Marvel’s Death Merchant

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After returning home, Peter opened the door and shouted: "Mom! I'm back." No one answered, even though he shouted many times.

Peter did not see his mother until evening.

"Call the police!" Peter dialed the phone as if he had made up his mind. The line was actually down and there was no way to get through at all.

"I have to find Kalrett!" Pete immediately ran to Kalrett's house.

The door of Kallet's house was ajar. Peter carefully opened the door of Kallet's house, but it was strangely empty inside.

"What's going on? My God, where did you leave Kallet?" Pete held his head and jumped around Kallet's house.

There are many similar things like this. The changes in the world have exceeded everyone's imagination. The intensification of the infection has made many superheroes unable to react and turned into zombies unexpectedly. The number of those things is increasing, and the world is becoming more and more dangerous.

The same thing happened in a school. If the infection is the most affected, it is the school. Judging from the current situation, half of the students in black high schools will not come to class. Among them, It also includes senior students who are about to enter higher schools, which really gives the school leaders a headache.

However, there is one exception, and that is the group of people on the playground at this time, who are still practicing baseball.

At the end of the playground, there was a middle-aged man watching them.

The man clapped his hands, signaling for them to stop. The boys stopped training and walked up to him.

"Coach, what's wrong?" one of the leading boys asked.

"I am quite satisfied with your performance today. I hope you can persevere and prepare for next week's game. In addition, I hope you will not be careless during training. I just saw a few people watching at a loss. If the ball comes flying over, that’s an idiot, you know?”

"Coach...I...I might not come tomorrow..." said a boy next to him.

"Why?" the man asked directly. "Because of this infectious disease, my parents don't allow me to go out. I forced myself to come here today..."

"Okay, I won't force you, but when this flu subsides, you have to come back and continue training, you know?" Okay... Then several boys expressed the same idea... ..

"Principal, I can't stand it. Two-thirds of my baseball team are no longer here! Maybe there is not much difference between me resigning and me still here. Why, you still agree to students in the school asking for leave? It seems that many teachers I’ve asked you this question, right?”

The coach just now came to the principal's office. "Gerard, don't you think the influenza that Hydra released biochemical missiles to the public this time is just a hoax?" The principal turned his back to Gerard and looked at the school outside the window.

"Even if it's not the flu, it's just an ordinary infectious disease at most..." Gerard said with a smile. "No, can't you still see it? Maybe this time will be the end of mankind." The principal said worriedly.

"The end of the world? What do you mean?" Gerard wondered. "You are a college student. You should know a little bit about biology, even if you are a sports coach." The principal said with his hands on his back.

"If this was a common infectious disease, Umbrella and the army wouldn't have started to blockade our place. Everyone can see this," the principal added.

"Did Umbrella and the army start a blockade?" Gerard seemed to understand nothing.

"Those so-called experts thought that the flu infection was nothing at first, but then they became alert, but it was too late, and they are still deceiving the public!" The principal became more and more excited.

They didn't know that the current army would be unable to stop the situation within a few days, and the same was true for Umbrella Company. They had not thought of such a dangerous thing.

"Gerard, I advise you to leave this city as soon as possible! Otherwise we may all die here. The children are also innocent, so they have to ask for leave. I agree." The principal said with a sigh.

"Principal, we should issue a notice as soon as possible and let all the students go back!" Gerard said quickly.

"Oh, I have thought about it before, but there are many parents and students who think this is really just a flu. It's really ridiculous." The principal said mockingly.

"No matter what, even if they think it's just the flu, we should force them to go home. It's safer at home than at school." Gerard suggested.

"Okay, I will consider your suggestion. I still have something to think about. You can go first!" The principal waved his hand. It wasn't that he didn't want to but that he couldn't help it. Otherwise, he might have done it.

"Well..." Gerard turned and left the principal's office.

As soon as he left the office, Gerard fell into deep thought. He was thinking about how to tell the students, how to evacuate, how to face this disaster.

"Oops." A sharp female voice interrupted his thoughts, and at the same time he felt something hit him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Gerard knew that he had bumped into someone while he was deep in thought, so he raised his head and said to the person who came, it was a teacher. She looked very strange. Gerard didn't pay much attention, he didn't know that the man was infected.

Then he lowered his head and began to think. But as soon as he lowered his head, he saw bright red color, which was blood.

"Huh? Wait!" Gerard realized something was wrong. He immediately turned around and ran towards the teacher, knowing that the person might have been infected.

"Hey! Teacher, wait!" Gerard shouted as he ran. "What...what happened?" The teacher covered his mouth and whispered.

Gerard pointed to himself and asked, "Excuse me, are you feeling unwell?" Gerard had heard many rumors about infection, and he became alert at this time. "Nothing...no..." the teacher wanted to get away from Gerard's inquiry.

"Wait!" Gerard blocked the teacher's way. "Are you infected?" Gerard said directly.

"No... no... go away." The teacher became more and more crazy. "Speak clearly!"

"Go away!!!" the teacher shouted at the top of his lungs. She is about to mutate. There are many types of biochemical missiles that have basically infected everyone. This is something that no one else would have thought of.

Gerard paused and the female teacher lowered her head.

Suddenly, the female teacher glanced at Gerard. "It's really strange. Does it seem like there is still consciousness?" Gerard thought, in his mind, the infected person should be unconscious. Anyway, it may be that the infection is not complete. There are many possibilities that others cannot think of. Infections are becoming more and more dangerous in the world, leaving many superheroes helpless. (To be continued.)