The troll's body is full of almost digested 'food', human bones are invisible, and nearly ninety percent of the concrete buildings and cars have been melted down. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

If there was any other way, Yan Zhen would never walk around in the troll's body, and now its shell was dry and could not bear the weight of an adult.

"I've got to get out of here, I'm going to die!" Yan Zhen remembered the position before jumping into the sewer, if he followed the original route to find Sun Guobin and them, he would have to walk for a long time, and now he decided to get out of the monster's body first and take a detour back outside the city.

The absolute darkness in the monster's body, Yan Zhen held a miniature flashlight, feeling like the male protagonist in a European and American horror movie, surviving in danger and frightening every step.

"Ahh

His butt hit the ground, and he fell on the hard ground, but fortunately it wasn't deep underneath, and he slowed down before he sat up from the ground.

"I forgot that there is still a basement..."Picking up the flashlight that fell next to him, Yan Zhen said with annoyance.

This is the basement of a building, and the main building and the architectural part of the basement have been sucked away, leaving only a dirt pit in this semi-basement.

Yan Zhen stood up and patted off the dirt on his pants, I am afraid there are many such places, he crawled back into the monster's body, looked around, and picked a steel bar that had not been digested.

This time he was wiser, poking the ground in front of him with steel as he went, and finding his way like a blind man, but in doing so his progress was slowed down, and he felt that it was more painful than being trapped in a desert or a snowy mountain.

The first thing Yan Zhen did when he stepped out of the monster's body was to take a big breath of the outside air, feeling like he had slept all night in the belly of a rotting beast.

Now that he had finally shaken off the stench of his spicy eyes, he ran and gasped until he was far enough away from the troll's corpse to stop breathing.

But he still felt that his nasal cavity, lungs, and even his whole body were occupied by the smell.

Without the shelter of trolls and buildings, the night sky of the city is full moon and stars, and the air is full of cold and cold autumn nights.

The troll's skin became thinner and thinner, and Yan Zhen didn't have the energy to think about why it died inexplicably, and why it dried up in a very short period of time, when he heard someone shouting his name.

"Yan Zhen - Yan Zhen - where are you?" It was Vivien's voice.

Vivien's voice was a little distorted through the loudspeaker, and he quickly identified the direction in which the sound was coming from, and ran excitedly in that direction, and after running for a while, he saw an RV coming this way.

"Yan Zhen? It's Yan Zhen! Vivien's voice was out of tune, sharp and harsh, but unusually surprised and excited.

"I'm here!" Yan Zhen raised his arms and waved, shouting.

"Haha~ Great, he's fine, you can drive the potato chips faster!" Vivien didn't turn off her horn, she was yelling at the potato chips she was driving.

When the RV approached, Yan Zhen found that the car was driving fast and slow, left and right, and the body was bumpy and bumpy, like a square dance.

Of the four people who came out to plant the bomb, only potato chips were closest to the return point, Vivian couldn't drive, Sun Guobin couldn't drive the car like this, so the person who was driving now must be potato chips, a handicapped hand that hadn't passed the driver's license test for four years......

The car drove close to him, arched forward a few times before stopping, Yan Zhen laughed at the funny parking method of potato chips, and as soon as the car stopped the potato chips, he jumped out of the car from the side of the cab and went straight to Yan Zhen to give him a fierce hug.

"You guy's life!" Potato chips' eyes were a little moist, and he slapped Yan Zhen's back twice, choking on the dust raised and coughing: "Mom, what do you smell like here, vomit~"

Yan Zhen felt that it was better not to tell him the truth, so he explained casually: "I was hiding in the sewers. ”

"Wit enough!" Potato Chips pinched his nose and took a few steps back, sticking out his thumb and boasting.

Vivien sat in the window seat, holding in her hand the kind of horn that hung from the front of the tricycle, old and stained, and probably from a similar provenance to what he had thought.

"Hey, it's great you're okay, welcome back!" Vivien smiled sincerely.

Yan Zhen was about to ask how the others were doing, when he saw Wei Dongcheng, who had gauze wrapped in his hands, and An Quan, who had gauze wrapped in his eyes, peeking out of the car window, and seeing the injured parts of the two, he instantly knew why potato chips were driving.

He suddenly noticed that there was no one in the car, so he asked, "Where is Brother Sun?" ”

"He went to look in the other direction, we are afraid that if you escape to the opposite direction for some reason, you will split up with Brother Sun, hey, now there are only three of us left."

"And me!" Sun Yixin also squeezed out her head from the window and emphasized it seriously.

The little girl's words drew laughter, and Yan Zhen asked casually after laughing, "The others are gone with Brother Sun?" ”

Potato Chips pouted: "Let's go, didn't you find any missing cars?" ”

Yan Zhen said 'ah', so the other survivors drove away Sun Guobin's RV, so didn't Sun Guobin go to search for him on foot?

Perhaps his expression was too obvious, Vivian hurriedly explained: "Brother Sun is riding a bicycle. ”

"Then let's go back to the old place and wait for him." Yan Zhen took the initiative to take over the driver's work, and the potato chips were happy to go back to the car box to chat with Vivian.

After waiting for two hours at the highway intersection, Sun Guobin came back on his bicycle, at this time it was already late at night, and everyone decided to rest for one night before leaving, anyway, the troll was dead, the crisis was lifted, and he could finally sleep peacefully.

Yan Zhen didn't look at his phone this night, he had tried his best whether it was success or failure, although his body could bear it, but he was tired, he decided to sleep well first, and then go to see the results of the mission tomorrow.

The next morning, after eating something simply, everyone left the city of Yang, the potato chips did not ask Wei Dongcheng for the biscuits handed to him, he took out a bag of potato chips from under the bed and tore them open and ate them.

"Oh, girl, what kind of expression do you have? Potato chips are delicious, why don't you have some too? ”

"Don't eat, snack, you're not a good boy!"

Sun Yixin's words made everyone in the car laugh, and the potato chips also laughed, and the RV drove past the ruins of the city and drove to the next stop.

After sunset, the car stopped on the side of the road, there are corn fields on both sides of the road, Yan Zhen told the potato chips to get out of the car, and went to the field with him to pick corn.

There was a cornfield to obstruct, the two took out their mobile phones to check, and after reading the potato chips, they frowned and asked Yan Zhen: "Do you have any tips?" ”

Yan Zhen shook his head and asked, "What about you?" ”

Potato Chips broke an ear of corn, turned his head to look behind him, the dense corn blocked the view, Potato Chips was sure that they could not be seen outside, but habitually lowered his voice and said: "No, what the hell is going on, the monster is dead and the mission is not over!" ”

This is also what Yan Zhen is puzzled about, the task is still shown to be continued, neither completed nor failed.

The two chatted for a long time, and after picking more than 20 ears of corn, they didn't discuss the results, so they could only wait for the park to announce the results.