Chapter 340: Exhaustive Appearance
Just a few months ago, the "Whale Nuclear Power Plant" successfully trapped the power of cultivation, writing the miracle of mortals' counterattack on cultivators. The old monster was bound by the worldly weapon "Knight Bomb", and was trapped by a group of mercenaries for a whole night, and the result was that the magic weapon was destroyed, and he was defeated and lost.
So much so that none of the original ideas could be realized, and Yang Xiaohai picked up a lively "fox spirit". It looks simple, but it is the result of the old otaku design for a long time, combined with the right time, place, and people.
If the ancestor is cautious, if there is even a little bit of difference in the link of crocheting traps, the result will undoubtedly turn around. Cultivating the true Yuan Infant is powerful, how can it be so easy to get along?
But the "Suzaku" type monster opposite the black pupil is completely different. The strange bird spits lava from its mouth and can be resurrected and reborn in a short time, and there may be something special that hasn't had time to show, but who let it run into the black pupil?
Unlike the trembling of the besieging Ancestor mercenaries, the black pupil almost closed his eyes and slashed blindly. The first two times, the black pupils still jumped up, and they had to get close to the "Vermilion Bird" to make a knife.
The angle, speed, and power are all unassailable. But after dozens of resurrections, Black Pupil found a relatively clean bald stone, and sat down and didn't get up
γ As long as a chirp of "chirp ......" appeared in his mind, the "Heavenly Cloud Sword" would cross time and space, splitting the bright red flames in halfβthe girl would be dead. Each resurrection is in the same place, and it does not move anywhere. It's so unchallenging!
was full of excitement and planned to have a hearty battle, but as soon as I saw it, the suspense was exhausted, and it was really boring. The black pupil was tired of being crooked, but he couldn't turn around and leave. So when the three-sided battle was nearing the end, the big black fox fairy was still bored playing "cutting fruit".
"Ahem...... That, Hitomi sister...... If so, can you end the battle? The sooner the rescue and casualty statistics are carried out, the less damage will be lost......"
Black pupils have slightly pointed ears pinned to a blue Bluetooth headset. The headset is connected to the phone in the hot pants. Since connecting to the satellite, most of the main persons in charge of the base have a modified version of a smartphone.
How can there be such a thing? Well, it's not difficult to find a few communications experts among the thousands of survivors, right? The big waves wash the sand, and the fittest survive; To survive to this day, luck alone will not work.
It's a bit brutal, but when the end of the world comes, top talent from all walks of life tends to survive more easily and has more ways to deal with desperate situations. In the small "whale nuclear power plant", the condensed survivors are almost all the elite of the human race.
Black Hitomi doesn't like to wear a cold and stiff "Transformers" suit. Of course, compared to the high-tech power and the mystery of the "Heavenly Cloud Sword", it is really impossible to say who can be better. Anyway, Miss Kitsune can dress up however she wants. has strength, that's how capricious.
"Can't you see? I'm tired of it? It's this flat-haired beast who has been playing tricks and refuses to die, what can I do! Black Hitomi was aggrieved by Winnie's urging.
As if angry, with a flick of his wrist, the "Tiancong Cloud Sword" comparable to the size of a rocket roared out. A terrifying killing weapon with a destructive aura, the black pupil is as careless as a feather.
"Snapping the ......", the "Suzaku", which was divided in half and halved, fell into the dust for the hundredth and first time.
In the "Battle Command Center", Winnie, who had changed her clothes, sat down again. Looking at the corner of the big screen, the black pupil sighed faintly again. The screen shows the east, south, west and north of the base at the same time.
Except for the south, the other three parties are carefully cleaning the battlefield. Although the microspores are still deadly, they cannot enter without a carrier to break through the city walls.
"Vermilion Bird, Green Dragon, White Tiger, Xuanwu, hehe, even if it's an S-class 'mutant'? What if we are more adapted to the end times than we are? You've picked the wrong opponent! Winnie muttered to herself as she stared at the massive wreckage on all sides.
If a monster looks weird, that's fine. But the four S-class mutant "infected" all match the appearance of the legendary "Four Holy Beasts", which is very intriguing.
Winnie secretly decided that after the dust settled, she would consult an expert and investigate the green mist and the strange "infestation". You can't just create a bunch of monsters out of nowhere, right?
But all this can only be a matter for later. Her priority right now is how to get rid of these things. Through observation, Winnie discovers that the green mist must not be too far away from the "infected", otherwise it will quickly wither and rot and turn into dust.
This is also a blessing in misfortune. Otherwise, it would be difficult to stop them with only five meters of walls. But letting the green mist drift around the base is certainly not a no-go.
"Using a helicopter to blow the fog away? Drivers wearing protective clothing may be able to give it a try. Winnie stared at the monster and the massive wreckage, calculating what to do with the green mist.
As soon as an immature idea came to mind, the situation changed: first, the boundless army of "inhabited" suddenly came to a standstill.
Through the drone, Winnie can clearly see that the monsters are truly immovable: not only do they stop, but even their bodies no longer tremble.
Then, the "Suzaku" monster opposite the black pupil was no longer resurrected, but honestly lay in the dirt.
"Huh?" Winnie didn't know why, so she got up and walked quickly to the screen. As the camera zoomed in, Winnie found the clue: the green seedlings on the head of the "infected" had all thickened and heightened a lot.
