Star Ocean: Starting from the Abandoned Mining Space Station

Chapter 22 Virus?

The crazy herd of deer are all flesh and blood after all.

There was no room for struggle in the fire of metal bullets.

After consuming more than 300 rounds of bullets, all the deer in front of them fell down, and not a single one of them had a whole carcass.

Chen Ming immediately stopped pouring firepower and accurately found a few deer that were still breathing their last breath among the fallen deer.

Then the machine gun opened fire again, sending the deer where they should go.

Chen Ming checked carefully again to confirm that there was nothing alive in his field of vision.

Then he repaired the machine gun, replenished the bullets, sorted out the equipment he was wearing, and got off the spacecraft with the pistol in hand.

Chen Ming cautiously approached the position of the deer. Looking at the mess, some gloom suddenly appeared on his face again.

Because in Chen Ming's eyes, the carcasses of these deer were already rotting.

An animal that was moving just a moment ago was dead in the blink of an eye.

Even if the meat is placed in a humid or hot place, it should not rot so quickly.

Chen Ming frowned, opened the terminal, took a photo of a relatively intact body on the ground, and started searching.

The terminal quickly gave the answer.

"Purple-tailed deer, a herbivorous animal, timid and easily frightened..."

Sure enough, just like the group of empty jellyfish Chen Ming encountered before, their personalities had almost a 180-degree reversal.

Chen Ming couldn't understand what happened to these deer and those empty jellyfish.

Chen Ming's mind suddenly flashed back to the scene where he saw the first deer showing its head.

At that time, the deer's eyes were very dull, and saliva was constantly drooling from the corners of its mouth. Something was very wrong at first sight.

Now, Chen Ming's eyes were fixed on the body of a deer whose head was overturned by a machine gun.

The state of its body's decay was okay, but its brain had basically turned into a rotten mush.

Like its rot begins in the brain.

Such behavior...could it be said that some kind of brain-infected disease caused them to go crazy and caused them to quickly decay after death?
The more Chen Ming thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

So he immediately took advantage of the fact that he had protective clothing on him, selected two corpses that were relatively complete and not highly decomposed, and dragged them to the river bank on the west side of the spacecraft.

Then he took out the knife and stabbed the purple-tailed deer directly in the abdomen, slashing hard.

The next moment, a large pool of organs with a higher degree of decay leaked out of the slashed hole.

Chen Ming glanced twice, held back his nausea, and then stretched out the knife towards the deer's head.

The deer's skull was quickly pried open with the assistance of Chen Ming's pistol.

Sure enough, just like what Chen Ming saw just now, this deer, which was not very rotten on the outside, had its brain turned into a mess.

Chen Ming took a few glances and continued to target another deer.

The result was just as Chen Ming expected, the other deer's brain was completely rotten.

This situation forced Chen Ming to think in the direction of rabies.

What Chen Ming is encountering now is probably not a disease that is unique to the planet and spreads between animals, and I am afraid that the possibility of human infection cannot be ruled out.

Chen Ming's expression suddenly changed when he thought of this, and he looked at his left wrist with a sullen face.

There are still only those three lines on it.

Livable air environment.

No lethal gas.

No pathogenic microorganisms.Chen Ming's expression relaxed a little. Fortunately, this suspected virus was not spread through the air.

But Chen Ming didn't dare to eat these deer, and he didn't even dare to use them to squeeze juice like insect carcasses. He had to find a way to dispose of them.

Otherwise, if these rotting corpses are left here for a few days, it will be a question whether they can stay near the spacecraft.

The way Chen Ming disposed of these deer carcasses was really unbelievable.

If you want to dig a pit deep enough to bury all the corpses, you will not only need the tools at hand, but you will probably have to work for several days.

But Chen Ming doesn't have that much time to spend on this now.

After thinking about it, Chen Ming simply dragged the deer's body along the river to the place where he found the orange fruit before, and dumped the body here.

It's better to be left here than rot next to the spaceship.

For the rest of the day, Chen Ming could only go back and forth between the spacecraft and here.

Even without digging a hole, it still took Chen Ming a long time to dispose of the body.

It was not until noon that Chen Ming finally threw the last deer carcass into the woods.

Today's plan was completely disrupted, and it was definitely too late to track the animal's footprints.

It is better to go back and strengthen the fence and make some traps to ensure that your basic base will not be destroyed by animals that come to eat at night.

Chen Ming sighed.

He clapped his hands and patted away the dried and dirty blood clots on the protective clothing.

Returning to the spaceship, he took the bucket he used to water the fields and returned to the river again.

He cleaned himself and his bloody knife.

All sewage Chen Ming is very careful not to let it flow directly into the river.

But Chen Ming knew that this was only temporary, and the blood that seeped into the soil would seep into the river sooner or later.

We can only hope that the filtering effect of the soil can filter out the dirt in the blood.

After washing the protective clothing, Chen Ming returned to the spacecraft.

He took out a disinfectant herbal medicine that he had collected before and sprayed himself, the protective clothing and the inside with the juice of this herbal medicine.

After doing the last thing of wiping the butts of those crazy deer, Chen Ming finally couldn't bear the high-intensity physical activity and lay down directly on the bed.

He reached for the terminal and recorded what just happened in the log.

I learned this from the doctor. Maybe one day I forget something and I can remember it through the log on the terminal.

After lunch and rest, Chen Ming spent the afternoon reinforcing the fence and making traps.

At night, Chen Mingneng noticed that the number of animals peering into his spaceship was significantly reduced.

They must have been scared away by the smell of blood and the sound of gunfire during the day.

Most of the animals that continued to observe Chen Ming showed no aggression, and would even be scared away at the slightest sign of trouble.

It looks very normal, and it is still the best source of meat for Chen Ming to hunt.

But Chen Ming also knew one thing very well in his heart at this time.

Although these animals look normal, who can guarantee that they are not infected with the virus, and the virus has no incubation period?

Unless Chen Ming can successfully hunt them and see with his own eyes that their bodies remain intact after death.

Otherwise, there is no way to confirm this issue.

(End of this chapter)