Whoosh...
The B-type influenza bacteria spread out into the air.
Shen Qiang, sitting cross-legged on the bed, clearly sensed these dispersing bacteria.
They were like a light fog, centering around Shen Qiang and stopping after expanding to a distance of about fifteen meters.
After that, as if imprisoned, they did not spread further, even when the wind blew.
What's more, Shen Qiang was delighted to discover that within the cylindrical range with a radius of fifteen meters and a diameter of thirty meters centered on himself,
all details became incredibly clear.
The man next door was fervently tilling on his wife, their child asleep beside them; in another room not too far away, a young man wearing only boxer shorts was sitting in front of a computer playing games.
No color.
No sound.
But these scattered bacteria perfectly reflected everything around them back into Shen Qiang's mind.
It was just like radar.
