MM Racing Chapter 96 You Monkey!
Chapter 96 You Monkey!
Chapter 96 You Monkey!
"Holy crap, that killed the giant corpse general in an instant!" The short man turned his head and saw that the giant corpse general had disappeared into the vast rain, and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
"Oh no! That giant corpse summoned all the surrounding rotting corpses before it died!" the attendant Ali exclaimed.
Following the sound, they found, sure enough, a number of rotting corpses surrounded them.
"Don't panic," Mo Fan said. "It's just a rotting corpse. Old Lu, get him!"
"Go to hell!" Lu Jie gave Mo Fan a hard flick on the forehead. "Damn it, I'm not Pikachu, why are you telling me to go to hell?"
However, seeing so many rotting corpses surrounding him, Lu Jie casually scattered about a dozen green seeds.
He then clapped his hands, frantically mobilizing plant-based magical energy, transforming it into a source of life, and stimulating the seeds he had just thrown out to grow.
In just two seconds, those green seeds had grown into towering trees, from which countless tree-like vines sprouted, tearing the surrounding rotting corpses into pieces!
Suddenly, countless sharp thorns sprouted from the newly raised branches, launching wooden spikes at the rotting corpses.
After the wooden spikes pierced the rotting corpse, they exploded from within, like a shower of flowers from a celestial maiden.
Countless gnarled tree roots grew from the rotting corpse.
Everyone was incredibly surprised to see the grove of trees that suddenly appeared on the desert plain.
Liu Ru looked at Lu Jie, then at her own hands.
She could feel a powerful force within her, but she didn't know how to use it perfectly. However, she felt that she could probably do it!
"Old Lu, you've done a great job cleaning up all these rotting corpses." Mo Fan patted Lu Jie on the shoulder and laughed.
How could he not laugh? He hadn't even really made a move, yet this endless stream of remnant souls was coming his way. Feels good!
"It's almost dawn," Ye Meng'e suddenly said.
Everyone glanced at the sky, where a faint glimmer of light finally appeared amidst the continuous gray rain.
After the rotting corpses that had slowly surrounded them emitted a harsh, grating sound, they began to dig at the rain-soaked wasteland.
In fact, it had been light for a while, but the thick dark clouds and the vast rain made the light arrive a little late.
Even if the light is weak, it is still light. Most importantly, once the light appears, the death energy that the dead rely on gradually dissipates, and they can only burrow back into the ground and wait for the next night to arrive.
Seeing the receding tide of the dead, the group temporarily found a cave in the direction of the Qinling Mountains to rest.
Only after the rain stopped could they continue their journey to Huacun.
The occasional crackling of the campfire made the cave less silent. After changing into dry clothes, everyone lay down on the dry grass to rest, too tired to speak.
Ye Meng'e, the woman in black stockings, had changed her veil again, this time in a more elegant purple, which concealed her stunningly beautiful face that could steal one's soul.
"What are you doing here?" Ye Meng'e asked curiously.
"I'm here to look for someone," Mo Fan replied, then asked, "And you? What are you doing here?"
Ye Meng'e blinked, a faint, charming smile playing on her lips, and said softly, "There's a colleague here who doesn't get along with others; we need to come and talk to him."
"Oh, and which organization are you from?" Mo Fan then asked.
Parthenon.
Upon hearing this, Mo Fan seemed to ponder for a moment and said, "I think I've heard of it before."
"Yes, quite famous." Ye Meng'e nodded.
"You wouldn't happen to be some kind of saint, goddess, or princess, would you? I always see that in TV dramas; they always wear veils when they travel incognito," Mo Fan laughed, chatting casually with Ye Meng'e.
Ye Meng'e smiled and shook her head, then turned her gaze to Lu Jie and asked, "What's his name? He's quite strong in plant-based magic."
"Him? Just call him Qianjie, he's my good buddy," Mo Fan laughed. This little vixen is trying to trick me into talking? No way.
"A thousand tribulations?" Ye Meng'e murmured to herself.
"Oh well, forget about him. That bastard's probably off meditating again. He can't hear us anyway," Mo Fan said.
Lu Jie: Why don't you guess, my mental power... oh no, I should call it divine sense, will its coverage detect anything?
There is very little natural energy here; the Qinling Mountains are the only place with relatively abundant energy.
Looks like I need to learn from Naruto's methods...
The rain lasted for three days. Ali came in from outside the cave and said, "The rain has stopped. We can continue our journey now."
"What? Are you still going to Huacun?" The short man looked at them in confusion.
"I'll definitely go," Mo Fan said.
Ye Meng'e nodded as well.
"Gentlemen, you are indeed strong, but the journey has been very dangerous. One wrong step and you could be devoured by the undead. Moreover, I have heard that there is a Fiend Abyss near Hua Village. If we step on it, we will be dead." The short man earnestly advised.
"Either give me a refund, or continue," Lu Jie said.
Ten million is not so easy to get!
"A refund is impossible!" The short man shook his head.
"Then let's keep going."
"I'm going to Huacun too. I haven't been back to Yangyang Village for several years. I don't know why my uncle won't let me go back. And this time, the village will be gone if I go back. I have to find out the truth." The strong man, Fang Youmiao, said with a serious expression.
The short man sighed and could only continue leading the way with the burly man, Fang Youmiao.
The road to Huacun was inexplicably peaceful; even when encountering hordes of undead and rotting corpses, they could be easily overcome with grey garlic.
However, when they entered the village, the village paths were in a mess, with destroyed wooden houses, scattered haystacks, and brown bloodstains everywhere...
It's obvious this place has been attacked, but there's no one here.
"I'm dying of thirst!" The short man hurriedly ran to the well in the center of the village, wanting to drink some water.
But when he saw someone inside, he was startled.
In the end, the strong man recognized the person, and the person hiding in the well also climbed out.
When the last man and woman came out, Lu Jie and Mo Fan breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that the kid was alright.
Mo Fan grabbed Zhang Xiaohou's shoulders with both hands, glanced at the woman next to him, and laughed and scolded, "You little monkey, He Yu is waiting for you in the ancient capital, and you're here flirting with other women."
Upon hearing this, the woman's face fell slightly; so he already had someone he liked...
However, Zhang Xiaohou looked at Mo Fan with a blank expression and asked, "Who are you?"
Hi everyone, Happy New Year!
(End of this chapter)