"Try a bite and you'll find out, won't you?" Mr. Su Bai teased.
"Heh, the fat guy here isn't that desperate yet," the fat guy clapped his hands, looked toward the Monk, and asked, "Monk, do you see anything?"
The Monk shook his head, "The monk can't tell, these white paste-like substances seem more like secretions. Also, the temperature in this room is noticeably higher than outside. These secretions probably contain many parasites and bacteria; it's just that since it's not true summer yet, they can't spread out for now. Once they leave the room's temperature and humidity, they'll quickly perish."
"Damn it, if these things spread once summer comes, wouldn't it be a new plague?" The fat guy expressed his fear, "White, that would be a huge sin on your part."
