Han Mo carried the basket on his back, and the inner wall of the bottled water bottle was pasted with a layer of black stains, not that it could not be cleaned, but in order to prevent others from seeing the harvest, it was indispensable to prevent people's hearts, people who had struggled for ten years in the last days, and those who didn't understand this, the graves were ten meters high.

Ten meters tall is not a joke, but a fact, after the warping storm, the growth laws of these plants are all twisted and distorted, and the same plant can grow into a way that he doesn't even know his mother if he changes the growth environment.

Under this ten-meter-high grass is a grass stalk, and above it is a large leaf, which is somewhat similar to the previous lotus leaves, but the color is purple and black, and it grows on land, a high-grade infect, only those who have corrected the old man can eat it, and it is said that the taste of the young plants is still very good, but there are too many of them to have no value of picking.

Han Mo's target was the companion fungus of these ten-meter-tall grasses named Zilin, which was a low-infection food that grew fast, but it was also very sought-after, and whether it could be picked was completely up to luck.

Han Mo walked carefully in the purple forest group, the purple forest leaves covered the sky and the sun, and only a little light leaked through the cracks, making the whole environment look less terrifying, he carefully searched the location of the roots of the purple forest, while carefully covering up his tracks.

If you want to survive, this is a necessary measure, otherwise it is very likely that your day's harvest will be robbed by others, and you may even become someone else's food.

Han Mo had a thin bamboo tube in his hand, with thin thorns in it, just like blowing arrows, humans were stabbed by thin thorns, and the poison on it would instantly paralyze people, and the poison was taken from some kind of amphibian that could not be mentioned.

This bamboo pipe is naturally not used to guard against twisted creatures, human beings encounter twisted creatures, it is better to escape, the purpose of his use of this blow arrow, one is to prevent being robbed by others and he is defenseless, and the other is to rob others.

It doesn't matter whether it is good or evil, everyone is here to live, in times of peace it is a world where one person eats people, and in the last days, it is just to tear off that cover-up.

Han Mo's expression moved slightly, tightened the purple clothes on his body, then grabbed a purple forest grass next to him, climbed up in three or two clicks, and then curled up at the junction of the leaves and the leaf poles, if he didn't look carefully, he couldn't see where a person was lying on his stomach.

With a thin bamboo tube in his mouth, Han Mo's eyes were fixed on a piece of soil, and he tried his best to look at the creatures that came over, people's adaptability is terrifying, a person who has lived in the last days for ten years, especially people like them who are hovering on the line of life and death, will have a certain perception, if you stare at others with your eyes in a daze, the other party will have a sense of it.

Not to mention the existence of people like secondary infected, their perception ability surpasses that of ordinary humans, Han Mo needs to judge whether the target value is worth the shot, but this time the target is a little weird.

Dressed in a wide black robe, with a mask on his face, and black-framed glasses in front of him, he walked in the purple forest without the slightest sense of vigilance, as if he was here for sightseeing, which looked extremely comfortable.

"There are quirks. After making this decision, Han Mo withdrew his gaze and continued to hide, this kind of strange target can not be touched without touching, and quietly missing it is the best ending.

In fact, Han Mo also took advantage of this, and after sensing the danger, he pretended to be relaxed, hummed a song and left the danger zone, misleading the enemy and making them dare not gamble.

Anyway, at that time, it was the time to test his acting skills, if he showed a flaw, the people over there would definitely not mind turning this fake empty city into a vacuum city, but the person below, Han Mo really didn't dare to do it, and his senses were also reminding him that once he made a move, something would definitely happen.

It's just that this person didn't leave then, leaning against a Zilin, took out a drink cup, and drank a drink that he didn't know what it was with a straw, Han Mo curled up on the Zilin and didn't dare to move, and didn't even dare to breathe more, he felt that the people below must have discovered him, otherwise how could he just stop here, there is no coincidence in this world.

Lu Li drank all the blood in the quilt, and the blood contained a large amount of distorting power, and the spiritual root of the appendix was functioning normally, and after the blood was in the stomach, the distorting power in it was absorbed by the appendix.

Putting the bottle aside, Lu Li glanced up at it, which made Han Mo's heart suddenly tighten, as if he was being targeted by something extremely dangerous, and when Han Mo came back to his senses, the person below had disappeared without a trace.

Even though his hands and feet were paralyzed, Han Mo still stayed on the purple forest for a long time before he landed, and at first glance, he saw the bottle that Lu Li had placed over there, and that bottle seemed to have a different kind of magical power, making people want to hold it in the palm of their hands.

Han Mo's reason was roaring, but his body was still tempted, and he grabbed the cup, and suddenly a sense of peace of mind rose, making Han Mo feel like he was back in the warm home before the cataclysm.

The straw on the cup attracted Han Mo's attention, it was a young purple forest plant, there was nothing wrong with the hollow in the center of the purple forest as a straw, the problem was that this young purple forest plant was completely distorted and infelt, it was completely edible grade.

"Maybe he's a corrector who has absorbed all the twisting power in the purple forest?" With this thought in his heart, Han Mo, who had been sent by the ghost, put this very ordinary-looking drink cup into the back basket.

Han Mo, who was not in the mood, took a turn in the purple forest group twice, picked one or two companion fungi and immediately walked back, but his expression hesitated, pulled out a young purple forest plant and threw it back into the back basket, and hurried back to the city.

Returning to his stronghold, Han Mo checked if anyone had come in and whether anyone was watching, then he threw the two associated fungi into a black pot, poured some water, and prepared to boil a pot of soup, which was his day's work.

Han Mo hesitated for a moment, then took out the drink cup again, as well as the young purple forest plant that was used as a straw, and observed carefully, there was indeed no distortion power on it, it was lower than the low-infect food, almost without the distortion power to infect.

He took out the young plant he had collected again, the twisting power on it was terrifying, Han Mo was sure that if he ate this young plant, it was estimated that there would be a qualitative change immediately and it would explode on the spot.

Picked up the cup and observed it carefully, sniffed it, it was full of blood, was the person drinking blood before? Han Mo thought about it and silently took a glass of water from this cup and put the young purple forest plants he picked into it.

Looking at the unchanged young plant, Han Mo himself smiled bitterly and said that he had lost his mind and gone crazy, that person must be a corrector, he was just playing with him before, after figuring this out, Han Mo finished eating the mushroom soup, arranged the warning devices and traps around, and fell asleep with a tattered quilt.

In the dream, it seems that something is transmitting, and the drink cups on the table are slowly working.