I’m Not Shouldering This Blame Chapter 119: Life Path

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

A small pickup truck dared not even turn on the lights, and drove cautiously on the road.

The carriage is covered with several layers of thick canvas, and there are hand-welded metal railings on both sides. There is an unpleasant smell in the car. The source is a pile of plastic bags wrapped in kraft paper stacked in the corner, and the blood is slowly slowing down. Seepage from inside.

A young supernaturalist glanced at the paper bag in disgust. He touched his empty stomach and asked entangledly: "Uncle Ma, what did you inquire about is correct? Can you eat cooked food in the military base?" "

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

The man named Uncle Zhao is a dark-skinned middle-aged man, much like a manual laborer, with rough palms and thick calluses. He is like the leader of this group, with a smile on his face, but he squats. The safest location in the pickup.

Those abilities who can't stand the bumps sit near the vents and the rear of the car.

They are more or less hung on their bodies, even the girls are unkempt, and there are a few mud marks on their cheeks. Everyone looks like a frightened bird, holding sharp objects firmly in their hands.

Some are knives, some are small steel bars, and some people even have corkscrews.

They are separated from each other by a certain distance. This is the experience taught by the experience of abandoning the world to survive hard, being close to others, if they encounter an attack, both of them will be over.

Abandoning the world is perilous. In order to survive, people are forced to cling together and rely on the power of the group, but people are more terrifying than monsters. The supernaturalists are on guard against each other, waiting to sleep with one eye open.

For most people with supernatural powers, this world has no relatives, no friends, no trusted acquaintances—to live alone, like primitive people who drink blood.

"There are not only fire-type abilities but also water-type abilities on the army side!"

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

The abilities on the pickup all showed longing eyes, hoping that the rumors were true, but afraid that the facts would not match them.

"When we were leaving with Uncle Ma, didn’t there be people who didn’t believe me, saying that the army had guns in their hands, no matter how much material reserves they could not bring in, the soldiers themselves weren’t enough rations, so no matter how we live or die." /

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

"You are always looking forward..."

"Put away your pompous words. There is nothing far-sighted about, I just saw the group of supernatural beings rushing to Haicheng...you've seen the group of guys wearing black badges. "

"Black Abyss?" Everyone was surprised.

The Abandoned World has been around for a long time. All kinds of bluffing gangs and mutual aid associations have sprung up faster than after the rain, but as long as these organizations are slightly larger, they will encounter "home-recommended" people. Wearing badges with gold rims and black backgrounds, they are of different ages. They have in common that they have a good understanding of monsters and can get some confidential information. They are very popular with small groups of supernatural powers.

There are also people who try to impersonate "Black Abyss" people, and they are usually exposed quickly. The Black Abyss is well organized. Everyone who wants to enter the Dark Abyss needs a referral and has to pass an assessment. Even if you join Black Abyss, you are still on the periphery, and you don't have the qualifications to wear a badge, and it is difficult to detect any secrets.

There is also a gossip that Black Abyss has a great background.

"Hopefully, after the abandonment of the world is over, the people in the army will not take us away."

This is the thing that supernaturalists fear most. When they return to reality, they will go to jail. How do you face your parents and friends?

Uncle Ma with a small cigarette **** in his mouth, he sighed long: "Didn't you inquire? Someone entered the abandoned world a few days ago and stayed in this **** place for a whole month. Haicheng is everywhere. We are all monsters, we are weak, how many days can we hold it?"

At this moment, the wheel suddenly jumped up as if it had crushed something.

The supernatural player in the car was very nervous, looking at the dark sky outside with trepidation.

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

"Yes...but, Uncle Ma, look at 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 are damaged, the street lights seem to be gone, the visibility is very low, and the tree trunks are connected with their shadows.

Uncle Ma can't drive, he can't see clearly around him in the middle of the night, he just feels a palpitation, this is the feeling of being stared at by some monster——

"That's not a tree!" An ability player in Picari screamed in shock.

Why are there big trees more than ten meters high on both sides of the highway?

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

Everyone was pale and dumbfounded.

They didn't know when they drove into the mushroom base camp. This road runs through the mushroom jungle. It is like a safe passage specially opened by someone. The huge mushroom caps on both sides of the road are as high as five stories.

There are some mushroom tops, with the monster's dry arms and body hanging on it, making people horrified in the dark.

Seems to be stimulated by the light, and the front side of the fungus cover slowly turned, and the protruding hyphae stretched toward the pickup. The hyphae of giant mushrooms are as thick as ropes, and when they come head-on, they are like whips, which can tear cars to pieces.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!)

"Calm down, you fool!"

Mycelium formed several "roadblocks", forcing the car to slow down, and the lasso-like "rope" was thrown at the car one by one. Eventually, the pickup truck body was suspended, the whole body was hoisted, and the wheels were spinning frantically.

The supernaturalists grabbed the car panel in panic, and their bodies tilted involuntarily with the car.

Mycelium unceremoniously lifted the roof covered by the thick cloth, and the snake 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 the scum leftover from "self" eating, the mushrooms immediately became disinterested, and shifted the focus to the supernatural person.

