Death World, the main urban area of Steam City.
A figure shrouded in a black windbreaker was hidden in the narrow dead end.
Chen Hui looked at the damp and dirty ground with disgust. From time to time, some weird-looking mice scurried past the corners.
This time Chen Hui was reincarnated in the world of death.
Immediately, he stepped out towards the bright alley entrance, and the gray and hidden figure suddenly changed into a middle-aged man wearing a dress, hat and crutches.
This kind of dress is not uncommon in the world of death, but it is also rare. Most of them are middle-class people.
After walking out of the dirty dead end, Shen Hui was instantly in a majestic steel city.
There are towering Gothic buildings all around, and tall spire-like churches can be seen at regular intervals. Various weird-looking statues or murals can also be seen everywhere in the city.
Huge mana crystals are like bright gems, emitting light and embedded in the outer walls of some buildings. There are many pipes and gears connected around them that are constantly running.
Pedestrians were in a hurry on the street, all busy with their own affairs. Of course, there were also believers who stopped on the street, holding leaflets in their hands and preaching the doctrines of their church to passers-by.
There are also mechanical vehicles powered by magic energy running on the road.
As the technological civilization and the utilization of magic energy in the steam city continue to improve, the impact on the main city has been greatly weakened even when the great destruction comes.
Most people attribute this to the improvement of technology and magic energy, but Shen Hui knows that this is just because there are more churches for worship here.
It can also be said that the development direction of human civilization in the world of death has subtly influenced the initial world structure.
But some things can never change...
"The potion of light has been distributed! Everyone, hurry up and get it!"
Someone on the street yelled, and most of the pedestrians who were busy with their own affairs felt like sharks smelling blood after hearing it.
He immediately put down what he was doing and what he was going to do, and headed towards one place.
Chen Hui also followed. He incarnated into the world of death this time just to observe the changes in the world of death.
Following the flow of people, Chen Hui quickly arrived at the place where they gathered.
People from the city guard and people from the foundation were at the door of a building, and all the people who had gathered were rushing towards it.
There are also some rickety, weird-looking humans huddled nearby.
"Line in line to register one by one, and use the potions I gave you before to exchange them."
The City Guards were maintaining order, while the Foundation people shouted and took out an unknown orange semi-fluid substance in a glass bottle from the box placed behind them.
The first person in line immediately took out a similar glass bottle from his arms. The content inside was also a semi-fluid substance, but it was not orange, but dirty black and gray.
After registering, he handed the glass bottle in his hand to the foundation member. He took the orange bottle and immediately left with thanks.
The people in the queue at the back also took out a bottle of gray-black and exchanged it with the foundation member for the orange bottle.
Chen Hui squeezed forward and took out a certificate belonging to a high-ranking internal official from his arms before being scolded by the city guard personnel who maintained order.
After the other party saw it, the impatience on his face immediately turned into respect and humility.
"Sir, what are you doing here?"
Shen Hui didn't talk nonsense to these people and directly grabbed a bottle of orange substance from the hands of the foundation members.
The moment he came into contact, Chen Hui immediately felt a little excited and his mood became happy.
Walking to the side, Chen Hui shook the glass bottle in his hand and stared at it.
"This thing... is a substance extracted from SCP-999 Itchy Monster..."
Just as Shen Hui was talking to himself, all the people who had been huddled around him had gathered around Shen Hui.
He stared eagerly at Chen Hui, or more accurately, at the bottle of orange substance extracted from the Itchy Monster in Chen Hui's hand.
Chen Hui immediately realized that these people... were all infected, that is, people who were infected with the Dark Corrosion Syndrome, and it was very serious.
With the development of their civilization and the use of magic energy, the indescribable pollution caused has become more obvious.
Dark Erosion Syndrome is no longer a rare disease, but an epidemic.
This has undoubtedly had a huge impact on their society and humanity.
The Itchy Monster previously contained can effectively cure Dark Erosion Syndrome.
Chen Hui had predicted it before, but he didn't expect that through research, they would actually extract a substance from the Itchy Monster that could cure Dark Erosion Syndrome.
But not everyone can receive the medicine to cure Dark Corrosion Syndrome, at least most of the people at the bottom are not eligible.
Chen Hui played with the glass bottle in his hand, and then casually threw it to a person standing nearby.
The other party grasped it in a panic, and immediately removed the cork of the bottle before he could thank him. People around him immediately gathered around to grab the bottle of potion that had no owner.
But the other party had already fallen towards his mouth, and his whole body became energetic at a speed visible to the naked eye, even though the distortion in his body was irreversible.
But it can suppress distortion in other places very well.
Five seconds after drinking it, the other person coughed violently and immediately held the mouth of the bottle with his mouth. The black-gray semi-liquid substance coughed from his mouth into the glass bottle.
The black-gray medicine was contaminated by the erosion of darkness.
The contaminated medicine needs to be exchanged for fresh medicine, which means it can be recycled.
And what to do after recycling...
While everyone's eyes were focused on the commotion here, the figure suddenly disappeared without anyone noticing.
The next moment, Chen Hui appeared in the shelter at the foundation headquarters.
It seems a lot more lively here than before.
People wearing Foundation work uniforms pushed carts filled with black and gray potion bottles toward the containment room that housed the Itchy Monster.
Chen Hui was like air at this time, no one noticed him.
As he walked slowly towards the room where the Tickle Monster was housed, a "squeaking" sound also reached Chen Hui's ears.
I saw that the Itchy Monster was imprisoned, and there was a sink below, connected to many glass containers.
Bottles of contaminated black-gray potions were poured towards the Itchy Monster's head, directly integrated into the opponent's body, and then turned into an orange semi-fluid and flowed out from below.
The Tickle Monster is now like a ruthless filter, madly absorbing the power from the unspeakable aberration.
