Stella, although she hasn't spelled it out, everyone present revealed a knowing look.
Only Meng Jiayu was still in the dark, but after furrowing her brows and thinking for a bit, her eyes suddenly widened in disbelief, looking at Ling Mo.
"This really is beyond redemption..."
Ling Mo's scalp was tingling with pain, but it was not a good time to explain anything, so he just pretended not to see Meng Jiayu's gaze.
At this time, Lao Wang dragged out both Zhang Teng and Mo Dahai, and Ling Mo squatted down in front of Zhang Teng, then dipped a finger into the blood flowing from him and sniffed it close to his nose.
A very faint fragrance, but it was indeed discernible.
It seems the virus content in his body was higher than the bit that Zhang Haoyu had endured, otherwise Ling Mo wouldn't have been able to smell it.
The scent of the virus was very familiar to Ling Mo, and also very intense. Of course, probably only he would find the scent of a virus sweet.
