I'm Not Shouldering This Blame

The sky no longer lights up, and under the dark night, the wind sends the roar of monsters in the distance.

A pickup truck that didn't even dare to turn on its headlights was driving cautiously on the road.

The carriage was covered with several layers of thick canvas, and there were hand-welded metal railings on both sides. There was an unpleasant smell in the carriage. The source was a stack of plastic bags wrapped in kraft paper piled up in the corner, from which blood seeped slowly. out.

A young supernatural person glanced at the paper bag in disgust. He touched his empty stomach and asked in confusion, "Uncle Ma, what you heard is correct? Can you eat cooked food in military bases?"

"Look at what you said, can there be fewer people in the country? Don't worry about not having people with fire abilities..."

The man named Uncle Ma is a dark-skinned middle-aged man who looks like a manual worker, with rough palms and thick calluses. He is like the leader of the group, with a smile on his face, but he is squatting in the pickup truck The safest location.

Those supernatural beings who couldn't stand the bumps sat near the vents and the rear of the car.

They were more or less painted, even the girls were unkempt, with a few mud marks on their cheeks, and everyone looked like a frightened bird, holding sharp objects tightly in their hands.

Some are knives, some are small steel bars, and some even have a bottle opener.

They are separated by a certain distance from each other. This is the experience taught them by the experience of surviving in the abandoned world. If they are close to others, if they are attacked, both of them will be finished.

The abandoned world is full of dangers. In order to survive, people are forced to stick together and rely on the power of the group, but people are more terrifying than monsters. The supernatural beings are on guard against each other, and they wish to sleep with one eye open.

For most supernatural beings, this world has no relatives, no friends, no trustworthy acquaintances—live alone, like a primitive man drinking blood.

"There are not only people with fire abilities in the army, but also people with water abilities!"

Cooked food, clean drinking water, you can lie on a soft bed without worrying about being attacked by monsters, the paradise on earth is nothing more than this.

The supernatural beings on the pickup truck all showed eager eyes, hoping that the rumors were true, but fearing that the facts would not match them.

"When we left with Uncle Ma, there were still some people who didn't believe it. They said that the army had guns in their hands, and they couldn't bring in no matter how many supplies they had. The soldiers themselves didn't have enough rations, so who cares about our lives."

Uncle Ma snorted through his nose: "There is no conclusive news, I dare to take you on the highway for half a day, and run to Haicheng at the risk of being eaten by monsters?"

"You are always far-sighted..."

"Put away your polite words. It's nothing to talk about being far-sighted. I just saw that group of supernatural beings rushing to Haicheng... You have seen those guys wearing black badges."

"Heiyuan?" Everyone was very surprised.

The Abandoned World has been around for a long time, and various gangs and mutual aid associations with bluffing names have sprung up faster than bamboo shoots after the rain. However, as long as these organizations are a little larger, they will encounter people who "come to recommend themselves."Wearing badges with gold rims and black backgrounds, they are of different ages. The common point is that they know monsters very well, and they can also get some confidential information. They are very popular with small groups of supernatural beings.

There are also people who try to pretend to be "Heiyuan", but they are usually exposed quickly. Heiyuan is tightly organized, and every person with supernatural powers who wants to enter Heiyuan needs a referrer and must pass the assessment.Even if you join the black abyss, you are still on the periphery, and you are not qualified to wear a badge, so it is difficult to find out any secrets.

There are also gossip that Heiyuan has a great background.

"I hope that after the end of the abandoned world, people from the army will not take us away."

This is what the supernatural beings are most afraid of. When they return to reality, they will be imprisoned. How will they face their parents and friends?

With a small cigarette butt in his mouth, Uncle Ma sighed a long time: "Didn't you find out? Someone entered the abandoned world a few days ago and stayed in this damned place for a whole month. There are monsters everywhere in Haicheng , we are single and weak, how long can we hold on?"

At this time, the wheels seemed to have crushed something, and they jumped up suddenly.

