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Chapter 172 The Strange Hand and the Corpse Eater

The cold air surged from below, instantly causing a layer of white frost to form on Zhang Shun's skin, and even ice residue condensed from under his nose. As soon as he exhale, it turned into water and flowed into his mouth, feeling like he was eating a snot.

While feeling disgusted, my heart was filled with surprise and worry. I was so cold before I saw what the frozen flame looked like. The problem now is not how to make the fire, but how to get close.

Put on all the cold-proof equipment and the gas mask I had previously taken, and then the fur of a polar bear was changed. Eat a lot of food and poured a lot of rice wine. The problem of body temperature loss was temporarily alleviated. Zhang Shun increased his efforts and went deeper into the ground at a speed of one meter per hour.

The ice became harder and harder, and it was not long before the ice hoe could not bear it. The ice hoe was quickly knocked into a big hammer and could still break the ice, but the effect was not as good as the sharp corners of the boxing gloves. When I put on the boxing gloves to chisel the ice, there was a dull "dongdong" sound under the ice layer. It was too deep and I could no longer hear it on the ground.

The temperature has dropped below minus one hundred degrees Celsius. Almost every time you go deeper, the temperature drops by about ten degrees. The movements are getting stiffer, the reactions are getting slower, and the eyelids are getting heavier. Zhang Shun thought about it and went to sleep in the demon card. He was afraid that he would never wake up again after falling asleep here. Moreover, it was so deep that his body would never be discovered.

After looking at the altitude, the current altitude is more than 2,500 meters, which means that Zhang Shun has penetrated more than 1,000 meters deep underground. The frozen flame has not been found yet, and the white barrier finally appeared.

Since it is called a barrier, this thing is naturally very hard. Zhang Shun's fist was chiseled on the barrier, making a spark, and his arms were numb. A piece of watermelon-sized body weighs about a hundred pounds, which is terrible hard and terrible cold. If there is no demon card, let alone taking more, even a piece cannot be retrieved.

Put the white barrier into the demon card and continue digging down. There are more and more white barriers, but there is no trace of the frozen flame. Zhang Shun no longer goes downward and begins to expand around, feeling the temperature changes carefully. He is probably very close. He can clearly feel the temperature change by moving a little distance. Finally, when his body is almost completely frozen, Zhang Shun saw the frozen flame in a round hole.

Unexpectedly, the frozen flame was pure black, less than a ball of fist, and it seemed to be extinguished at any time. After seeing the frozen flame, Zhang Shun immediately took a few steps back and began to drink wine desperately, and put on gloves hard.

All the wine he brought was poured into his stomach, his body began to get hot, he put on three pairs of gloves, and could barely get the small needle given by the blind Taoist man, but this was already the limit, so he began to approach the frozen flame cautiously.

The cold was biting, and breathing had become a luxury. The skin seemed to be frozen and cracked as soon as it moved, but he could no longer feel the pain at this time. His brain only received the vibration of the skin when it cracked. There should be problems with his muscles, but as long as he could still move, Zhang Shun didn't care so much.

It is still one meter away from the frozen flame. My mind is still moving, but my body cannot move no matter what. The wine is still swaying in my stomach, but the calories that alcohol can provide are no longer enough.

He stretched out his trembling hands and aimed the needle at the frozen flame, moving forward one millimeter by one. When the needle tip touched the frozen flame, Zhang Shun breathed a sigh of relief. Now he just needs to pull up the emboli, suck the frozen flame into the needle, and then put the needle into the liquid nitrogen storage tank.

Unfortunately, this sigh was a little too early. A fluffy white hand suddenly stretched out from the side and grabbed Zhang Shun's left arm.

His hands are very thin, like a skeleton, but their white hair is dense and long, drooping on the back of his hand, and was suddenly pulled by a strange hand. Even in normal times, it can scare people, let alone under the extremely cold ice layer.

He took a breath and almost frozen the trachea and lung lobes. The adrenaline surged. Zhang Shun pulled the emboli of the needle tube and sucked the frozen flame cleanly.

The strange hand was amazingly strong, especially after the frozen flame was sucked away, he pulled Zhang Shun's left arm frantically, as if he wanted to tear the hand off directly.

Zhang Shun struggled hard, but he could not pull his arm out of the monster's hand. He was frightened and excited, and he broke out in cold sweat. If the cold flame had not been sucked into the syringe and the temperature around him had risen a lot, he would have been frozen.

Just as he was about to take out his boxing gloves and smash the monster's hand, he became shocked again. A black claw covered with gray-white feathers stretched out from the demon card and grabbed the monster's wrist.

The strange hand was obviously shocked and shocked suddenly. The long hair on his hands began to tremble. His wrist was pinched, his nerves were pressed, and his fingers could not be exerted. Zhang Shun immediately felt that the force on his hand was relaxed. He struggled hard and broke free from the monster's hand.

