Chapter 743: Blossom

When Roentgen once again used his will to suppress the monster that wanted to snatch her body, what appeared in front of her was a pink world.

But this kind of pink will not give people a sense of warmth, but will only make people feel cold on the back.

Röntgen subconsciously punched the ground, and a ball of high-energy air turned into plasma due to friction and heat hit the pink-wrapped ground.

An artificial plasma "bomb" of tens of thousands of degrees Celsius exploded on the meat carpet.

Then another clump.

The high temperature instantly evaporated the flesh and blood within the explosion range, and the pink color within a ten-meter radius disappeared without a trace, leaving an unusually neat crater.

It's a pity that the hole left by the fist was quickly filled with the surrounding flesh and blood, and it was as futile as hitting the sea with a fist.

But she didn't give up. Since one punch couldn't do it, she would use ten punches or a hundred punches.

The fist, comparable to a missile saturation attack, began to cause the pink color covering several kilometers around to fade at a speed visible to the naked eye, and recovery began to fail to catch up with the destruction.

Pain, burning pain, and information from countless destroyed sensory organs filled Deng Que's mind, which had completely turned into a monster.

His body was eroded by the power of the Great Chaos and completely transformed into another life form, but this did not mean that he lost his sense of pain.

However, Deng Que, who suddenly turned into another life, had no time to get familiar with his new body. He could do nothing except passively being beaten.

"Walk!"

Only when more than half of his body on the surface was destroyed, he finally learned the most important survival skill of animals: running away.

Almost without hesitation, Deng Que chose to turn around and leave.

But there was something special about this turn. He was heading underground.

Like water, it penetrates into the earth's crust to avoid blows from the sky.

The pink color that still occupied more than 100,000 square meters disappeared completely in less than five seconds. Relying on the instinctive root tentacles extending downward, Deng Que easily reached the position 300 meters underground.

…

After arriving in the relatively safe underground, a large amount of sensory information began to impact his consciousness, most of which contained the word "hungry".

eat.

I want to eat.

But what to eat?

This is an underground place filled with inorganic matter, and there is nothing for him to digest.

"You have to get back to the ground, and you have to avoid that woman."

More than ten minutes later, several tubular tentacles sprouted from Deng Que's body. The tips of the tentacles extended all the way to the ground, opening an opening like a flower.

A large number of special dandelion-like spores erupted from the openings of the tentacles and began to scatter around the world.

These inconspicuous spores are his "eyes", replacing the main body in finding prey while avoiding Roentgen.

…

"Hey, do you think there are a lot less people in the camp?"

In a camp of survivors, two scouts chatted without saying a word.

"Take the food and run away, there are people like this every day."

"No, I didn't see any trace of humans leaving around me."

"Um?"

"Speaking of which, the dandelions are blooming too." One of the men wearing a beret picked up the small flowers that fell on his clothes.

"How long has it been and you actually still care about this?"

"Well, if I don't let Wenqing relieve the pressure, I'm afraid I'll go crazy."

"Release the pressure and go inside. There are many women who want to have a doomsday carnival with you."

The apocalyptic disasters that have lasted for several months have already driven most of the survivors who are constantly struggling between life and death to become somewhat neurotic. Carpe diem has become a creed for many people.

After all, you never know when a monster will appear and your life will come to an end.

In such a high-pressure environment, one has to live one day at a time, have sex every time, and use the hormones brought by sex as an anesthetic to drunken life and dream to death.

"The mind can't just be conceited. It also needs some poetry and distant places. Look at this flower, how beautiful it is." The man in the beret held the small white flower and looked at it.

"I really can't stand you."

“We are human because we think about and appreciate other things besides reproduction.”

"Flowers are not the reproductive organs of plants..." another scout carrying a bag complained.

"..." Beret felt like he couldn't talk to this guy whose head was filled with only white mucus.

…

"Something's wrong, don't go in yet."

After the two circled the perimeter of the camp, they returned to the gate of the camp.

The man carrying the bag stopped the beret who was about to walk in.

"It smells like blood, fresh blood."

"I'll throw a flashbang."

The beret man put the little flower in his chest pocket, then took out a flash bomb he got from the arsenal and threw it deep into the camp with all his strength.

Like a flash of lightning, everything that was calm exploded instantly.

Countless pink tentacles emerged from the shadows, some of which still had dry bones hanging on them, and winding roots of flesh and blood emerged from the surface, greedily searching for all possible food.

The ground and walls of the camp were quickly replaced by wriggling biological tissue. A large number of horrific-looking organs are constantly growing on their surface and inside, and the entire camp has already turned into a hell of flesh and blood.

Only then did the two of them realize that they were already standing on the edge of a bloody mouth.

The smell of blood that the backpack man smelled was actually the residue from not wiping his mouth properly.

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"run!"

Without any hesitation, the two men turned around and ran away. Such a monster was simply not something that their two soldiers could deal with.

The man-eating tentacle that was originally baring its teeth and claws did not choose to pursue it at this moment.

After eating thousands of people staying in the entire camp, Deng Que's hunger was relieved, and he returned to being dominated by human nature from a state of being completely dominated by animal nature.

As a reincarnator, he really doesn't regard the NPCs in the reincarnation world as human beings, and can exploit them at will without any guilt.

But that doesn’t include eating them directly, squeezing out all the edible parts like throwing them into a juicer.

To put it bluntly, asking employees to be 996 and eating their flesh directly are two different things. The former is called an oppressive class at best, and the latter is called a psychopath.

"I'm a human being. It was just an accident." He looked at the two people running away desperately and tried to convince himself to accept what had just happened.

"But I still seem a little hungry..."

…

"That monster must be destroyed." She said bitterly as she looked at the huge crater hundreds of meters deep behind her.

Unlike Deng Que who was able to escape directly, she only had pure physical power and was still powerless against the monsters hiding deep underground.

But she didn't realize that at some point, she was infected with hatred by the devil in her body.