The supernatural being in the car was extremely nervous, looking at the dark sky outside in fear.

"What's the matter, didn't I tell you to drive along the mushroom bushes?"

"Yes...but, Uncle Ma, look on both sides of the road."

Of course, there are trees on both sides of the road. Because of the monster attack, the railings on the highway were damaged, and the street lights seemed to be gone. The visibility was very low, and the tree trunks were connected with their shadows.

Uncle Ma doesn't know how to drive. He couldn't see his surroundings clearly in the middle of the night, and he just felt a palpitation. This was the feeling of being stared at by some monster——

"That's not a tree!" A person with supernatural abilities in Pikachu screamed.

How can there be tall trees more than ten meters high on both sides of the expressway, if they encounter a curve, they will not block the line of sight?

In a panic, the driver turned on the headlights, illuminating the road ahead, and the mushroom standing silently by the side of the road!

Everyone was pale and stunned.

They didn't know when they drove into the mushroom's base camp. The road ran through the mushroom forest, which looked like a safe passage specially opened by someone. The huge mushroom caps on both sides of the road were as high as five stories.

Some of the tops of the mushrooms still had the withered arms and bodies of the monsters hanging from them, making it creepy to see in the dark.

As if stimulated by the light, the front side of the mushroom cap slowly turned, and the protruding mycelium extended towards the pickup.The hyphae of the giant mushroom are as thick as ropes, and they are like whips that can tear a car apart.

"Ahhh!" The driver stepped on the accelerator with his eyes closed.

"Calm down, you idiot!"

The hyphae formed several "roadblocks", forcing the car to slow down, and the lasso-like "ropes" were thrown towards the car one by one. Finally, the body of the pickup truck was suspended in the air, and the whole thing was hoisted, with the wheels idling crazily.

The supernatural beings gripped the compartment panels in panic, their bodies involuntarily tilted to follow the body.

Mycelium unceremoniously lifted the roof covered by the thick cloth, swam into the car like a snake, and "searched" the car domineeringly.Carefully "sniffing" the oily paper bag soaked in blood, and found that these were leftovers from "myself" eating, Mushroom immediately lost interest and shifted the focus to the supernatural being.

Although they have all been in close contact with mushrooms and have been bound by mycelium, there is a big difference between mycelium and mycelium!The ones that are thinner than a hair can be ignored, and the noodles that are so wide make people feel nervous. When these bowl-thin things appear in front of them, the legs of those who can hardly bear it will feel weak.

Fortunately, they were all killed by monsters, and none of them fainted on the spot.

While horrified, a car horn sounded from the road behind.

"What's the situation, why is it blocked in front?"

"...Don't come here, there are mushrooms!" The voice of the person in the car was trembling.

"Of course there are mushrooms. There are mushrooms for several kilometers around here!" The person in the car behind said angrily.

Otherwise, with so many supernatural beings gathered in the Red Dragon Base, in the eyes of monsters, wouldn't it be a delicious table full of Chinese people?

"Huh? Haicheng's license plate, who are you and what are you doing here?"

The modified roof on the back of the pickup was lifted off, and several supernatural beings with pale faces watched dumbly as the mycelium tied up the off-road vehicle behind and hoisted it to a place parallel to them.

The hyphae "searched" them indiscriminately.

Compared with the lifeless ones here, the people on the off-road vehicle seemed much more relaxed, leaning on the seat and letting the hyphae entwine and rummage through them, as if they were used to it.

"Black, black badge." The female supernatural being next to Uncle Ma saw the logo of Heiyuan.

Dai Badge is a young man with a smile and eight teeth, which makes his ordinary appearance look a bit special. What makes Uncle Ma and the others care is that everyone else in the car is wearing camouflage uniforms.

"We want to go... We heard that there is a base near here where the army is stationed."

Looking at those eager eyes, the young man from Heiyuan nodded and asked in a drawn-out tone: "Have you registered your identity information?"

"what?"

