The remaining frustration, despair, grievance, and resentment in the thick fog made Cai Gen feel as if he had taken a tonic, filling his body with strength and making him feel extremely comfortable.
As we continued to go deeper, the fog in the cave became thicker and thicker, and the visibility was only two meters. Two meters away from Cai Gen, there was a thick fog that even the light could not penetrate.
Has it already passed 500 meters? Has it reached the critical point for ordinary people?
How far can Hu Xiaocao go? It seems to be a thousand meters.
That's awesome. He's worthy of being a thousand-year-old guy. Can he still walk a thousand meters in such thick fog?
In fact, the more awesome one is Na Qi. He runs forward for a while and waits for Cai Gen. As if the opaque fog is fake, let him pass through at will.
Xiaosun and Zhenshuiyin didn't dare to be so casual. The fog at the door already made them want to commit suicide. If they stick here, they won't suffer from schizophrenia, right?
Cai Gen didn't care. Anyway, there was no damage. The mist was like charging. Although he didn't know how much the battery was still full, the charging speed was still very fast.
He feels comfortable. The mist is no longer dry, but there is a vacuum? It can actually be absorbed? Is that okay?
When we reached about one thousand meters, the mist had begun to become a little viscous, and Cai Gen's absorption radius was also constantly compressed, shortening from two meters to one and a half meters, then to one meter, and finally half a meter.
Xiaosun and Zhen Shuiyin had to be carried by Cai Gen, otherwise the immunity range would be too small.
The mist is stronger, and Cai Gen is actually getting stronger accordingly, but it is too thick. The surface area of Cai Gen is only so large, and it does take time to absorb it.
Finally, the fog completely covered Cai Gen, and darkness fell.
Cai Gen struggled to even look at the flashlight in his hand.
"Xiaosun, Naqi, Xiaoshui, where are you?"
Cai Gen yelled, but after the sound came out of his mouth, it seemed to be transmitted to his ears with a delay. The distance between his mouth and his ears was not a thousand mountains and rivers, but an astonishingly dense fog.
There was no answer, there was silence, as if Cai Gen was the only one left in the world.
This is a bit difficult to handle.
Cai Gen regretted that he had underestimated the dangers near Dichi, even though he had been reminded many times.
Inertial thinking made Cai Gen think that the supernatural circle is just a little bit of special powers, a little spirit spirit, and a little breaking of the rules. What can it do?
Today, Cai Gen understands the narrow-mindedness of his thinking. What he encountered before was really a trivial matter.
Faced with the predicament at hand, Cai Gen had no plan. What a big mistake was this?
If I had used a rope to connect my group of people together at the beginning, this situation would not have happened and they were all lost. What should I do?
Should we go back?
Isn’t that nonsense? It’s a waste of time.
Keep going?
Yes, what if Naqi and the others are waiting for me next to the pond?
Ten minutes, half an hour, one hour, three hours. Although Cai Gen kept charging and didn't feel tired, the endless feeling made him mentally tired.
I’ve been walking for half a day, why hasn’t there been any change?
While hesitating whether to continue walking forward, Cai Gen tripped over something under his feet and fell to the ground.
Cai Gen fell very hard this time, and because he was walking very fast, he threw away the flashlight in his hand.
He climbed up and turned on all the flashlights hanging on his body, which only illuminated a distance of half a meter around him.
Stop standing upright and touch back to see what has disturbed you.
Cai Gen first touched a pair of feet, then legs, torso, and finally the head.
When I touched my head, it felt very bad, rough and not round at all. I really wanted to take a good look at it.
Because of his poor vision, Cai Gen still had plenty of strength and accidentally took off his head.
Looking closer, under the weak light, I saw clearly that it was a dried head.
After confirming what was in his hand, Cai Gen's hairless scalp was a little fried. In the past, all he saw was the soul body.
Although it doesn't look good, it's not that exciting. This time it's a bit heavy.
A few beef jerky-like muscles are attached to a white skull. The eye sockets are sunken and there are no eyeballs. The teeth in the mouth are very black, and one of the big teeth is missing.
Before Cai Gen came in, he was thinking about what weird things he might encounter here, and he found a dried corpse, which made him a little nervous.
For such a big battle, couldn't there be something more fantasy? A mummy, that's too much fun, right?
I gently put the skull aside, prepared myself mentally, and began to examine the body of the mummy to see if I could get any information from the clothes. If I could find the ID card, it would save trouble!
I looked closely with the flashlight for a long time, and found that they were not modern clothes. They had no zippers or buttons. They were a bit old, and Cai Gen turned into ashes as soon as he touched them.
"You tore my clothes, please pay for it."
The sudden voice startled Cai Gen. He looked around for a long time and saw no one. He lowered his head and looked at the head again. Two white flames appeared in the deep-set eye sockets.
Cai Gen discovered the strangeness of the head and communicated tentatively.
"How much?"
The white fire on his head flickered a few times, as if he was calculating the price, and seemed to be recovering his thinking.
"No money, just clothes."
This time Cai Gen was sure, because he saw the mouth of the head moving, which was where the sound came from.
"You can't move, so what's the use of clothes? Besides, no one wants to look at you without clothes."
When Cai Gen said that, his head was very excited, because the white fire in his eyes suddenly brightened up, and he shouted excitedly,
"Why don't you want to look at me? Why? Why can't I move? If you take off someone's head, of course you can't move it."
Cai Gen felt depressed, what happened to him? He said impatiently,
"are you crazy?"
At this moment, my head felt like it was possessed by a barb spirit, and then I asked,
"Do you have any medicine?"
The following conversation was something Cai Gen had come across when he was listening to cross talk. He definitely couldn't develop it that way. He is also a person with a bottom line.
Gently put the head back to its original position.
"That's enough. I'll put it back for you. You can move it for a while and see."
After the head and torso were combined, I really wanted to move my body, but my efforts failed, and I even shouted excitedly,
"You pull me, you pull me, and I can get up."
Taking a deep breath, Cai Gen obediently pulled the mummy's arm.
When I first got it, it felt very heavy, but it became lighter and lighter, and I could really lift the mummy up in one go.
The mummy also seemed to be resurrected. Regardless of the weathering of the skin, it stood in front of Cai Gen like a real person, and even moved its limbs. Although it made a tooth-gripping sound, it was actually able to move flexibly.
Did he really pull him back to life by pulling on him? Cai Gen looked at his hands suspiciously.
However, the mummy only moved for a few seconds before falling to the ground again.
The white fire on that head was a little weak, but it still said tenaciously,