The four hundred and seventieth eight chapters return to the underground
Under the greenery of the palm of the potted plant, the photomask has become a bit softer. Top 23S.
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"The breath of these ferns is long and ancient. It's strange. The cataclysm only happened two hundred years ago, but they seem to have survived for tens of thousands of years. It doesn't make sense? I want to see their..."
"Boom."
A shock wave spread in a ring, pushing the potted plant away from the photomask.
"They...are resisting me!"
Bonzai's face was full of surprise and disbelief.
"A plant without self-awareness would actually resist the natural affinity of my magical commander?"
Lin Chou said,
"Otherwise, are you still going to reason with these ferns and let them let go of the big tiger?"
Lin Chou breathed a sigh of relief into the palm of her hand, clenching it tightly for shoveling.
"Ha, everyone is mortal, and some people need a little help."
Looking maliciously at the winged tiger in the mask,
"Including tigers, of course."
"Bang!"
As if it caused a chain reaction, the dazzling electric light snaked around the surface of the spherical shield and made an unpleasant creaking sound.
"Ha, is it easy for me to make some hard-earned money?"
"Bang!"
After more than a dozen shovels were shoveled down, cracks appeared in the ground. The thin layer of light mask seemed to be crumbling, but in fact there was no change at all.
“I still don’t believe in this evil!”
Lin Chou's tiger's mouth was a little cracked, and he was breathing heavily.
"Take a rest, take a rest...tired..."
While the six eyes were staring at the mask in a daze, a cute guinea fowl came over from the other direction with a "coo-coo" sound.
He just glanced at the three of them arrogantly and stopped caring about them.
This is obviously a guinea fowl with a lot of stories. One of its wings is crookedly dragging on the ground, and the feathers on its breast and tail are missing. There are even traces of teeth on the tip of its bare tail. Who knows what it has been through.
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But this is obviously the overlord among the guinea fowls. Even if he is seriously injured, he still looks majestic and high-spirited. He exudes a genuine first-order aura.
The guinea fowl staggered to the foot of a fern tree and fell down among the huge leaves, with blood flowing from the tip of its buttocks.
"Gu Gu."
It weakly pecked at the dark green leaves, and then ate the leaves into its stomach.
"Buzz."
Ripples formed by circles of light gradually bloomed around it, and soon formed a spherical light mask with a diameter of half a meter, and began to grow a "root system" to connect with the fern tree.
"What the hell?"
Shen Feng's eyes widened, "This, this thing...isn't it poisonous?"
After the guinea fowl's body was completely wrapped by the spherical mask, it slowly floated up and suspended in mid-air without moving. It gradually closed its eyes and fell into a deep sleep like the winged tiger.
Feathers fell off the body one by one and turned into fly ash. The wounds stopped bleeding and recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"What's the point of this, part-time doctor?"
The aperture of the guinea fowl is smaller, making it easier to observe, so the three people gathered around and watched intently.
The light veins connecting the light balls flicker and flicker with the rhythm of the guinea fowl's breathing, as if some kind of energy is being transmitted into its body.
Lin Chou touched the surrounding veins with his hands, but they were not as solid as a mask, but passed through them directly, no different from the air.
"strangeness."
Lin Chou muttered.
After the guinea fowl fully recovered from its wounds, all its feathers had completely fallen off and it was so bare...
Well, Lin Chou could tell at a glance that this kind of color and meat quality were more than three to five times better than the zero-level guinea fowl he commonly used.
"Click."
As if a pair of invisible hands were tearing it apart or a balloon was suddenly stuffed into the guinea fowl's belly, its ribs on both sides suddenly bulged, and the bone joints were obviously dislocated and disconnected.
"Click, click."
The bones crackled one after another. At this moment, the guinea fowl was more like the white-striped chicken that had been processed on Lin Chou's cutting board. It was placed in any shape. All the bones in the body were misaligned and swelled into ridiculous balls.
Thin hairs protrude from the pores and grow, and within a few moments, the guinea fowl is completely covered with new hairs.
Then, its chicken claws expanded rapidly, and its sharp toenails flew off from the top. The claws grew longer and thicker and moved closer to each other. The new toenails were blue-black and almost covered the entire foot.
Under the astonished gaze of the three people, a pair of chicken feet grew into "chicken hooves".
At the same time, its head also began to change. The bones became wider from the center of the brow, a pair of cheekbones protruded, the cockscomb and the sharp beak fell off at the same time, the mouth cracked, and sharp teeth protruded from the mouth.
A face with oval seeds turned into mahjong tiles in an instant, very square.
The more Shen Feng looked at it, the more he felt an inexplicable chill running straight to the back of his head.
"Why does it look like...the head of a dinosaur??"
Look at the potted tiger next to it, and then look at the guinea fowl in front of you.
"Is it an atavism?"
Shen Feng pointed to the guinea fowl that was still changing.
"Is there such a direct atavism in the history of biology?"
Bonzai asked back,
"Is there a period of great catastrophe in the history of biology, an era of origin?"
Shen Feng was speechless,
"Did the tiger's wings come from this way? These ferns... if they are also useful to evolvers..."
Bonzai said with a smile,
"You can give it a try and think of it as dedicating yourself to humanity. Maybe you can become a six-eared macaque."
The ancestors of human beings are said to be monkeys?
Shen Feng shuddered when he thought of this.
"But why can they connect with these trees, but we don't have any reaction at all? Is it because they eat the leaves?"
Lin Chou said,
"I think it may be due to the injury and bleeding. Look at the ground under the Winged Tiger's feet."
Shen Feng looked carefully and saw a small piece of land soaked in blood under the saber-toothed tiger's claws.
When it fought with Lin Chou, its claws were not injured at all. It was obvious where the wound came from without even a drop of blood.
While the three of them were still talking, above the endless mist, where the snowflakes fell, there was a huge vortex of clouds.
The dim yellow clouds condensed like ink and slowly rotated, and endless snowflakes drifted down from the center of the vortex.
Finally, the vortex completely solidified and dissipated.
"The snow has stopped."
The potted plant raised its hand to take a piece of snowflake and looked up into the sky.
"It seems to be stopping..."
Shen Feng rubbed his eyes,
"Am I poisoned too?"
The light and shadow of the fern forest that blocks out the sky changes, causing ripples like water waves, like the moon in the flowers and water in the mirror. It is so close yet so far away, giving people a clear sense of visual dislocation.
Lin Chou stretched out his hand to fish it out, but found nothing. His arm went straight through the thick trunk of the fern tree.
"Bo."
A sound similar to the bursting of soap bubbles came from the void.
All disillusionment was shattered, and the fern forest disappeared completely.
Shen Feng opened his mouth wide, looking at the empty grassland, his Adam's apple squirmed,
"Fuck, fuck."
Shen Feng and Lin Chou looked at each other,
"not good..."
The two of them turned around and rushed in the direction they came from.