"I mean, as supernatural beings, have you registered your identities with the country?"

"..." It was too late for this matter, and they took the initiative to report to the police?

"If you don't have information, it will be troublesome, because identity and household registration information can only be queried in the real world. The registration information of supernatural beings is handwritten by a special person and placed in the base. If you don't have it, you can't enter the base and can only live in the periphery. Oh, The so-called periphery is inside the temporary tent built by mushrooms."

Several supernatural beings on the pickup hesitated to speak.

After the mushroom search was over, the hyphae slowly loosened, and the two vehicles were put back on the road. They left excitedly holding a few corpses of monsters that had been dug out of the off-road vehicle.

"It's really hard to feed these guys, they won't eat the stale ones." The young man from Heiyuan complained in a low voice.

The mushrooms extract the power from the monster's body, instead of devouring the flesh and blood. The power of the long-dead corpse has dissipated, so of course they won't take another look.

"Aren't you in charge of this job?" The Red Dragon team member driving the car teased, "Everyone knows."

"I haven't fed mushrooms with a radius of several kilometers. The mushrooms outside are full, but the mushrooms inside are still hungry!"

This young man from Heiyuan is Yang Chao. He still has one thing in his heart. Li Fei recently hinted that he can control the scope and quantity of mushrooms.

Is this difficult to say, but it is not so easy to say that it is simple. Take the mushroom forest near the Red Dragon Base as an example. The hyphae extend back again, and there is a reasonable cycle of rising and falling.The problem is that the mushrooms are running around, and there is no way to stop them. It is more difficult for the mushrooms not to open up new territories than it is for an addict to quit drugs.

"The car follows!"

Yang Chao greeted the pickup truck.

Surrounded by mushrooms, the group of supernatural beings had no choice. The driver tremblingly held the steering wheel and followed the off-road vehicle cautiously.

The road gradually disappeared, and the road surface became more and more bumpy, sometimes winding and turning like a maze.

When bright lights appeared ahead, none of the supernatural beings on the pickup could tell where the Red Dragon base was, and they couldn't even tell the difference between southeast and north.

The warm lighting and the smell of barbecue wafted by the wind lifted their spirits.

When they got close to the gate of the base, Uncle Ma and the others were surprised to find that there were many cars parked here. After a rough count, there were at least dozens of supernatural beings gathered here. Some people lined up to register, and some people surrounded the cooking The cauldron, and the one who pulled a hammock and slept under the mushroom handles, were very lively.

The off-road vehicle drove straight in, and drove into the gate of the heavily guarded base.

A tall bronze sculpture of two people with a peculiar shape resembling an hourglass was erected at the door. The supernatural being who had just arrived didn't understand and asked others in a low voice.

"For timing..."

The mechanical swing arm of the bronze sculpture made a low impact sound, everyone fell silent, those who were eating stopped, and those who were talking and arguing straightened up, looking melancholy and lost.

People in camouflage uniforms climbed up to the stilted building made of two mushrooms at the entrance of the base, and changed the number of iron cards hanging from 7 to 8.

——The eighth day when the entire Haicheng entered the abandoned world.

Vehicles came by the gate of the base every once in a while, some were supernatural beings like Uncle Ma who had heard the news, and some members of the Red Dragon team came from other cities to deliver the news.

These cars were seriously damaged, and some seriously wounded people were lifted out of the cars. They traveled for several days before arriving in Haicheng. They encountered countless dangers along the way. No matter how well prepared they were, the ammunition would always run out, not to mention accidents were everywhere.

On the map hanging on the wall of Major Zhang's office, the area circled by the red pen is getting bigger and bigger.

"The current policy is to defend the base, protect as many ordinary supernatural beings as possible, and maintain external contact..." Zhang Yaojin paused, looking at the people in the meeting room, "This time the entire earth has entered the abandoned world. The time is one year, who of you will tell the Balrog and the Devourer the news?"

Everyone turned their heads to look at the thin man code-named Albatross.

Zhao Wen: ...