Although they have all been in close contact with mushrooms and have suffered from the binding of hyphae, there is a big difference between hyphae and hyphae! It can be ignored if the noodles are as wide as the hair. When the noodles are so wide, people's hearts are fluffy. When the bowls of thick and thin things appear in front of them, the legs of people who are almost able to bear it in their hearts become weak.

Fortunately, people who were killed from the monster pile did not faint on the spot.

In horror, there was the sound of car horns on the road behind.

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

"...Don't come here, there are mushrooms!" The voice of the people in the car trembled.

"Of course there are mushrooms. A few kilometers around here are mushroom sites!" The person in the car behind said gruffly.

Otherwise, the Red Dragon Base has gathered so many supernaturalists. Isn't it a fragrant full table in the eyes of the monster?

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

The modified ceiling behind the pickup truck was lifted off, and several supernaturalists turned pale, watching the mycelium tying up the off-road vehicle behind them, and hoisting them so high that they were parallel to them.

Mycelium "searched" them indiscriminately.

Compared with the dying here, the people on the off-road vehicle looked much more relaxed, leaning on the seat and letting the hyphae wrap around for inspection, looking like they were accustomed to.

"Black, black badge." The female supernatural person next to Uncle Ma saw the sign of Black Abyss.

Wearing the badge was a young man with eight teeth with a smile, which brought out a bit of ordinary looks. What made Uncle Ma and the others felt that everyone else in the car was wearing camouflage uniforms.

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

Looking at those longing eyes, the young man in Heiyuan nodded and asked in a long tone: "Have your identity been registered?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, as supernaturalists, have you registered your identity with the country?"

"..." It was too late for Tibet, so he took the initiative to report to the police?

"If you don’t have information, it’s troublesome, because the identity and household registration information can only be inquired in the real world. The registration information of the supernatural beings is handwritten and placed on the base. Oh, the so-called periphery is inside the temporary tent built by mushrooms."

Several abilities on the pickup stopped talking.

The mushroom search was over, the mycelium slowly loosened, and the two vehicles were put on the road again. They held the corpses of the monsters turned over from the off-road vehicle and left excitedly.

"Hey these guys really suffer. They don't eat the ones that are not fresh." The young man in Black Abyss whispered.

Mushrooms draw power from monsters, instead of devouring flesh and blood. The power of long-dead corpses has dissipated, and they certainly won't look at it again.

"Aren't you in charge of this job?" The Red Dragon crew member who drove joked, "The Balrog has spoken,

"I have never fed mushrooms with a radius of several kilometers. The outside is full, but the inside is still hungry!"

This young man in Heiyuan is Yang Chao. There is one thing in his heart. Li Fei recently hinted that he controls the scope and number of mushrooms.

This matter is not difficult to say, simple is not so easy. Take the mushroom forest near the Red Dragon Base as an example. Only the edge of the mushroom forest is eaten. The mycelium inside will naturally disappear if the energy is exhausted, and the food outside will be full. The hyphae separated by the mushrooms extend back, and there is a reasonable cycle of growth and consumption. The problem is that mushrooms run around and can't stop them. It is more difficult for a mushroom to not open up a new territory than for a drug addict.

"The car keeps up!"

Yang Chao greeted the pickup truck.

There are mushrooms all around, and the group of abilities has no choice. The driver tremblingly holds the steering wheel and carefully follows the off-road vehicle.

The highway is gradually disappearing, and the road is getting more and more bumpy, and sometimes it bends and turns like a maze.

When a bright light appeared in the front, none of the abilities on the pickup could tell exactly where the Red Dragon Base was. They couldn't even tell the south, east, and north sides.

The warm light and the smell of barbecue in the wind refreshed them.

When they were close to the entrance of the base, Uncle Ma and others were surprised to find that there were many cars parked here. In a rough count, at least dozens of supernaturalists gathered here, some people lined up to register, and some people gathered around. The big pot for cooking, and the one who pulled a hammock to sleep under the mushroom handle, was very lively.

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

A two-person tall bronze sculpture with a peculiar shape resembling an hourglass was erected at the door. The newcomer didn't understand, so he asked others in a low voice.

"For timing..."

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

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

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

Vehicles come from the entrance of the base every once in a while. Some of them are supernaturalists like Uncle Ma who have heard the news, and some members of the Red Dragon team come from other cities to deliver news.

These cars were badly damaged, and there were severely wounded people lifted from the cars. They ran for several days before reaching Haicheng. They encountered countless dangers along the way. No matter how well they were prepared, the ammunition was always used up, not to mention accidents. Everywhere.

The map hung on the wall of Major Zhang's office, the red pen circled more and more.

"The current policy is to defend the base, protect as many ordinary abilities as possible, and keep in touch with the outside world..." Zhang Yaojin paused, looking at the people in the conference room, "This time the entire earth has entered the abandoned world. The duration in the original book is one year. Who of you will tell the Balrog and the Devourer this news?"

Everyone swept their heads and looked at the thin man code-named Albatross.

Zhao Wen:......