Rebirth of the Star God Agent

Chapter 141 Dangerous Worms Carrying Toxins and Viruses

Its lifespan seemed long. From the data Meng Chuan had analyzed, it was clear that its metabolism was extremely rapid. From some of its tissue samples, it could be seen that some of the metabolites had long since decayed. Because of its rapid metabolism, these decaying metabolites accumulated bit by bit in its outer skin tissue, forming the current surface layer that was more flexible than rubber, yet stronger.

This creature was unlike anything Meng Chuan had ever seen. Its form appeared simple, yet its genetic sequence was incredibly complex. Meng Chuan suspected it wasn't even in its adult form. Like butterflies and moths, they would grow and change form. This worm was already extremely dangerous now; what would it look like when it matured?

Meng Chuan discovered an unknown virus and extremely toxic properties from the little bit of its blood and flesh.

The viruses and toxins carried by the worms are fatal to the current interstellar people, no, it should be said that they are fatal to the current blue-star people.

Meng Chuan simulated the basic values ​​of the Blue Star people and the data on the worms currently collected, and simulated virus and poison attacks.

There is no doubt that the simulated basic values ​​of human beings have rapidly declined and died in a very short period of time.

If the virus and toxins are separated and simulated numerical attacks are launched on humans one by one, humans will still die.

Meng Chuan felt numb all over, and the cold sweat on his body made his hands and feet cold.

Meng Chuan only then realized that things were serious.

He carefully organized and stored all the data.

He then sealed the petri dish and placed it in a sealed box that was slightly larger than the petri dish.

After everything was taken care of, Meng Chuan started the cleaning operations of disinfecting and removing radiation in the sealed room.

After the disinfection was complete, Meng Chuan took off his protective suit and placed it in the disinfection equipment. Only then did he gradually open the sealing measures in the sealed room.

His face was pale, and his hair was wet with cold sweat. Meng Chuan hurried out.

Everyone gathered around, but before I could ask anything.

Meng Chuan walked around and came to the instrument on the side. He quickly backed up the data organized by the instrument in the sealed room, and then printed out the paper document.

Everyone felt something was wrong.

Meng Chuan's face was extremely pale, cold sweat visible on his forehead, his hair damp. His expression was even more inconsistent with Meng Chuan's usual casualness, instead conveying an indescribable sense of oppression. It was the kind of expression that made one, upon seeing Meng Chuan, know that something was very wrong with him, that he had encountered something terrible. He was serious and cold, and also...

A hint of anxiety and panic.

The group looked at each other in confusion. No one dared to go over and ask Meng Chuan what had happened and what incredible thing he had discovered.

Even Meng Chen's expression changed. It was the first time she saw her adopted son, and she had this expression, panicked and anxious.

Everyone was very quiet and stood silently in a corner so as not to disturb Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan stood in front of the instrument, constantly inputting commands, performing various simulations, and searching for similar biological data in the database.

Meng Chuan's expression gradually became more serious and flustered.

Although the group was standing in the corner, their attention was all on Meng Chuan.

Everyone understood by now that this matter might be very troublesome. In other words, the box definitely didn't contain anything good.

Biocontainment box.

Fuling thought of Jerry Bradley's expression when he looked at the box, a look of hope.

Fuling's intuition made her uneasy.

Chi Huan and Yin Hanxing both sensed her uneasiness. They held Fuling between them. Yin Hanxing held Fuling's hand, patting it gently to comfort her.

Chi Huan placed his hand on Fuling's shoulder, squeezing it gently. He reminded her that he was right beside her. Don't be afraid.

When Meng Chuan was working, his attention was completely off everyone else. He was so focused that he was completely unaware of the passage of time.

He stood in front of the instrument for more than three hours without moving an inch, his eyes fixed on the light screen in front of him, his hands constantly tapping on the instrument and inputting different commands.

Meng Chen and the other elders had been watching like this for a while and were feeling a little tired.

They felt sorry for Meng Chuan. However, given the current situation, they all understood that they couldn't go forward to disturb Meng Chuan.

Until a series of gurgling bowel sounds came from Meng Chuan.

Everyone realized that they had long missed dinner time.

There was a hint of vulnerability and worry on Meng Chen's face. She felt bad for the child she had raised.

Just when Meng Chen was about to lose control and stepped forward to interrupt Meng Chuan's work.

Meng Chuan looked down at his stomach, then entered another command and stopped working.

Very close to the corner where everyone was standing, an instrument made a prompt sound.

Everyone turned to look at the instrument.

A box popped out from under the instrument, revealing a thick stack of paper documents.

Meng Chuan walked to the box, took out all the paper documents inside, and with a serious expression, immediately put the documents into his own portable compressed space.

When he looked up again, he met everyone's worried gazes.

Meng Chuan wanted to laugh, but he couldn't force a smile.

Meng Chen walked up to him and raised her hand to touch his face. Meng Chen was a little depressed. She said, "You must be hungry. Let's eat first and talk after dinner, okay?"

Meng Chuan's face was pale, but he finally smiled and nodded.

Meng Chuan led everyone back to the corridor and opened another hidden door.

Behind the door was a relatively spacious living area, but it was almost completely undivided. There was only a metal partition separating the bathroom, and the rest of the space consisted of a few compact storage boxes, a dining table, two dining chairs, a sofa, a coffee table, and a large, seemingly comfortable bed.

Yin Hanxing didn't say anything, but simply filled the dining table with various snacks and juices she brought.

No one spoke and the air was heavy.

Meng Chuan just sat on the dining chair, lowered his head, eating snacks and drinking juice.

Meng Chen stayed beside him, holding a biscuit in his mouth.

Others grabbed food and drinks and huddled on the sofa.

Fuling and Chi Huan were even more straightforward. They grabbed some snacks, sat cross-legged on the floor opposite the coffee table, and started eating.

No one spoke, only the sound of people eating quietly.

Until Meng Chuan was full.

He glanced at the people who were still eating and decided to wait until they had finished before telling them what he had discovered.

In fact, when everyone saw that Meng Chuan had finished eating, they quickened their pace to eat the food in their hands, then drank two sips of juice, and that was the end of their meal.

Meng Chuan watched as everyone stopped and looked at him, waiting for the final result.

Meng Chuan lowered his head, his voice a little hoarse.

"That's not a good thing. It's very dangerous. It carries a virus and is extremely toxic."

Everyone was very quiet, waiting for Meng Chuan to speak to them.

Meng Chuan took out a paper document from the space, held it in his hand, and showed everyone the color picture on the paper.

Meng Chuan, the printed image was of a reddish-brown worm in a sealed box. Its color was very dark, almost black-red. It was only about four to five centimeters long and about one centimeter thick.

The picture is very clear, its skin is wrinkled and covered with a layer of slime. In the picture, it is bending its body and seems to be alive.

Meng Chuan's hands trembled, and he put the picture away. He continued in a hoarse voice, "Its skin is very tough. I only took a small amount of tissue and its epidermal mucus. Its mucus is highly toxic, and its skin tissue and flesh carry an unknown virus."

Meng Chuan raised his head and looked at everyone seriously. "I've tried every species of interstellar life, and none of them can resist this virus. It disrupts the metabolism of organisms. It can even cause genetic mutations in some organisms."

"Highly poisonous, it will cause the life of all living things to decay rapidly."

At this point, every word Meng Chuan said was like a heavy hammer, smashing the skulls of everyone present to the point of exploding.

"For the first simulated test subjects for viruses and toxins, I chose humans."