After pulling Lao Gong out of the sea,

After a fight that lasted for an unknown amount of time, the sky was getting darker, and it was even more difficult to see the scene in the distance.The air under the dense fog is very humid, and there is still precipitated sea salt on the nearby walls, and yellowing stains can still be seen among the ruined walls.

Wen Zening felt dazed, he subconsciously wanted to grab those tentacles, even though he didn't like that monster, he didn't want something to happen to him at this time.

Especially when Baron Hill said "I won" and "Lorry won" with confidence in his weak voice, Wen Zening was extremely anxious, and he was eager to know What happened beyond the fog.He didn't have the mood to pay attention to Hill Ackerman's whispers, and the always gentle professor gave Baron Hill a fierce look like a knife.

It's a pity that Hill almost lost his vision, and the high fever caused by excessive blood loss made him unable to see anything at this time.

Hill laughed wantonly, he was proud and arrogant.

"When the world resets, I will become the master of the world!"

"You will all surrender to one and only God!"

Wen Zening moved his hands and let out a breath of steam.He didn't bother to pay attention to the behavior of Baron Hill's remarks in the second class. He rubbed his hands to warm up, gripped the shotgun in his hand, loaded it, and planned to walk in the direction of the action just now.

It may be because of the sudden loss of those tentacles, or it may be that the tense nerves finally started to think. After leaving the warm house, Wen Zening finally felt the chill of the deep winter in Gondwana City.

Stepping on the damaged floor, the wooden boards creaked. Wen Zening couldn't tell the direction, but felt that he seemed to see a bright light in the distance. Just as he was walking towards the place where the dim light was emitting, he felt a burst of light. A burst of dizziness.

Obviously walking towards the light, the road ahead is getting darker and darker. The more you walk towards the front of the unknown result, the more obviously cold you feel.

Behind him was the sound of abuse from Hill, he probably finally found out that Wen Zening planned to leave.

"Professor, you can't just leave me behind!"

Baron Hill seemed to be schizophrenic, no longer making his defiant remarks, but begging for mercy in a good voice.

Of course, it may also be that Baron Hill finally understood one thing. As an injured patient, he can't do anything except ask Wen Zening for help.

No matter how powerful the Lorry he raised was, now he was just a snack that died at any time.

Wen Zening stopped talking to Hill and walked into the thick fog.

Everything around is wet, almost thick fog, separating out an empty and empty environment.In addition to nothingness, it is not far or near to whisper.After walking out of the visual range of two meters, Hill's voice was completely isolated, but in the air, there were murmurs from far or near.

Can't tell the content of the singing, but the voice is desolate and eerie.

The light that melted into the dense fog seemed to be preventing Wen Zening from approaching, and it seemed to be showing him a way forward.

Wen Zening realized that this unknown was nothing compared to the fear he had experienced when Bo Rong had an accident three years ago.

Automatically blocked the increasingly frenzied crooning, and seemed to be able to hear Hill's pleading and threatening voice...

Hill's cursing, Hill's request, seemed to be stuck in the spirit like a gangrene.

This is a kind of mental attack. Wen Zening calmly gave himself mental counseling, actively isolated Hill's voice, and the world became a little cleaner again.Walking through the collapsed and damaged houses, his feet stepped on the soft grass. He may have walked a long way, and he may not have walked out of the courtyard of his home at all.

As if a thick fog had been lifted, Wen Zening saw a horrific scene, a huge monster like a mountain in front of him.

Broken wrinkled skin, and white worm eggs flowing out of golden-red blood, it is not difficult to judge that this thing is a "little pet" kept by Hill, although it is not known why this little pet named Lorry fell down, and it is not known whether he is still alive or not. Alive, but Wen Zening still dare not approach.

He kicked the stone under his feet, and hit the thing with a "slap--".

There was no reaction at all.

From a human point of view, the strength of the skin seems to have stiffened after death, but can this monster really be judged by human standards?

Wen Zening is not afraid of death, but he also does not want to die in the hands of such a monster.

He tentatively walked around the monster, but just at the position of the monster's head, he saw a prostrate human body.

The body fell in a pool of blood, probably because the weather was too cold, and the blood on the ground had almost crystallized.

His fingers seemed to be still exerting force, trying to support his body, but the mutilated lower half of his body was nowhere to be seen, and his bloody appearance was disgusting.

Wen Zening suppressed his nausea and shivered.

He was a little scared, but he had to endure the fear and went forward to check. The gun barrel in his hand was not enough to make him feel at ease, and anything in the dense fog was a source of danger.

He grabbed the corpse's arm with the gun barrel, turned the corpse over, and found in horror that the man's eye sockets, mouth and nose were filled with white insect eggs, many of which had hatched and turned into wriggling white eggs. Many hairy bugs.

Those bugs crawled through the various holes on the corpse. If Wen Zening hadn't been strong enough and had good observation skills, their rustling noises would have no sense of existence.

If you listen carefully, you can even hear them occasionally chewing something on the corpse with their mouthparts, making the "kazkazi" biting sound.

According to the softness of the corpse, Wen Zening seriously suspected that these bugs were actually gnawing on the bones.

Wen Zening was taken aback by his own thoughts, and took a step back unconsciously.

There should be an open space behind him, but Wen Zening found that he bumped into something.A pair of warm arms hugged him behind him, spraying a little heat from his neck. He didn't see the face of the person behind him clearly. Just as Wen Zening was about to struggle, he heard the person he bumped into say, "Teacher, don't be afraid~"

The tone is relaxed and comfortable.

Hearing this voice, Wen Zening turned his head quickly.

He saw his shadow in the bright black eyes, full of undisguised liking, this familiar feeling... Wen Zening couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat.

Taking a closer look at the absence of any golden vertical pupils in the pupils, Wen Zening called out uncertainly: "Bo Rong?"

Before Bo Rong could answer, Wen Zening found a coquettish Papani at his feet.

Bo Rong snorted, pulled back Wen Zening's gaze, and asked with a look of confusion on his face, "Teacher, where are we?"

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel: 9 bottles of nutrient solution for irrigation of small biscuits.