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Chapter 112: Convoy


The dry and hazy wind and dust blew in the dead wilderness.

The three-day long journey refreshed Fan's comprehensive understanding of the wilderness.

This is an area that is absolutely unsuitable for human survival.

Even today, thirty years after the nuclear explosion, the radioactive dust still persists in the wilderness.

In addition to the extremely rare mutated plants and animals, the most active ones in the wilderness are the Zerg, all kinds of Zerg.

Fan didn't know how they managed to survive in the desolate wilderness.

Although he had seen too many of them killing each other or devouring specific inorganic minerals to obtain energy, he knew very well that none of this would allow them to survive for a long time. due to the wilderness.

The situation of these three days has cast a shadow on everyone.

Water and food have become their biggest problems.

Fan bit hard into pieces of a Zerg joint and sucked out the meat juice wrapped in the insect beetle.

The Zerg meat was not delicious at all and was even unpalatable, but it was their only food at the moment. .

He tipped the kettle carefully and poured the last drop of water into his mouth.

The water droplets were turbid and eroded by radiation dust, but even the water source contaminated by such heavy objects was discovered by Fan with great effort.

As the last drop of water disappears, pure and polluted water sources are depleted one after another.

Fan stared ahead gloomily, with a thick layer of haze attached to his skin.

If he could not solve the water problem immediately, he would have to survive by drinking the body fluids of the Zerg.

But it is well known that insect blood contains trace amounts of toxins.

Excessive consumption of insect blood may cause the drinker to suffer shock and death.

Fan continued to move forward with heavy steps.

Compared to his gloominess, the mood of others could be described as despair.

Mandala was extremely weak and lay on Fan's back, her face as pale as a dead person.

Tortured by the illness, she never regained her previous state of mind.

Even though she was receiving treatment from Angelil every day, her injuries were still getting more serious due to the lack of nutrition and water.

The wound on her lower abdomen was now completely festered and turned black, and the glued pus barely coagulated the wound.

If it weren't for the transformation of human bodies into inhuman bodies, she would have become a corpse by now.

Although Mandala asked Fan to leave her behind more than once, he still kept silently carrying her away.

These behaviors of his made Diliel feel confused and at the same time made Angelil's impression of him greatly change.

But no matter what the image of Brahma is in their hearts, he doesn't care at all.

On the other hand, Angelil had consumed too much energy and blood in order to treat Mandala's injuries.

Weakness and fatigue were constantly eroding her body, but she never gave up treatment.

As a reformer of the healing system As a human being, her mission in life is to save lives and heal the wounded, and the spiritual influence from Yama does not allow her to give up any living life.

But when her manpower is finally exhausted, without the protection of the protective suit, she will not be able to do her best to heal Mandala.

She must have enough energy to resist the radiation.

Sometimes, saving oneself and saving others are themselves two contradictory ends.

Among the three, Diliel is the most emotionally and physically stable.

The mutant gene gives her amazing physical fitness, and her powerful physical functions allow her to cope with any difficulties.

But even though she was in her most stable mood, despair still spread inside her.

If it weren't for the broad back walking at the front, Diliel might have been lost in the dead wilderness.

The dry sand and dust narrowed Fan's eyes, but through the sound of the wind, he could vaguely hear an extremely slight abnormal sound.

He took advantage of the situation and activated his perception ability, and the pulse signal quickly transmitted some information back.

It was a small group of fleeing Zerg, and behind them was a convoy driving them together.

Fan's spirit was shaken.

If he could successfully grab a chariot, then he would have hope of leaving the wilderness quickly.

So he ran quickly towards the hillside not far away.

Angelil and Diliel's expression did not change at all, and they seemed to instinctively follow behind Fan with all their strength.

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They have become accustomed to these actions of Fan, because no matter what he wants to do, he will not give them any advance reminder.

They can choose whether to follow him at any time, but they are not fools.

Without Fan's protection, they want to leave alive.

In the wilderness, it is basically impossible.

More importantly, they know that Fan will not care about any of their choices.

After losing the chariot, their role and significance have been reduced more than a little.

If the situation continues to worsen, Fan is likely to take the initiative to abandon them and leave alone.

After reaching the hillside, Fan gently placed the mandala on his back on the ground, and then jumped down the steep hillside with a vertical leap.

The driven Zerg got closer and closer, and small black dots symbolizing them finally appeared in Fan's sight.

He bent down and hid behind a piece of bare granite, deliberately suppressing his life pulse until the Zerg finally came closer. call out Like a meteor, he suddenly rushed into the swarm of insects.

Blue-gray light danced in confusion among the insects, and the noisy cries of the insects completely drowned out the buzzing of the wolves and snakes.

This is just a group of low-level Zerg, so Fan You can't feel any pressure when walking among them.

He specifically attacks some non-vital positions of the Zerg, but the high temperature from the wolf snake can still cause quite severe pain to them.

In this way, a small group of bugs changed their escape direction under his deliberate driving.

At this time, a chariot in the convoy that was still some distance away from them actually left the team and chased the departing bugs alone.

"Aman, be careful, don't be ambushed by the bugs."

"I've caught more bugs than you have ever seen, and you dare to make fun of me," the chariot driver said angrily into the intercom.

"Hey, I don't know who almost died at the hands of the rounded bugs last time."

A gloating voice came from the intercom.

"That was just a mistake.

How many times have I told you that and that was a level five reaper?"

Ah Man roared angrily.

"Okay, okay, level five is level five, whichever level you say."

Noisy laughter kept coming from the intercom.

"Why are you laughing?"

Ah Man shouted angrily into the intercom.

Then he stepped on the accelerator hard, and the chariot rushed up the hillside like an angry bull.

When he finally reached the top of the hill, what he saw was not a panicked Zerg, but a person who suddenly appeared on the hillside.

A lonely figure in front of the car

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