Chapter 222
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"What … what dog?" The village elder panicked when he heard Zhang Jue's question. "I've never had a dog in my family!"
Zhang Jue pointed at the metal bowl on the ground. "Then this thing is for you to feed yourself?"
"It's none of your business!" The village elder was furious. He waved his hand in annoyance. "Where did you come from? Leave now, you're not welcome in our village!"
Zhang Jue reacted quickly and grabbed his hand. "What's going on?"
The old man's left pinky joint had turned into a gear.
The village elder quickly pulled his hand back and hid it behind his back.
Seeing his hand, Zhang Jue was finally certain that SCP-217's source was here.
He sneered and pointed at the family portrait hanging on the wall.
"Old man, it's true that I don't care whether you live or die, and I don't want to care either. But are you going to watch your family die one by one? Let me tell you, you've contracted a disease, and this disease is very ferocious. Once you contract it, you won't be able to survive. You've lived most of your life, but your grandson is only a few years old. Do you have the heart to do that? I'm telling you, this disease will be passed down through the bloodline. When the time comes, no one in your family will be able to escape! "
Zhang Jue described SCP-217 to be very scary. It was as if once infected, all nine generations of the family would be wiped out.
However, with the village elder's knowledge, he couldn't tell whether he was telling the truth or not.
And Zhang Jue's words just so happened to hit the nail on the head.
Seeing that the village elder's guard had loosened, Zhang Jue said, "Old man, hurry up and tell me. What did those people do here? You can't be saved, but you can't implicate your family and the villagers here."
The village elder hesitated for a moment before nodding.
"Those people came to the village about a month ago. They said they were a foreign research team and they wanted to collect some specimens …"
From the old man's mouth, Zhang Jue roughly understood the whole process of the development of the matter.
About a month ago, four blonde foreigners came to the village. They were very generous and brought a lot of food and clothes. They quickly won the hearts of the villagers.
They used the excuse of collecting specimens to stay at the village head's house for a few days.
During this period of time, they hid during the day and came out at night. The village chief didn't know what they were doing.
When asked, they only said that some insects were only active at night.
Because the ecology of this area was relatively well protected, there were indeed some scientific researchers who occasionally came to collect specimens. The village chief did not suspect anything — the most important thing was that they paid a lot of money.
Just like that, they stayed for a few days.
After they left, the village chief felt uncomfortable. Then, the chickens in the house died one after another. After cutting them open, the hearts of the chickens turned into a pile of metal springs!
At first, he thought that it was a prank played by some kid.
However, he didn't expect that even he himself would slowly start to change.
He felt that his thoughts were becoming slower and slower. When he twisted his neck, he could hear the sound of gears turning.
He didn't know what kind of strange illness he had, but he was sure that he wouldn't live for long.
He sent all his savings to his son, who was away, and his cute little grandson. He didn't even dare to let them come back.
He never knew that his illness was caused by those foreigners, and that it would implicate others.
The village chief said with tears in his eyes.
Zhang Jue looked at him and felt a little helpless.
The village chief probably just wanted to earn some money, but he didn't expect to receive people he shouldn't have.
Zhang Jue asked about the area where the foreigners were active. The village chief told him to go up the mountain path.
Zhang Jue went all the way up the path and finally reached the top of the mountain.
The scenery here was really good, but there were a lot of weeds.
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