2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"Yan..." Zhang Xixue watched helplessly as the other party was swallowed up by the rising fire, and the heat wave rushed towards her. Her nose and throat were burned by the scalding heat, and her voice stopped abruptly.

Jun Qianmian covered his ears tightly with his hands and smacked his mouth: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, this kind of big scene is rare."

Zhang Xixue bit her lips unconsciously, jumped off the motorcycle and tried to run towards the center of the explosion, but someone grabbed her wrist.

"Let me go!" She turned around and glared.

"Don't worry, don't worry. Look, the big white hood is still on. He must be fine." Jun Qianmian let go of his hand with an innocent look and pointed behind her.

In the distance, in the middle of the street surrounded by smoke, dust and fire, the huge silver cover still stood. The exposed small half looked as solid as ever, as if it had not been affected in the slightest.

The so-called caring leads to chaos. Zhang Xixue realized this after his reminder, and her heart that was originally tightened instantly relaxed a lot.

"Don't worry, the center of the explosion is too dangerous now. Let's wait a little longer." Jun Qianmian put his hands in his pockets and sat on the motorcycle casually, with a calm look on his face.

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"Cough cough...cough cough cough..." Yan Muyun covered his mouth and coughed violently several times. A sweet taste rose in his throat, followed by a strong smell of rust.

The world around him was dead silent. After a few seconds, the sharp tinnitus quickly amplified from far to near, piercing his brain like a steel needle, and severe pain came from the back of his head.

Yan Muyun shook his head vigorously, as if trying to expel these noises from his mind. This move actually had some effect, and the tinnitus gradually became less severe.

He opened his eyes, but his vision was unable to focus for the first time. His field of vision was filled with densely packed black spots and ghosts.

Yan Muyun rubbed his eyes and shook his head hard twice before the world in front of him finally became clear again.

Sarcomas, dozens or hundreds of gray-green sarcomas occupied his entire field of vision. A thick tentacle was bent and placed directly above his head. Every time the tentacle squirmed, gray-green viscous liquid would be squeezed out of the flesh folds.

The tentacles and sarcoma were only a few centimeters away from his face, and he was almost completely buried in this pile of disgusting rotten flesh, which gave him the illusion that he had been eaten by a parasitic beast.

These tumors really seemed to want to eat him. The tiny tentacles at the bottom of each one were squirming wildly. Unfortunately, they were blocked by a silver-white barrier and could not get even an inch.

Yan Muyun's memory gradually recovered.

The moment before the explosion, he threw the piece of gravel and smashed the short man's face, then rolled towards the silver hood next to him without hesitation. The silver-white barrier in that area sunk inward, crowding and stacking countless sarcomas, leaving a hole that could accommodate hiding.

Almost at the same time as he rolled in, an explosion occurred. Heat waves and shock waves instantly covered the entire street. Then he almost relied on instinct to seal the empty space behind him with a silver barrier.

This was the best method he could think of in a short period of time. He could not ensure that he would create a silver shield that was enough to protect himself while maintaining the confinement of the parasitic beast, so he chose this method.

As it turns out, he made the right bet and survived the explosion.

After regaining consciousness, Yan Muyun immediately fell into thinking. If the silver shield was removed at the same time as the explosion, could the parasitic beast be killed?

He was quickly glad that he had not made this choice just now, because although the power of the two bombs was not small, it was still far from enough to kill this huge monster with a height of more than five meters. The air wave generated by the explosion instead Might help those pent-up spores fly around.

Yan Muyun suddenly felt some movement behind him. He turned around stiffly and saw an unexpected figure.

The girl placed her hands on the silver barrier, her brows furrowed, her expression worried, her mouth opening and closing as if she was saying something. But at this time, there was still a low buzzing in Yan Muyun's ears, and he couldn't hear her words at all.

But the gestures can still be understood clearly. The other party keeps waving his hands, probably signaling him to go out.

Yan Muyun stood up with some difficulty and lifted the barrier behind him. Just as he was about to take a step, his legs gave out and he fell to the ground.

Zhang Xixue bent down and took a step forward, reaching out to hug him. The ferocious tentacles and dense tumors were just a few centimeters above her head, but she

There was no fear on his face as if this horrific scene did not exist.

"There's a hobbit, be careful..."

"Huh?" Zhang Xixue didn't hear clearly what the other party was saying.

Yan Muyun opened his mouth, but felt a burning pain in his throat and was unable to make any more sound for a while.

"You come out first." Zhang Xixue said softly, pulling him out of the depression of the silver cover.

However, at the same time that Yan Muyun was pulled out, another figure suddenly walked out from the side, bent down and got into the "cave" composed of sarcoma and tentacles.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Xixue's eyes widened.

"Get rid of this thing inside." Jun Qianmian turned around, looking matter-of-fact.

"Solve it...no, you..." Zhang Xixue was speechless.

"Look at this guy." Jun Qianmian stretched out his hand and pointed this way.

Yan Muyun, whose upper body was naked, was leaning almost entirely in Zhang Xixue's arms. Although there were no obvious wounds on his body, his condition was very wrong, giving people the feeling that he might be pushed over at any time.

Jun Qianmian shrugged: "It looks like he won't last long. If this big cover can't be maintained for a while and all the spores inside come out, there will be big trouble. As for his friends in the special department... ....Who knows how long it will take to get here."

"Isn't your ability to change your own body?" Zhang Xixue asked in astonishment.

To deal with parasitic beasts, it is best to use elemental powers such as fire, and then telekinesis or energy-type powers. As for those with physical enhancement-type powers, it can be said to be the worst choice. Even primary school students know this common sense.

The surface of the parasitic beast's body is covered with slimy liquid, making it difficult for ordinary blades or even firearms to cause effective damage to it. Moreover, the spores it produces are extremely capable of biting, and you may be parasitized if you are not careful. Even Wei Jun, who has petrified skin, would probably only dare to touch these things head-on after knocking down a bottle of T55 potion and turning his whole body to stone.

Jun Qianmian's ability allows him to freely change his body shape. He offered to deal with the mature parasitic beast. No matter what Zhang Xixue thought, he felt that this guy was disgusted with this world and wanted to leave.

"Believe me, this world is so beautiful, I can't stop thinking about it." Jun Qianmian didn't say anything more, bent down and got into the depression of the silver cover, hugging his knees and squatting there.

He blinked: "Let that guy seal this place like before, then remove the barrier inside, and leave the rest to me."