Cultivation from the top

Chapter 188 The Slime Monster
The ringing of the mobile phone scared the female reporter out of her wits. She immediately held the mobile phone in her arms and looked cautiously towards the gas station to see if anyone found her.

Those few people were still the same as before, without any change.

Probably because the phone rang for too short a time, and the female reporter responded quickly, so no one heard it.

Then, the female reporter slowly took her hand away and saw a familiar name.

"Hello? Ali? What's the matter?"

The female reporter lowered her voice and asked questions over the phone.

"Sister, I still don't think it's good for you to go to Kunlun Mountain City alone. I've signed up for a tour group, and I'll be there in a few days."

Hearing Ali's speech, the female reporter just wanted to hold her forehead and sigh deeply.

"Ali, can you see if the tour group can get a refund? It's a waste of money."

"Why do you say that? Didn't you go to find you? How can it be a waste of money? Could it be that you have already arrived at Kunlun Mountain City and are you going to come back?"

After Ali said a few words, he felt something was wrong, so he boldly assumed.

If Ali came to Kunlun Mountain City with a tour group, and the female reporter happened to drive a car to leave Kunlun Mountain City, it would be a miss. The two of them are spending money to wander around, which is not worth it.

"My business here is almost done, and I'm going back soon. You don't need to come."

This is a bold guess for the female reporter.

She thought that the next thing was to collect all kinds of evidence Cheng Tianye left in Kunlun Mountain City, and it would not take too much time.

Because many parts of Kunlun Mountain City are still unusable, even Cheng Tianye, as the inspector, has no way to expand the activity area to the entire city.

Isn't evidence from several locations easy to gather?

"Do you need me to pick you up from the expressway in District C? When will I pick you up?"

Ali was thoughtful, and directly thought of whether the female reporter should prepare a large table of food at home to welcome the female reporter back when she came back.

"No, no, you can continue to spend these few days of vacation. You will have to stay up late to catch up on the manuscript in a few days. Well, that's it, hang up first."

The female reporter who asked a few words hung up the phone without waiting for Ali's reply.

Every minute and every second now cannot be said to be very precious, and it has reached a level that cannot be wasted at will.

There will be plenty of time in the future for the opportunity to speak with Ali, so there is no need to worry about these few minutes.

With these few minutes, it is better to bring your ears closer and hear more things.

Putting away the mobile phone, the female reporter leaned close to the wall with her waist bent.

What made her feel wrong was that her nose picked up a scent.

It smells like flowers, but I've never smelled anything like it before.

Because this kind of floral fragrance is so fragrant, even more fragrant than artificial perfume.

But without the slightest pungent feeling.

The smell is unusually soft.

It goes deep into the lungs from the nostrils, and then spreads all over the body, with a tingling and numb feeling.

The things in front of him seemed to become blurred, and his hands and feet also lost strength.

The female reporter had no choice but to lean against the wall and slowly slide down to the soft ground.

Now she can't figure out why she is here, why she is sitting here.

Whether it was wanting to continue to follow Cheng Tianye, or wanting to know the truth she wanted, these things seemed meaningless at this moment.

The tingling feeling all over her body has made the female reporter give up thinking.

Because of too much comfort, the female reporter's brain is slowly falling into the danger of dying.

However, the female reporter didn't care.

Her body is as free as a puddle of water, a wisp of smoke, or a gust of wind.

Beyond the shackles of thinking, beyond the shackles of the spirit.

Words can no longer describe this feeling, and all the descriptions in the world are like boring weeds under this feeling, meaningless.

Even with her eyes closed and her body relaxed, the female reporter could feel this feeling of being about to become a fairy filling her body, paralyzing her brain and immersing her in this wonderful feeling.

She could no longer find where her left hand was, and neither did her right hand.

Still, what's the problem?

The female reporter does not feel the existence of her legs, nor does she care about the gradual disappearance of her body.

He didn't even care about the fact that his head was slowly melting away.

The female reporter enjoyed the process and the feeling.

It's like lying in a pile of feathers and hugging another pile of feathers.

It seemed that someone was yelling, and the sound was so loud that it could wake people up from their sleep.

who cares.

Close your eyes, it has nothing to do with me.

The female reporter didn't care about the noise of those people, she just closed her eyes and enjoyed the comfortable feeling.

Then the voices of a man and a woman were heard.

Especially the man's voice sounded very familiar.

Whose is it?

The female reporter couldn't figure it out.

It was very familiar, like the voice I had heard all the time, but at this moment, I couldn't think of anything about that man.

Who is it?
The female reporter was a little confused.

who cares.

The female reporter gave up.

From the beginning to the end, the female reporter never raised her eyelids once.

From the moment she closed her eyes until the voices of various people sounded around her, the female reporter never opened her eyes again.

It wasn't that she deliberately didn't open her eyes to see what was going on around her, but that the numbness had made the female reporter give up thinking and enjoy the comfort that this body brought to her brain.

So, until a monster about ten meters high appeared in the place where the female reporter was lying down, everyone around picked up pistols and shot at the monster, and even when someone raised a machine gun and fired wildly, the female reporter could not wake up a little bit. A little while.

No, perhaps it is more accurate to say that the female reporter has disappeared from the moment the monster appeared.

……

When the female reporter was about to eavesdrop on Cheng Tianye's speech again, a creature made of slime attacked her from behind.

He approached the female reporter's brain with the mucus that looked like an arm, and then successfully touched the female reporter.

Soon, the mucus entered the female reporter's brain along her skull.

It's hard to believe that something the size of a human can be squeezed into a person's head so easily.

After the mucus entered the female reporter's head, she began to appear in various situations such as trance, inability to control her hands and feet, and loss of body balance.

Finally, the female reporter fell half a meter in front of her.

The phone in his pocket also slid out.

Then, the whole body of the female reporter began to be corrupted by the mucus from the inside.

From this moment on, the female reporter's life was over.

The body of the female reporter became the nutrient of this mucus, which made it grow wildly.

By the time the men in black around reacted, the slime had grown into a monster that looked amazing.

And everything on the female reporter's body was left behind except for a mobile phone, and the rest could no longer be seen.

(End of this chapter)