In particular, the performance of the big BSSS is the most - four huge wrecks, not only on the top of the brain, but also on the body with countless emerald green shoots.
"What's going on? It's winter season, the coldest time of the year! Did the virus change the growth season of the plant? β
The new shoots rapidly thicken and grow taller at a rate visible to the naked eye. In a moment's trance, Winnie saw a vigorous green. Not only blonde beauties, but everyone with eyes saw such an abnormal scene.
The mercenaries hid within the thick city walls and witnessed the whole process of emerald green life budding, growing taller, and then turning from emerald green to dark gray.
The discolored vine-like plants hook up with each other and soon spread into patches. The exuberant rally soon covered the ground. "Maybe early spring this year?"
Winnie had never seen anything like this, and she couldn't help but start thinking about it. The continuous gray vines are far from the end of the change: when they are connected to a certain thickness, the vines actually pull out countless branches and grow straight upwards.
There are no green leaves, only bare, gray stems. Like a blow, the gray rhizome grew and flourished, and soon rose above the city walls.
At this moment, Winnie's quiet heart finally rippled: "Except for the personnel in protective suits, the rest of the people have all withdrawn into the building. The loudspeaker sent Winnie's sweet voice to every corner of the base.
It's a pity that it's late. Just above the city wall, the tip of the ash stem suddenly cracked, and several tiny white roots pulled out, and then spewed out countless spores that were invisible to the naked eye.
A thick green mist descended out of thin air and fell over the walls towards the base. The mercenaries inside the wall are in good condition, just close the door tightly. The unfortunate ones are those who are galloping.
There are not only mercenaries in the base, but also a large number of non-combat survivors. They don't have "Transformers" suits, no guns, and even cold weapons.
The green mist swayed around, and there was no time to dodge in the future, and the people not far from the city wall were shrouded in it. "Puff puff puff ......", muffled again and again, I don't know how many fresh lives have returned to nothingness.
"Bastard! Injectors, which inject fuel into the air. The helicopter swarm takes off and uses the propellers to blow the green mist out of the base! Pay attention to self-protection and use all means at your disposal to remove the poison. β
Winnie is in a hurry: Green Mist not only harvests human lives, but also takes root. In just a few moments, the edges of the base were littered with grayish-brown, erect rhizomes.
This is not an ornamental greenery, but a monster that devours human life. Let them spread, take root, sprout, and it won't take long for them to grow everywhere.
The order was quickly executed. The mercenaries of "Transformers" flew the helicopter into the sky; The mercenary carrying the "jet" walked out of hiding place and quickly released the fire demon.
As the monster changed from dynamic to static, Winnie also put on "Transformers" and joined the team of "Weeding". For a time, the base was shrouded in smoke and flames. Luckily, the spores, no matter how terrifying, are not beyond the realm of living things.
Whether it is the gray rhizomes or the green mist wafting in the sky, it is all flammable materials that can easily catch fire. Unlike the ignition of the "Xuanwu", the helicopter that lifts off is like an exhaust fan, bringing a large amount of oxygen.
So a small spark can lead to a large piece of heavenly fire. Outside the base, tall branches are ignited, like candles stuck in a cake. Soon, the greenery faded, the sky gradually revealed its true colors, and the fireworks occasionally appeared.
When a puppet looked up: he saw that the sun was setting, and it was close to the time of the palm lamp.
The air is filled with a strong aroma. It was a sweet taste like wheat. Yang Xiaohai spread out on the back chair in the restaurant, even if his stomach was round and he smelled the aroma, his saliva was still uncontrollable and shameless from the corners of his mouth.
The old otaku had tears in the corners of his eyes, and slowly stretched his waist: Eating can be sleepy, which is also a kind of ability. Everyone else is fighting, and sleeping is to provoke the anger of the people. Inevitably fell asleep, Yang Xiaohai could only pull on his cotton slippers and go downstairs slowly.
As soon as I went out, I saw countless black and gray poles in the ground. The hot air was filled with the smell of burning. Yang Xiaohai sniffled, only to feel that the aroma was very familiar.
The old otaku strolled to the tall, isolated, black rhizome and reached for it. The upright stick was broken in response to the hand, and the broken part was completely milky white, and the heat was faintly emitted in the cold winter.
"Goodong", the foodie old otaku swallowed a big mouthful of saliva. This thing with a strong burnt smell really makes your index finger move. Yang Xiaohai ripped off the black skin a few times, and was about to send it to his mouth.
A cold alarm voice came from behind him: "Don't you think you don't have many hands and feet?" β
Yang Xiaohai suddenly remembered his strange appearance of three on the left and four on the right, and the warm things in his hands were no longer difficult to put into his mouth. Looking back, it turned out to be a slender female version of "Transformers". Judging by the voice, the person who came should be a blonde beauty.
"Who should I be, isn't this my smart, wise, calm, beautiful and moving Sister Winnie?"
Yang Xiaohai turned his back on his hand, but there was a sly smile on his face: "Sister, I want to eat roasted yam......"
The blonde beauty, who was disturbed by countless sacrifices and huge losses, immediately raised her eyebrows and her tongue bloomed: "G-U-N!" β