After understanding the situation from the mouths of these Dorun survivors, Xiao Yu relaxed a little.

If it were just those monsters from the void.

It's not a big problem to deal with it on your own.

But... let's collect some more information before taking action.

Considering the special nature of the mist, Xiao Yu suppressed the idea of ​​a big fight for the time being.

Then he turned his attention to these Dorun survivors again.

"I want to be a guest in your residence. I believe you will be good at singing and dancing, and you will be hospitable to entertain me, a visitor from outside the world, right?"

…………

In an underground shelter of the Doron people.

The dim yellow light is the only light source in this shelter, which is about the size of a basketball court.

More than a dozen people from Toronto, large and small, huddled in a corner, hiding under thick quilts to keep warm.

"Uncle and the others, will they be okay?"

In the quiet space, someone suddenly asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, uncle and the others are wearing weapons, and their protective clothing blocks the smell, so the monsters can't detect them."

Immediately, a soft female voice comforted him.

Then, the whole place became quiet again

Everyone seems to be very sensible and knows how to save energy and reduce the consumption rate of materials.

A few minutes later.

Sudden!

ah!

A piercing scream erupted from the corner.

There was a moment of confusion and exclamations.

"what happened?"

This commotion made the two dark figures guarding the door suddenly stand up.

Soon, the source of the scream was found. He was a young boy who looked to be in his teens and had cold sweat all over his face.

"Ooooooo, I, I'm having a nightmare."

The boy trembled for a few times before speaking.

Nightmare!

This should have been a common reason to wake up before.

But now in the Toronto civilization.

Nightmares mean plague, death, disaster...

All of a sudden, people moved away from this little boy.

The two guards were silent for a while.

Seeing this little boy opening his mouth to say something, someone suddenly interrupted:

"Shut up first!"

"From now on, don't speak."

"Then you calm down first, Doronaina, and give him a separate sleeping bag."

"Don't panic, you know, having nightmares doesn't mean you are sick... Wait a moment, I have a sleeping potion over there."

The person who spoke was calm-minded, arranged the people in a few words, trotted away, and returned shortly with a syringe.

After a long time.

Looking at the little boy who suddenly woke up screaming from his drowsy state again.

The expressions on the faces of the other survivors were ugly. In addition to a trace of pity, they looked at the little boy with fear and even hatred.

It seemed that he was blaming this person for why he got nightmare disease and why he wanted to involve them.

Although the infection rate of nightmare disease is not high, most of it spreads through keywords.

But there are still a small number of people who can't find the cause. What if they hear screaming? What if they can be infected through contact?

"You guys, why are you looking at me like this? Do you think I am the only one who is sick?"

The little boy trembled and suddenly said something shocking.

The two guards were shocked and suddenly tightened their grip on the rifles in their hands.

"what do you mean!"

"Haha, do you think I don't know?"

"You, it's you, Sister Doronina, you have red spots on your body!"

"And you, Uncle Toronto, I saw a tumor growing on your leg!"

The little boy exploded two people in one go.

All of a sudden, the survivors were all in danger.

A mood of distrust hangs over people.

"Dead, we are all dead!"

The elder sister who was named sat down on the ground and started crying.

A guard turned on a searchlight and shined a light on it.

Then I saw red spots appearing on the elder sister’s neck and wrists.

Unlike nightmare disease, this is a highly infectious disease!

Without a complete set of medical equipment and excellent doctors.

If you get this disease, you can't live more than a week!

There is a doctor among the survivors.

At this time, the guard looked at the doctor and wanted to know some professional advice.

But he was shocked to find that the doctor looked at him and others with mocking eyes.

Moreover, he suddenly grinned and let out an evil laugh:

"There is no hope, let's wait to die."

"There is no hope in this world. Let the plague sent by the great moon god purify everything."

"Purify as soon as possible so that you can usher in a new life as soon as possible... Why don't you understand such a simple truth?"

The doctor's wild words made the survivors around him look confused.

Then follow the searchlights.

People exclaimed.

Astonishingly, the doctor's eyes were bulging and bloodshot.

There were red spots and sarcomas on the exposed parts of the body.

It looks much more serious than other survivors.

"How...how could this happen!"

The survivors spoke out in horror.

The guards also slowly retreated, and the idea of ​​​​escape could not stop spreading in the sea of ​​consciousness.

In extreme panic.

Suddenly, an authentic Mandarin voice echoed through the shelter.

"Of course it will, because the thing is broken."

"He is just a puppet controlled by the void demons now."

As the loud voice echoed through the underground shelter.

Light also came, turning this dark place into daylight in an instant.

In the daytime, Xiao Yu and several helpless Duolun people stepped in the golden light transformed by the lantern monster and flew in.

Seeing those Duolun people, someone shouted happily: Uncle!

"impossible!"

The doctor's eyes widened, and after seeing Xiao Yu, an incredible expression appeared on his face.
To be continued...