I'm not a drama god

Chapter 1203: The Wriggling Overlord of the Bitter Flesh Forest

"His Majesty……"

"roll."

On the deserted street, Ying Fu frowned and kept scanning the surroundings, as if he was looking for something.

Behind him, Fu Kun was chasing with sweat all over his forehead. Such a 1.9-meter-tall man was visibly panicked like a quail for a moment.

"Your Majesty, I failed to do my job well... Please, please give me another chance, and I will definitely bring them back to you in good condition!"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!!"

Fu Kun became even more frightened when he saw that Ying Fu had no intention of waiting for him.

Ying Fu had just risked his life to save his own life in a nuclear explosion, and had been planning to escape unscathed. However, due to his own negligence in his work, he had to return to this vortex of chaos in person to look for the whereabouts of the father and daughter... Fu Kun became more and more angry as he thought about it, and he wished he could slap himself twice on the spot.

But Fu Kun had never expected that Ying Fu would be so fond of the father and daughter that not only did he spend a huge sum of money to buy the useless shop, he was even willing to go back to Wushan Town in the face of nuclear radiation to look for their whereabouts.

Of course, Ying Fu was not an ordinary person. Under the protection of the emperor's aura, those filthy things could not get close to him at all.

Fu Kun kept begging Ying Fu to give him another chance. At this moment, a sudden feeling of nausea surged into his heart. He staggered to a stop, bent over and began to dry heave.

The nuclear explosion had just ended, and the air was filled with all kinds of harmful substances. Although Ying Fu was able to resist it, Fu Kun was a mortal after all, and his body still reacted after staying here for too long.

Ying Fu, who was walking in the front, stopped and spoke in a cold voice:

"You're useless here, you can't help me at all...get out of Wushan! I'll let you come when I need you."

Fu Kun's face turned pale, but he still straightened his chest slowly, his expression more sincere than ever before, "Your Majesty... Although I am not as brave as your Majesty, nor as far-sighted as your Majesty, but Han Xiang and the others are not by your side now, and someone has to take care of you... At the critical moment, I can still be of some use."

Ying Fu fell silent.

He looked at Fu Kun's extremely determined eyes, and finally did not let him go away. Instead, he slowly turned around and continued to walk deeper into the ruins.

"You... take care of yourself."

Seeing this, Fu Kun followed without hesitation.

Relying on his memory, Ying Fu walked through the rubble of buildings and finally stopped in front of a ruined street.

It was a dilapidated street-side store. The store name on the facade and the windows all around had disappeared, and the tables and chairs that were originally placed outside were nowhere to be seen. Only the load-bearing columns and a small amount of wall were left to barely support it... And just the night before, Ying Fu had sat here, eating crayfish and drinking beer in a strange way, chatting with girls.

Ying Fu walked around the store and didn't see any signs of human death. At least Jiang Jiang didn't die here... so it was very likely that she had hidden in a nearby shelter.

"Can they survive the nuclear attack?" Ying Fu suddenly asked.

Fu Kun was stunned, knowing that Ying Fu did not understand the structure of the shelter and the principles of nuclear strike, so he immediately began to explain it. Although it was not as detailed as what Lu Xun knew, it was almost the same.

"So, even if they survived the explosion, they would still die if they stayed here long enough?"

"If we hadn't taken refuge in a Class A shelter... yes."

"Where is the shelter?"

"This one, I might have to look for it, I'm not sure which one they are."

Facts have proved that Ying Fu really needs a modern person to assist him. Although Fu Kun's mobile phone cannot connect to the Internet, he still analyzed the locations of several nearby shelters based on the shopping malls and residential areas he occasionally saw during activities in the past two days. With the occasional guidance on the road, there shouldn't be any problem.

Just as Fu Kun was leading the way and searching quickly, Ying Fu suddenly frowned and reached out to press Fu Kun's shoulder...

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?" Fu Kun turned around in confusion.

Black-framed glasses rested on Ying Fu's nose, and his eyes moved behind the lenses, as sharp as a sword that could see through everything.

"…Things are, troublesome."

Above the streets in the distance, clusters of tiny cracks seemed to come alive, gradually wriggling and patching together. At first they were only the size of a fist, and then they continued to converge and expand little by little to the size of a human body... There were probably dozens of such gaps in the Wushan ruins.

A gray aura diffused from these gaps, like some kind of domain, dyeing the small areas around the gaps into black, white and gray. The entire Wushan was like a malfunctioning machine, with color and black and white coexisting.

At the same time, strange root stems that looked like fingers and bloody leaves that swelled like lungs extended out from these gaps...

Fu Kun had never seen such a scene before. He widened his eyes and subconsciously took a half step back.

"Your Majesty, what are these monsters?"

Ying Fu's eyes narrowed slightly.

……

"The wriggling overlord of the forest of bitter flesh, the flower-picking Buddha who hunts for light."

Chen Ling looked at the bloody roots that were gushing out, and his mind suddenly recalled the knowledge he had learned in the Fusion Sect about all the disaster territories... If he remembered correctly, the gaps now connected to the territory of [Turbid Disaster], one of the world-destroying disasters.

Why is it that this is a disaster territory that I have never come into contact with...

Teacher Ye said, what are the characteristics of this kind of disaster?

Chen Ling tried hard to recall the past, but he had learned so much knowledge during this period that he couldn't think clearly for a moment. The next moment, a thick tentacle-like root swung out from the gap behind him, whistling and lashing at the back of Chen Ling's head!

Chen Ling's reaction was incredibly fast. The blade of the boning knife slashed out almost at the moment the rhizome touched him, and a piece of rhizome fell to the ground.

Chen Ling looked down and saw that the rhizome was like a deformed wrist grown out of flesh and blood, bouncing on the ground continuously, making snapping sounds, just like a gray fleshy fish.

"That's disgusting."

Chen Ling muttered something and quickly flew away. Dense roots followed the two gaps around him. As these roots continued to extend, hundreds of tiny branches began to spread in all directions!

These gaps scattered across Wushan are like gradually expanding neurons, and the branches, leaves and roots extending from the gaps are like the ends of neurons constantly extending to the surroundings. When two neurons establish a connection, they begin to expand to the surroundings at a faster rate... These branches, leaves and roots are connected to each other, and soon they become as dense as a spider web, covering the sky and the earth.

In front of these wildly growing plants, even if Chen Ling used the power of disaster, he seemed thin and weak. A ball of red cloud tore through several root blockades in succession, but what was waiting for him was an even more impenetrable siege!