“The Trial Court doesn’t have to worry about the equipment of the city’s defense station,” Howard declared. “You should see if the people coming from underground are infected.”

“You shouldn’t worry about the work of the Trial Court.”

Howard’s eyes stared heavily at An Zhe. An Zhe briefly looked at his and realized this person was staring at his left arm. It was bleeding from his injury in the underground corridor.

Lu Feng’s right hand gripped An Zhe’s shoulder. “I will take him away and monitor him during the buffer period.”

Howard told him, “Thanks for the trouble.”

Then he turned to the soldiers of the city’s defense station. “Prepare for the bombing.”

Thus, An Zhe was taken away by Lu Feng in front of Boss Shaw.

Lu Feng’s office in the city’s defense station was in the main building’s auxiliary building. It was a room without any decorations. The moment An Zhe entered, Lu Feng locked the door.

An Zhe thought this might be a precautionary measure. If An Zhe was infected and turned into a monster, he wouldn’t be able to run out of this room.

He saw Lu Feng walk to the grey desk, open the drawer and pull out a bunch of white things that he threw at An Zhe. An Zhe subconsciously caught it and realized it was a roll of bandages. The Judge’s intention was to let him bandage his wound. He sat down in front of another table and chair near the window and started to make the bandages. He thought that although the Judge could convict people at will, he might be a good person.

He had hurt his left arm. It was a small injury and not very painful, but it was cut by the iron door and blood seeped out. An Zhe tore off a bandage that was around half a metre long and started to use his right hand to wrap it around his left arm. It didn’t work.

It wasn’t easy to wrap it with one hand and it couldn’t be tied. Human fingers weren’t as flexible as the mycelium, not to mention that only one could be used. Moreover, he wasn’t particularly familiar with human limbs. However, An Zhe felt that as a human on the surface, it would be too embarrassing if he couldn’t even tie a bandage. Thus, he frowned and continued to tie a knot.

He felt a gaze. Lu Feng was watching him.

He continued to tie it. However, the thought of the Judge watching his every move made his knotting technique become worse. After three minutes of hard work, not only did the knot fail but his hand shook and the bandage wrapped around his arm was released. The moment it was released, An Zhe was so angry that he wanted to spread out his mycelium.

A chuckle came from opposite him.