"There's definitely something wrong with the smell."

Ivan had already regained his original calmness. He took out several test tubes and collected some tissues from the remains of the meat.

"But there are no conditions here, there is no way to conduct experiments, and there is no way to analyze the specific ingredients of this thing... I can only put it aside for now. I collected two specimens, intending to hand one to Ark and keep the other for my own research.

Do you want to collect some too? I know the value of this thing very well, and the price offered by Ark will not be low." Ivan said.

"Forget it." The hound shook his head without hesitation, "When I think that this thing once had a face like mine, I feel awkward... let's forget it."

"Old dog, don't you like money the most? Are these all vain credits?" Layton joked.

"Do you think this is a silver bar from the old era? It's still white... When I think of this thing being sent for experiments, I feel as if I am tied to the operating table waiting to be dissected... Think about it

Just respond." The hound spat out a mouthful of phlegm. He just glanced at it accidentally, but this glance shocked him - there was blood in the phlegm!

The hound only felt his eyelids twitching, and couldn't help but cursed: "Fuck! Isn't it? Why am I still coughing up bloody phlegm? Could it be tuberculosis?"

Tuberculosis is actually tuberculosis, which is a disease that has been conquered in the old times. The hunting dog also knows that it is definitely not tuberculosis when he vomits blood...but the actual situation can only be worse than tuberculosis!

"Old dog...your eyes...and your skin..." Layton couldn't help but say.

"What's going on?" The hound hurriedly found a mirror from his backpack, and when he looked at it, he discovered that his eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, and his eyes were red as if they were about to bleed. In addition, there were also symptoms under his skin.

There were dense bleeding spots, and the whole face looked extremely scary.

"Doctor! Doctor—" He wanted to go find Ivan, but when he raised his head, he found that Ivan's symptoms were exactly the same as his!

"This smell not only inhibits the central nervous system, but is also toxic." Ivan judged. He took out a blood collection needle from the medical kit, pricked his fingertip, and then dripped the squeezed blood into

Get a portable analyzer.

"Except for two abnormal indicators... everything else is basically fine..." Looking at the screen of the analyzer, Ivan frowned and said.

"One item must be the platelet count, but what about the other one?" Ke Lan asked.

"Yes, these bleeding symptoms are indeed due to low platelets, but the test results show that in addition to low platelets, the hemoglobin is abnormally high... This is very reasonable, but also very strange..."

"How do the reasonable and the strange come together?" Layton wondered, "Doctor, please stop playing the Riddler and just tell us the conclusion."

"Do you know about leukemia? Leukemia is caused by the abnormal proliferation of white blood cells in the human body, which occupies the living space of platelets and red blood cells. As a result, the platelets and red blood cells of leukemia patients are much lower than those of normal people. This abnormal proliferation of primitive white blood cells itself develops

It is also incomplete and does not have the functions that mature white blood cells should have... anemia, bleeding, infection, organ failure... these are the main causes of death from leukemia." Ivan explained.

"You mean you and the old dog have leukemia?" Layton was stunned, "That's not right. You said your hemoglobin is too high...then does this count as...'erythremia'?"

"No, erythremia actually exists, and it is a relatively malignant type of leukemia. To be precise, it should be called erythroleukemia. It is a disease caused by the simultaneous malignant proliferation of red blood cells and white blood cells. The survival rate is very low... But

The number of red blood cells in my blood did not fluctuate much, but the hemoglobin content increased."

"Three platelets are reduced... but hemoglobin is increased... This combination is very dangerous..." Ke Lan said thoughtfully. For some reason, he was not unfamiliar with this knowledge, and he immediately discovered the problem.

"Yes, this situation is very dangerous. Decreased platelets will cause the human body to become very fragile. Not only will trauma be difficult to heal, but a little strenuous exercise may lead to high-risk internal bleeding, but the increase in hemoglobin content will make the unit of red blood cells carry less energy.

When the amount of oxygen increases and it reacts to the body, you will feel that you are full of strength, as if you have endless energy... But when these two situations appear in a person..."

"If it is not discovered in time, this power is likely to lead the poisoned person to self-destruction... To use an analogy, it is like an egg hitting a stone." Ke Lan continued.

"What should I do? Doctor, do you have any idea?" Layton asked anxiously.

Ivan shook his head: "I don't even know the ingredients and working principle of this toxin, how can I find a way... But from the current point of view, the life of the hound and I should not be in danger for the time being, but we are both most vulnerable to it."

It’s best not to exercise strenuously—to put it bluntly, you can’t even use force to defecate. If a cerebral blood vessel collapses, you can only save it on the Ark.”

"Otherwise, Ivan, you and the hound will stay here for now. Layton and I will continue to move forward and keep in touch. If your poisoning symptoms are relieved, we will catch up immediately. On the contrary, if something happens to you,

What do you think about asking us for help as soon as possible?" Ke Lan suggested.

"I think it's feasible." Ivan had no objection.

"You two, with a seriously injured person, aren't you seeking death by continuing to move forward?" Although the hound's face did not show it, there was still a hint of worry in his tone, "How about waiting a little longer?"

"We can't waste any more time. Our supplies can last for forty-eight hours at most. Do you think we have the capital to wait?" Ke Lan said.

I don’t know why, in the fifty-year history of exploring the ruins of Alpha civilization, hunters have never found any food in the ruins... The Alpha people don’t seem to need to eat to replenish energy, or... they are different from humans.

Is the concept of food too deviant?

In short, it is absolutely impossible to solve the problem of satiety in the ruins. Even if there are indigenous creatures from Alpha Planet living in some ruins, the meat of these guys is either highly poisonous or has a terrifyingly high dose of radiation.

can not eat.

"This is probably the only feasible way." Layton agreed, "Old dog, if you are not a brother, I despise you. Taking you with me is really a burden now. If anything happens, I will

I may not be able to protect you, but I can't just watch you die in this hellish place like the others before me... Trust me, don't be stubborn with your brothers."

"...Okay, then you two be careful and keep in touch at all times." The hound nodded, took out a folded metal pole from his backpack, and placed it on the ground.

This is a portable defense device. The built-in sensor can automatically scan a radius of twenty meters. Once an unidentified thermal infrared signal is found, it will immediately sound an alarm. If necessary, this thing can also be used as a small landmine.

use.

"Don't trust the machine too much. This thing only detects thermal infrared signals. Most temperature-changing creatures can fool its eyes." Layton warned.

Due to the large temperature difference between day and night, 90% of the indigenous creatures on Alpha are ectotherms. In the field of view of infrared equipment, these ectotherms are almost integrated with the environment.

"I know, I didn't plan on counting on this thing's alarm." Hound said as he turned off the alarm function, then pulled down a safety tab and held it in his hand.

The pull ring is actually a remote control. As long as it is gently broken, the bomb hidden in the device will explode, and the sharp fragments will cover this small passage without blind spots.
Chapter completed!