Chapter 52: Blood Blister Array

The seventh particle cannonball had not arrived for a long time, and Lin Mo drove all the way into the depths of the fog covered with scarlet vines, and finally confirmed that he seemed to be safe for the time being.

Lin Mo drove in a daze, although he had a driver's license, he had basically never driven much, not to mention that it was such a big thing when he came up.

Lin Mo's car was so dizzy that he almost crashed into a side of the building several times.

Therefore, if it weren't for the fact that the new capital was already a dead city at this moment, he didn't know how big a traffic accident would be there when he drove all the way.

However, Lin Mo seemed to have finally gotten rid of that burly awakened man with terrifying strength for the time being.

Lin Mo was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, and he leaned against the side of the street, lying on the blood-stained steering wheel and gasping for breath.

With the strength of the last few particles shot by that awakened man, only one shot was needed, and even if Lin Mo's extremely mutated left arm was strong, it could blow him into flying ashes with one shot. Lin Mo took a deep breath, pushed the car door and stepped on the street covered with scarlet vines, feeling the soft and wriggling touch again, Lin Mo's face was still a little ugly.

He turned his head and looked in the direction he had come, and there was a thick fog, a gray mist under the scarlet vines, and even a bloody color.

Lin Mo had just stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward, but he didn't know how far he had gone, whether he had gone deep into the city or closer to the edge of the city, and he couldn't even hear the earth-shattering firefight.

Lin Mo couldn't help but feel a glimmer of amazement, since the beginning of the apocalypse, he has hardly stayed in peace, and the people around him have also changed wave by wave, from Lin Qianqian at the beginning, Xia Stinging and others later, to Mugu Yan, and finally this group of survivors, he has almost changed places, and he is about to fall into the next round of escape before his anger has eased.

However, in the last days, comfort is a luxury for most people, and survival is the ultimate goal that everyone strives for.

Lin Mo is a normal young man in the 21st century, accustomed to a dull life, playing games every day, sleeping lazily on weekends, and only going out for a year.

Lin Mo leaned on the cold off-road vehicle body, looking at the depths of the blood-colored fog for a long time before he could come back to his senses.

He suddenly thought, what is the meaning and purpose of his struggle to live?

Lin Mo remembered at this moment the little girl who had to go to his sister even if she was beaten to death, stubbornly thinking that her relatives would never leave.

Lin Mo didn't know what would happen to her, if she didn't have other relatives, I'm afraid she would have died in the chaos just now.

For that little girl, Lin Mo has already helped everything he can, and it is impossible for him to bring a little girl who is cumbersome in the last days.

Thinking of her because Lin Mo also remembered his sister, that was his cousin, before Lin Mo's parents had an accident, his cousin's family was the closest relative to Lin Mo's family.

However, when Lin Mo's parents had an accident, there was less contact, in the end, Lin Mo was a trouble, and if he came and went, would he take Lin Mo to live in his own house?

Later, my cousin's family seemed to have gone to Jinling, and Lin Mo had no contact with his aunt except for a phone call during the Chinese New Year.

And what happened to them in the last days?

Thinking about the prosperity of Jinling, maybe it will also resist the monsters of extreme mutation like Feng Fengtian.

In the blood-colored mist, Lin Mo slowly shook his head, Fengtian and Jinling, Tiannan and Haibei, in the past, this may not be a problem in the era of convenient transportation, but at present, from the northeast to Jinling, it is already out of reach.

Lin Mo was a little depressed, no matter what negative feelings he had about his cousin's family, it was his only relative after all, and in the last days, relatives could be said to be the best haven for the survivors' hearts.

Lin Mo was gloomy for a while, and soon, he lost his smile.

The man shook his head—his chances of dying in this bloody city were far greater than his chances of getting out alive, so what's the point of him thinking about it?

Thinking of this, Lin Mo took a deep breath, turned around, and just took a step, his feet stepped on the soft scarlet vines, and suddenly he felt an alarm.

Lin Mo was frightened, did not retreat, but advanced, his heart was horizontal, he threw himself forward directly, and rushed straight back to the driver's seat of the off-road vehicle with the open door.

When Lin Mo sat down and looked back, he saw that he had just stood in that position, and in the entanglement of the scarlet vines, a small blood bubble was squirming and "squeezing" out.

The blood blister was only the size of a fingernail when it was born, and it was pitiful in comparison to the tires of the off-road vehicle, fluttering and wobbling, as if it would burst at any moment.

But instead of crumbling, it grew bigger and bigger as it rose, and the edge of the blood blister had even begun to touch the edge of the off-road vehicle's tire.

This was the first time since Lin Mo went deep into Xinjing that he had seen the blood blisters that had previously shown their might on the edge of Xinjing, and he still had lingering fears about its terrifying corrosive digestion power.

Lin Mo didn't dare to bet that the car under him could withstand the corrosion, so when he saw what it was, he didn't hesitate to turn his head, because of the gradually rising blood blister, he didn't even dare to pull the driver's door, directly put on gear, and stepped on the accelerator to the end.

The military off-road engine roared and in an instant it was rushing like an arrow from a string, speeding across the scarlet vine-paved road.

But as soon as Lin Mo rushed out, he realized that the situation was not right—on the ground, under the cover of the thick fog, countless blood bubbles were rising densely in the scarlet vines.

No matter how slow Lin Mo was, he realized that this scarlet vine was coming for him!

In the densely raised array of blood bubbles, the sheer size of the off-road vehicle was no use to evade the possibility.

Lin Mo knew this very well, he gritted his teeth, and drove the car under him forward, intending to rush over at high speed.

But this time, the scarlet vines seemed to be fully prepared for Lin Mo's lore, no matter which direction Lin Mo rushed towards, what he was facing was a dense array of blood bubbles rising from the scarlet vines.

―Whichever path he chooses, it seems to be a dead end.

At the beginning, the volume of the raised blood blisters was still small, and Lin Mozu could rely on the speed of the off-road vehicle to run over without injury, but soon, he was faced with a basketball sized blood blister, and the tires were crushed, and these blood blisters carrying strong corrosive contents would attach to the tires.

And the consequences

Lin Mo heard a bang, and the car moving at high speed tilted to one side uncontrollably.

There are tires, flat tires.