Rebirth: I Am Super Rich in Apocalypse-Chapter 422: The Pimple that Moves

While speaking, he touched his own neck, which had been scratched red.

There were several distinct scratches, just the kind you get from scratching.

Now, with the weather still cold, normally, nobody would expose their neck.

But Uncle Ding just couldn’t bear the itch anymore, which is why he exposed his neck.

Jhiang Yuan glanced at it too but didn’t pay much attention.

"Hey, Uncle Ding, did you get a pimple, it looks like there’s one."

Zhang Kaiyang pointed at his neck, a teasing look on his face.

Uncle Ding burst into laughter: "You kid, such a flatterer, at my age, how could I still get those things, hahaha～"

Clearly, he was flattered.

Jhiang Yuan couldn’t help but take another look; indeed, there was something resembling a pimple.

"No, wait, Uncle Ding, can you let me have a look?"

"Ah?"

Uncle Ding was a bit embarrassed, after all, the person asking was a young lady, which made him feel quite uncomfortable as she stared at his neck!

"This isn’t right, is it?"

Before he could brace himself, Jhiang Yuan already came over and even pulled his collar open.

"Old Jhiang, what’s with your daughter?"

Jhiang Xingzhi also felt it was inappropriate and glanced at Jhiang Yuan with a bit of embarrassment.

"Girl, quick, let go, what are you doing?"

Jhiang Yuan gestured with her hand for him to be quiet.

As for what kind of person his daughter was, he knew very well, but this act was a bit too much.

It’s just a pimple, how much could it possibly reveal?

"Uncle Ding, where have you been recently?"

Jhiang Yuan’s expression was serious, and there was an air of authority about her. Uncle Ding swallowed his retort.

"I, I haven’t gone anywhere, just here on duty, and then I go home to sleep at night."

Although he said that, Jhiang Yuan’s expression remained skeptical.

"Niece, what’s wrong with me?"

He himself started to doubt, recently he hadn’t done anything out of the ordinary!

"This pimple doesn’t look normal, Uncle, human life is of utmost importance, you must not take this lightly."

"Hahaha, Old Jhiang, look at your niece, isn’t she worrying over nothing? It’s just a pimple, hahaha."

He laughed on his own; however, the expressions of the people nearby had all turned grave, and they had stopped smiling.

It was somewhat awkward now.

"Kaiyang, go to the laboratory and find Jiang Yuan.

If you see Song Yi, ask him to come over as well.

Dad, you stay on duty here and let Uncle Ding take a break."

There was a camp bed here that they would sometimes use for their noon break.

Saying this, she helped Uncle Ding to sit down.

Then she turned and instructed Qin Yue and others to take their things and go back first.

Everyone began to get busy, but Uncle Ding was feeling uneasy.

"Niece, what’s with all this fuss? What’s really going on with my pimple, tell me."

Jhiang Yuan sighed, not knowing how to explain, she also didn’t know if the old man, older than her father, could handle it.

While she was conflicted, Zhang Kaiyang returned with Jiang Yuan.

"Yuanyuan, what’s wrong?"

Professor Jiang was very anxious, but seeing that Jhiang Yuan seemed to be fine, he finally felt relieved.

"Song Yi didn’t come?"

Jhiang Yuan asked back, causing a slight disappointment for Jiang Yuan.

"Brother Song went to the army outpost outside. Professor Jiang has already sent someone to get him, don’t worry."

"Okay～"

"Yuanyuan, what exactly is happening?"

Jhiang Yuan didn’t keep it to herself any longer, with Jiang Yuan there, she felt supported.

"Look, Uncle has a pimple on his neck."

He looked at her skeptically. All this urgency for a pimple?

However, he didn’t say anything but observed for a while.

"This pimple, it’s unusual—"

"Right, you see, ordinary pimples, they all have a head."

When they mature, they turn white.

But this one has nothing, and moreover, it moves on the inside.

It’s as if—"

Jiang Yuan saw it too, something indeed moved inside.

"It’s as if there’s a living thing inside, something red, like a little worm?"

He raised his head, meeting Jhiang Yuan’s eyes.

The two shared the same thought without having to discuss it.

"Niece, what are you guys talking about?

How could there be a worm inside my neck, have you guys been exterminating pests so much recently that you’re seeing them everywhere?

Everything looks like a bug to you now, haha."

Obviously, Old Ding was not yet aware of the seriousness of the situation.

"Yuanyuan, are you worried?"

"Mm..."

Hearing the possibility of a worm, Zhang Kaiyang couldn’t sit still either.

"Where is it? Let me have a look."

As he said this, he leaned in closer, and indeed there was a small raised bump on Old Ding’s neck.

It was red and looked just like an ordinary pimple.

He was just about to say that these two were making a fuss over nothing when the pimple suddenly moved.

"Mother of—It really moves?"

Startled, he jumped back half a meter.

"Sister Yuan, Professor Jiang, what’s going on here?

It’s not—It couldn’t be those creatures from Half Moon Lake, right?"

Yes, he too had thought of this possibility.

"What are you talking about? I’m all confused."

Old Ding was getting anxious as the trio kept talking about the possibility of insects.

The recent events had unsettled everyone, and he was certainly scared too—those were deadly creatures!

"Uncle Ding, don’t panic, but the pimple on your neck is definitely not normal.

I’m just worried it might be that kind of insect.

You know the thing has a large lethality, and we currently have no solution.

So, you’d better be careful."

Old Ding swallowed hard, increasingly afraid.

"It shouldn’t be, I haven’t been over there at all, just staying around the residential area every day. How could it be possible?"

He wasn’t the only one puzzled; the others seated there were also befuddled.

"Uncle Ding, don’t worry; we are all just suspecting.

If it’s not, then all is well.

If it is, then we can intervene early and try to prevent it from causing greater damage."

Jiang Yuan patiently explained, his glasses giving him a scholarly appearance.

He looked like the kind of person who was highly educated and persuasive.

"So how do we determine whether it is or isn’t?"

Actually, their anxiety had spread to him too.

Fortunately, Song Yi and Camp Commander Xie also had arrived.

"Jhiang Yuan, what happened?"

She pointed at Old Ding, telling everyone about the pimple on his neck.

Song Yi also didn’t understand and quickly went over to inspect.

"It moved indeed, this thing is not simple, Professor Jiang, hurry—"

"Okay—"

He asked Zhang Kaiyang to go back and tell his assistant to bring over his tools.

Old Ding was becoming panicked, even considering fleeing.