Passed?

Wu Chong let go of the condensed power in his hand, it seemed that Boss Zhang's pill really helped a lot. Otherwise, he would not have come over to be heavily polluted, but would have sounded the alarm directly.

As long as it's not exposed, everything else is easy to say.

Wu Chong obeyed the command, and like other medicine pickers, he was honestly taken to quarantine by the soldiers.

The isolation process went even more smoothly than Wu Chong expected, that is, he was pulled to an area by the group of garrison soldiers and locked up. It is full of severely infected people like them, and it is enough to take the removal medicine sent by Xianfu on time every day.

The medicine is supplied for free, and it can be regarded as helping Wu Chong solve a problem, otherwise he may not be able to get it if he has to pay for it. Maybe the Xianfu side also took into account the situation of the free medicine pickers, so they will give these medicines for free, which can be regarded as one of the few benefits of the Xianfu.

The pill was very similar to the one that Boss Zhang gave him before, but it was full of sourness, and it should be cheap. It's all free, so no one cares.

The quarantine area squatted for more than a month and was checked hundreds of times, until the value checked on the compass was less than two digits, and Wu Chong was released.

"Don't forget to take your medicine when you go out, your condition is a little worse than others."

When he went out, the guard in charge of quarantine also gave Wu Chong a bag of free medicine.

More than a month, which is a relatively long time on the side of the quarantine area. As an institution of the Immortal Mansion, it is naturally impossible for him to let him eat and drink here for nothing all the time, and he will release him after making sure that there is no threat.

"Let's go?"

After taking the medicine bag, Wu Chong was still a little surprised.

He thought he would be quarantined for three months, but he didn't expect it to be released so soon. The formalities on the Xianfu side are also quite rough, and there is no identity verification, and after he reported the free medicine picker, he directly built a temporary file for him, which said 'Wanderer'.

I don't know if it's because there are too many of this group, Xianfu is too lazy to care about it or other reasons.

"Still want to stay? You'll have to pay for it. The guards glanced Wu Chong up and down, their eyes full of disgust.

This is the attitude they have always had towards the homeless.

"Aren't you afraid that a dream demon will sneak in?"

"What do you think this place is? It's really a decoration in the fairy mansion! The guard sneered, and then closed the window door directly, not even bothering to say anything to Wu Chong.

Xianfu!

These people seem to have absolute confidence in the Immortal Mansion.

Walking out of the quarantine area, Wu Chong felt a trance in front of him, as if an abstract painting was slowly becoming clearer. The eyes made of the fungus coat are still very different from ordinary people. When I just looked at Boss Zhang and a few of them, I didn't think that as soon as I entered the crowded area now, the picture was a little abnormal.

But fortunately, this abnormality is still within the acceptable range.

"The aura is more abundant."

Wu Chong stood at the gate of the quarantine area and stretched out his hand to sense it.

The aura is highly poisonous to the life on the other side of the Chaos Sea, and the previous octopus just couldn't stand the high concentration of aura here, and was corrupted and half dead. Wu Chong was also affected, but it was still within the acceptable range, and his delusional path was also a 'fairy way' to some extent, and it was easier for him to adapt to the situation here than others.

Walk a few steps down the street.

This bayonet stronghold is a backward town, full of wind and sand, not to mention, and there is a heavy smell of donkey dung. The merchants on both sides were also lifeless, no one was shouting, and no one was shouting. Everything is regulated.

Wu Chong raised his head to see what it looked like at the end of the street, but after looking into the distance, the picture in his field of vision turned into a distorted circle, and there seemed to be a villain beating faintly. Even the clouds in the sky have grown a face, and they are talking about something.

Mushroom vision.

It is also in the normal range of about 300 meters.

"Look for an opportunity to change the material."

Wu Chong stopped and glanced at the shop next to him. It's a grain store, and the business owners are all tall and big, not to mention the guards next to them, and the sticks in their hands are almost waist-thick.

"Can't you go!"

A voice rang out suddenly.

It was a caravan, and he drove a caravan, in which there were many 'displaced people' who came out of the quarantine area like Wu Chong.

Wu Chong looked over and found that there were already seven or eight people sitting inside, and he had seen several of these people. I had a relationship with him when I was in quarantine before, and I was severely isolated.

"Grinding and chirping, are you stupid to be locked up!" The coachman said scoldingly.

"Where are you going?"

Wu Chong asked.

"Back to the city, do you want to live in the stronghold?" The coachman looked impatient.

Seeing this, Wu Chong stepped into the carriage.

I finally passed the bayonet stronghold, and naturally I went deep into the society here. The bayonet stronghold is too small, and the people who live here are all semi-militarized, and the Xianfu has extremely strict control over this place, and there must be strong people who haven't shown up in secret. If you want to do something, it's easier to move to a more stable place.

The carriage slowly drove out of the bayonet stronghold, and Wu Chong saw many different scenery on the way.

I thought that behind the Ultimate Gate was the real fairy world, but now it seems that this is not the case at all. After exiting the bayonet, there is a desolate desert everywhere outside, and the environment along the way will be twisted and deformed like jelly from time to time, maybe one second it looks like a forest, and the next second it becomes a mess of rocky sand dunes.

"It's a beautiful view, isn't it?"

Next to Wu Chong, a medicine picker who had the same identity as him as a 'wanderer' suddenly spoke.

He saw that Wu Chong had been staring at the scene outside the carriage, and thought that he was a lover like himself, so he spoke up.

Beautiful views?

You have a problem with aesthetics!

In Wu Chong's field of vision, a sandworm happened to kill a crawling crocodile, and in the distorted environment, the sandworm soon turned into a poisonous dragon hanging on a tree.

"My name is Li Suiyun."

"Wu Chong."

Wu Chong glanced at this person and simply said his name.

"Your eyes are different from those of other herb pickers, and their eyes are mostly numb." Li Suiyun took off the wine gourd on his waist and took a sip of it himself, without any intention of handing it to Wu Chong.

"The same goes for you."

Wu Chong looked at this person with a smile, and he found that this guy named Li Suiyun seemed to be hiding a secret.

Li Suiyun just smiled, talking to Wu Chong just now was just casual, and now that he is interested, he has no interest in talking.

The carriage drove dullly for two days.

After passing through the warped plains, the surrounding scene slowly became normal.

Rice fields began to appear all around, and there was a scene of abundant harvest.

Wu Chong looked ahead, and in his distorted mushroom vision, he saw a huge city with an oval curve, which was like a monster in an abstract painting, laughing wildly at this side.

I don't know what a normal city looks like. ’

Wu Chong guessed in his heart.

His current mushroom vision is okay up close, and the distance of more than three hundred is all up to his imagination.

(End of chapter)