However, the monster hand was relaxed, but the demon soul refused to let go. He still pinched the monster hand tightly and refused to let go. His sharp little finger scraped the wrist of the monster hand and scraped a hole. The extremely sticky blood overflowed.

The demon soul did not show any expression and was still holding the weird hand. Zhang Shun immediately understood its meaning, quickly adjusted his hand shape and extended the demon card under the monster hand.

The monster hand struggled violently, but the more he struggled, the faster the thick blood flowed. After more than ten drops of thick blood fell on the demon card, the monster hand struggle finally stopped, and he stopped moving, but the demon soul still refused to let go. Zhang Shun thought for a moment, recalling the scene when Monk Shui woke up the demon soul, took out the bald ice hoe, and broke the monster hand. During this process, the monster hand never moved, and was obviously dead.

The demon soul grabbed the monster hand and retracted it into the demon card. Zhang Shun breathed a long sigh of relief, sat on the ground wither, took out the liquid nitrogen storage tank from the demon card, put the needle in, closed the lid and put it back into the demon card.

The task was completed, but his body was not as good as it was frozen. Zhang Shun entered the Demon Card to recover his skills. He felt that he had recovered almost before he came out again and climbed up the ice hole he dug out.

After climbing for about five minutes, a tingling sound suddenly came from the above the cave. He frowned and looked up. A dark thing hit his face, bounced for a moment, and continued to fall.

Although he just glanced at it, Zhang Shun saw this thing clearly and was so scared that he quickly supported the hole wall with both hands, turning all the skin on his body into fish scales.

The explosion sounded loudly, and the extremely hot flame rushed up from below, instantly consuming the oxygen in the hole. The clothes and pants were battered, but they did not burn. Zhang Shun was dizzy by the shock wave, and his ears were twitching, but he was not injured too much.

Although it was a good thing not to be injured by the bomb, it was a big problem when the enemy found his own trace. Zhang Shun looked up and looked at it. At this time, he was still far from the ground and could not see anything.

There are three roads in front of you now. One is to continue climbing up and fight against the crazy and the guards with guns; the second is to get out of the battle as soon as possible and hide in the demon card; the third is to reopen an upward path, which is better than staying here no matter where you lead.

The first road is too dangerous. In this narrow environment, Alice's vines alone are enough to bear. The other two mentally ill abilities are unknown, so they may be more powerful. The second road is unrealistic, and they can't hide for a while. After entering the demon card, they cannot move in their position in reality. If they come out, they will still be here. It is not a good thing whether the enemy fills in or keeps it.

He had to go the third way. Zhang Shun used his feet to drill the holes in the ice wall, and took turns to smash the ice wall with his hands wearing gloves.

Not long after, a small cave that could accommodate was chiseled out. Zhang Shun squeezed into the cave and chiseled it diagonally upwards. The ding dong sounded again. It seemed that the other party also guessed that a grenade could not kill Zhang Shun, so he threw five of them down this time.

The grenade hit the ice wall and played a pleasant March of death. The explosion sounded one after another like a drum beat. The earthquake swayed, and the flames rushed into the fork opened by Zhang Shun, burning several layers of his clothes. The heat provided by the explosion made the ice wall melt and slippery.

A man screamed and fell down. It seemed that he was about to get in to check Zhang Shun's body. Zhang Shunxing smiled gloomy and chiseled ice. His face was burnt to pieces made him look like an unlucky person in the cartoon.

There was another sound, no longer a ding ding dong dong, but a ding dong dong. Although the curiosity was aroused, I knew very well that this would definitely not be a good thing, and I tried harder to chisel the ice wall.

The sound became louder and closer, and soon came to the newly opened fork. Zhang Shun looked back and was scared again, and his hair stood on his back - if he had any hair on his body that had not been burned off.

The overwhelming black bugs rushed into the fork, and within a few seconds the fork was blocked into black. The sound of the black bug crawling.

"Zhang Shun, right? I really didn't expect you to dig your own grave, but it's quite creative to dig graves at the extreme. If you buried here, your body may be preserved forever. Oh, no, my corpse worms will not leave your body, hahaha, remember to leave your bones for me. I like clean bones the most, hahahaha..." Shapton's sharp voice came from above, and Zhang Shun got goosebumps.

Corpse worms should be scavenging creatures and will only be attracted by the stench of corpses. However, if someone controls them, fresh meat will definitely be eaten. So many corpse worms can definitely remove the last trace of meat on the bones, leaving only the cleanest bones.

Zhang Shun took out all the things that could be worn in the demon card and put them on, and then put them on the biochemical suits, praying that these corpse-eating insects did not like the smell of biochemical suits.
Chapter completed!
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