These individuals had the weakest immune systems. If they were infected by accident…
The thought struck him, and he immediately said, "I'm going back."
With that, he leaped out of the car.
He then transformed into countless afterimages and sped away.
His speed far surpassed that of the car.
Ming Yi couldn't worry about anything else. While reporting to the traffic department, he floored the accelerator.
...
"Cough, cough..."
A man with a slightly flushed face lowered his head, occasionally letting out a cough. His eyes were unfocused as he buried his face in his collar, walking slowly down the street.
He wasn't wearing a mask.
There weren't many people on the street now, and it wasn't yet the end of the workday.
He looked at the empty street, searching for his target.
Finally, he saw a young woman walking towards him, looking hurried, a mask on her face.
He grinned.
This was his target.
Thinking this, he quickened his pace. As he passed the woman, he suddenly opened his mouth and exhaled towards her mask. The distance was so close that the woman was caught completely off guard.
After doing this, the man turned and ran, a madness in his eyes.
"Hahahaha!"
He even let out unbridled laughter!
However, halfway through his laughter, it turned into violent coughing.
"Cough, cough!"
Each cough was soul-tearing.
The woman stood frozen, fanning the air in front of her face and muttering, "What kind of psycho is that?! It stinks!"
She didn't think much more of it and hurried home, intending to take a long bath.
When she returned to her apartment, a place shared by three people, she took off her mask and tossed it into a dedicated mask trash bin by the door. She then sprayed some alcohol from a nearby bottle twice, sprayed herself, and entered the room.
Her two other roommates were already in their rooms with the doors shut tight.
Now, they rarely interacted after returning home, and if they did, it was through their closed doors, while wearing masks.
She went to the bathroom, opened her portable folding bathtub, and began filling it with water. On her phone, she started browsing for food delivery.
In the past, she would have cooked with her roommates, but not anymore.
Neither she nor they did.
Before returning to her room, she sprayed some alcohol in the living room.
Having done all this, she finally felt at ease and went back to her room to rest.
However, for some reason, she suddenly felt a slight fever and a bit of discomfort. She decided to lie down and rest.
Ten minutes later, she went to the bathroom to turn off the water and comfortably began her bath.
"Cough, cough."
She suddenly felt a tickle in her throat, a slight discomfort.
After a couple of coughs, she paid it no mind. Feeling a bit better, she lay back in the bathtub, enjoying the day's relaxation.
But.
When she finished her bath and was preparing to watch a show on her laptop in her room, she noticed her legs felt weak and her nose was a little stuffy.
What was going on?
Her face instantly turned pale. Despite her meticulous precautions, she had... gotten infected?!
She hadn't caught a cold just now!