The Devouring Genius of a Destroyed World

It had already been a week since Seongho had stayed at the cathedral camp.

In addition to the 9 people who had previously been infected, 39 others had been treated after intentionally being infected with the virus.

However, no one had been found to be immune.

‘I didn’t expect it to be this rare.’

There was also no change in the civilian rescue quest numbers.

After spending another week, he hadn’t gained much.

With a somewhat heavy heart, Seongho entered the priest's residence.

Today was the day to confirm the immunity of the remaining 18 people in the camp.

His ability stats required for treatment had all recovered, and by the time the sun began to set, he received word that most of the infected were showing early symptoms of mutation.

‘Once today’s work is done, my job here will be finished.’

Climbing the now-familiar stairs, those managing the isolation room greeted Seongho.

"Where are the first people showing fever?"

Following the lead of the guide, they moved through the building.

Suddenly—

*Flash!*@@novelbin@@

*Flash!*

White beams of light began to fill the priest's residence.

After treating the first few people showing fever symptoms for several minutes, those who had not yet shown symptoms began to feel their body temperature rise one by one.

However, not everyone showed symptoms.

Finally, a third group of infected showed signs of awakening.