environment of extreme fear and pressure, the most basic human instinct is survival. There must be a deeper motive behind any abnormal behavior... or... external force?"
Former survivor Chen Huaijin suddenly spoke, his one eye fixed on the screen:
"He must have received some kind of hint! Or... is his awakened ability related to 'perceiving strange preferences'? He might know that doing this won't be dangerous, and might even be beneficial!"
Qin Weiguo nodded thoughtfully:
"Regardless, he succeeded, and this has provided us with an unprecedented direction for research!"
"Log: 'The target, an S-level anomaly, may have some kind of... unique interaction requirement?'"
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At this moment, Lin Feng, who was on the flight, had his back soaked with cold sweat.
But a system notification popped up in his field of vision:
[Xia Ning's favorability with the mysterious flight attendant increases by 10!]
Current favorability rating: 20/100
Lin Feng watched the favorability rating rise, and recalling the crisp touch and the other person's blushing expression, his lips twitched involuntarily, and he mentally cursed:
"Holy crap... customizing her face increased my affection by 10 points? This flight attendant... is definitely something else!"
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Lin Feng began to eat the clean food.
The photographer José from the Philippines sitting next to me had undisguised envy and longing in his eyes.
His Adam's apple bobbed a few times, but he finally couldn't help but lower his voice and ask:
"Brother... could you... could you share some with me? Just a little bit?"
Lin Feng didn't even look up, continuing to enjoy his meal, and said calmly, "Want some? Go ask the flight attendant yourself."
Upon hearing this, Jose glanced timidly at the flight attendant who was gracefully distributing food in the back, yet exuding an invisible aura of terror. He swallowed back the words that were about to come out.
He endured the immense physical discomfort and almost swallowed the wriggling "meal" whole into his mouth.
However, the eerie taste and terrifying associations kept assaulting his throat.
He couldn't hold back any longer, suddenly stood up, and stumbled towards the restroom at the back of the cabin.
Although the bathroom had previously shown how it could devour the Chosen One of the Hat Kingdom as if it were a living creature, the rules seemed to govern it just as well.
Jose thought that as long as he strictly followed the rule of "coming out within three minutes", he should be safe.
He rushed into the cubicle, locked the door behind him, and was about to induce vomiting when he suddenly saw a line of bloody writing appear on the mirror:
Look behind you.
He froze, and almost instinctively turned around abruptly—behind him was nothing but a cramped space and a closed door.
However, he was unaware that at that moment, an invisible pollution had quietly entangled him.
He vaguely felt a chill run down his back, as if a cold eye was staring silently at him from behind.
But when he turned around sharply again, there was still nothing there.
This sudden, eerie feeling completely suppressed his urge to vomit.
Rule number two explicitly warns: "Refusing, wasting, or vomiting..."
Even if you managed to hold it in while eating, if you vomit now, it could be judged as "vomiting," triggering terrible consequences.
"Oh well... I've already eaten it..."
At least for now, apart from the churning discomfort in my stomach, there is no more intense pain.
He hurriedly washed his hands and rushed out of the bathroom as if fleeing.
Walking down the corridor, that feeling of being stared at resurfaced.
He turned around abruptly and saw that the rear of the cabin was a thick, impenetrable darkness, as if something was silently wriggling and spying in that darkness.
Jose's heart pounded like a drum as he quickly returned to his seat.
Lin Feng glanced at him as he sat down, noticing that the dark circles under his eyes seemed to have deepened considerably, as if he had been staying up all night. He couldn't help but ask:
"Nothing happened in the bathroom, right?"
Jose shook his head, still shaken: "No...no, there's just a line of words on the mirror."
"What character?"
"It says... 'Look behind you'."
Lin Feng frowned: "Did you watch it?"
"I looked, but there was nothing there." Jose's voice trembled slightly.
Lin Feng nodded and didn't ask any further questions, but he was already on guard.
As time went on, Lin Feng noticed that the changes in Jose's body were intensifying at a visible rate:
The heavy dark circles under his eyes were no longer confined to his eye sockets; they spread downwards like splashed ink, almost covering his entire cheekbone, making him look like he was wearing a strange mask.
His face was deathly pale, his eyes unfocused, yet he would suddenly turn his head to look at the empty space behind him without warning, his neck making a slight "click" sound.
Even more chilling was the indescribable stench, a mixture of decay and sweetness, that emanated from him continuously, growing ever stronger.
Lin Feng found it unbearable and pressed the call button above his head.
Soon, a flight attendant walked over with light steps—it wasn't Xia Ning, and a slight disappointment swept through Lin Feng's heart.
"How can I help you?" The flight attendant's smile was standard but devoid of warmth.
Lin Feng tried to keep his tone calm: "I need a face mask. Also, could you give me a pencil and a sheet of A4 paper?"
The flight attendant readily agreed and brought him what he needed a few moments later.
Lin Feng put on a mask, blocking out some of the nauseating smell, then picked up a pencil and began sketching intently on the paper—
He began to sketch a portrait of the mysterious flight attendant Xia Ning.
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Dragon Kingdom Live Stream Room:
"Holy crap! What's Feng doing? He's even managing to create art on that doomed flight?"
"I get it now! He's trying to get a painting to give to the flight attendant to boost her favor, right?"
"That's a truly unique approach. It's better to control the people who enforce the rules than to control the rules themselves. Brilliant!"
"I must say, his sketching skills are quite good. The lines are smooth, and the expressions are captured accurately. He's definitely had professional training!"
"That Filipino guy next to me is getting scarier and scarier. Is this thing contagious?"
"Given the current situation, changing seats is impossible. We can only pray that Brother Feng can quickly gain favor with us..."
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Inside the Dragon Kingdom Strange Tales Strategy Center.
Chen Huaijin, a survivor from the previous generation, stared at the screen, his tone grave:
"The pollution in the Philippines is getting worse quickly, probably because he looked back in the bathroom mirror earlier."
"But based on past experience, this contamination is not transmitted through physical means."
"But this pollution, in the end, could very well cause him to lose his human form and become a monster that attacks indiscriminately, much like a zombie," Zhu Jin, the anomaly analyst, added.
Communications officer Lin Xue looked at the commander-in-chief: "Commander Qin, should we send a notification to Lin Feng now?"
Qin Weiguo thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, send it."