Rotten, sticky, jet-black.

That's the word that popped into my head when I saw the dead stake.

The dark yellow viscous juice spilled out of the wooden stake and flowed into the lake, and countless blue fry excitedly surrounded the sap and took a sip with their mouths from time to time.

Obviously, that's the nourishment that feeds these things.

"What the is this..."The tank's stomach was about to turn over, and now he was lying on the ground weakly like a sick dog, and the corners of his mouth kept spitting.

But I'm glad that the juice shouldn't be poisonous, otherwise the jar wouldn't have been so vigorous with us for so long.

Looking around, I didn't expect such a complete ecological chain to have grown in this underground cave, but what made me feel even more amazing was that this group of things actually had the ability to make people hallucinate.

At this moment all the flatfish people were still lying motionless on the ground, and I plucked up the courage to walk to the small island in the middle of the lake where the dead stake was.

I'm curious to see what the hell is in there.

I pinched my nose and looked in, and there was a slow dark yellow juice inside, and I couldn't see what was soaked inside.

I wanted to find a stick and try to pick it out, and see how this fishy thing could raise a bunch of soybean-sized things to be more than a person's height.

At this time, the cylinder rushed over, and he had long hated this thing, and immediately kicked the dead stake into the lake as soon as he raised his foot, revealing a hole as big as a manhole cover on the island in the middle of the lake.

The jar glanced into the hole and threw up again, and Huang Yuwen also walked to the side with a twisted brow, not daring to look in again.

The hole was almost filled with countless mutilated corpses, and on the shredded flesh and bones that could not be distinguished, tens of thousands of black-gray molluscs were writhing and devouring desperately, while at the same time expelling a dark yellow viscous liquid from the back of their bodies.

What I drank before the jar must have been the excrement of these bugs.

This principle is the same as that of composting.

That is, some organisms are used to convert the degradable organic matter in the solid "fertilizer" into a relatively stable humus through phagocytosis and digestion and discharge, so as to act as organic fertilizer.

Humans use this method to make fertilizer, and these flatfish people actually use it to make food.

Not to mention the jar at the moment, after thinking about the essence of this matter, my own stomach began to churn constantly, and I guess if I look at it twice, it will not be strange to vomit it out like a jar.

Huang Yuwen took out mineral water from his backpack and handed it to the jar, and at this time, the stone door not far away was actually pushed open.

I quickly asked Huang Yuwen to turn off the flashlight and the three of them got into the water, and then the island in the middle of the lake hid his body, because at the same time as the stone gate was pushed open, I heard the sound of human conversation.

The three of us were soaked in the water with half of our heads exposed, staring at the six or seven people who walked in outside the stone gate.

They all wore professional head-mounted lighting, and all carried a multi-purpose sapper shovel in their hands, but in the midst of the group, I actually saw an extremely familiar face.

It was a slightly shorter and extremely thin man, and it was actually a sophomore in high school.

I was separated from him at the Monkey Temple because of the transformation of the earth spirit, and finally I knew that I was sent back to my house and never saw him again.

Actually, I thought about contacting him, but his phone never got through, but I didn't expect to see him again here.

"They did come here?" The leader asked.

He didn't know who it was behind him, so he replied, "It's gone near the reservoir, and we have searched for a long time and there is only this one entrance, which should be here." ”

The leader seemed a little dissatisfied, and spat on the ground, "Is that waste on the stalk?" Xiao Liu, is it you? Fucking fuck off, you can't do anything. ”

One of the people in the group obviously lowered his head, and he didn't need to look at his face to know that he was embarrassed by the guilt of the boss.

But the sophomore standing behind him actually kicked him in the back very much, and the man jumped out of the team with a "ahhhhh

I looked at this scene dumbfounded, but I didn't expect that the sophomore year of high school was not over yet, and I followed it out and smashed this person on the cheek with a fierce punch, "Waste!" At the beginning, he couldn't keep the boss on the eternal cruise ship, and the thigh of the boss was broken by the kid surnamed Huang! ”

The more the boss listened to the words of the second year of high school, the more angry he became, and he picked up the sapper shovel and shone it on the man's knee, and suddenly the man's scream echoed in the cave.

But then, I'm a little confused.

Didn't the sophomore in high school change his ways, didn't he want to get involved in these things?

Now not only has he returned to his old business, but he has even become so brutal and vicious that in an instant, he even took the lead in anger and abolished one of his companions' legs.

After the leader broke his companion's leg, he ordered several other people to drag him aside, and let him lean his back against the stone gate and scream in pain.

I can't see at all that this group of people are colleagues who have worked together all the year round, how can they be so cruel to each other? They did it completely regardless of the so-called face between each other, and they did it so ruthlessly, and they didn't even regret it afterwards.

The cylinder next to me patted me, leaned into my ear and said, "These people are probably the subordinates of the boss on the cruise ship." ”

I nodded quietly and motioned for him not to speak.

After settling the wounded, they began to take a closer look at the cave with the spotlights overhead.

But to my surprise, the flatfish man who was still lying on the stone bridge was gone, and all the flatfish people who were around the pond were gone.

Before, when Huang Yuwen and I came to the edge of this dead wooden stake from the lake, they were clearly still lying on the ground and twisting in pain, and it seemed to me that they were completely unable to move for a while.

So in this short minute or two, did it disappear out of thin air?

At this time, the people of Nabo also began to search the cave separately, and the leader led the two men down to the island in the middle of the lake where I was alone at the beginning, while the second senior and the other person walked towards the island in the middle of the lake where we are hiding.

The leader and his two subordinates became interested in the small blue fish in the lake, and they all squatted on the edge of the lake to study them carefully.

And the sophomore and his companions naturally had a strong interest in the "compost" in this hole, not only talking about you and me, but even taking out a camera to take pictures in the pit.

Suddenly, there was a sound of water, and everyone looked at the leader.

I saw that a flatfishman had already flown into the air, and the tall man next to the leader didn't even react, and the flatfishman's fanged mouth gnawed his face.