The power of implosion is astonishing, and the outcome is usually extremely tragic.
This is the same whether it's for humans or this Huo's undead insect that has lived for who knows how many years.
This is not the case.
After an implosion, Huo's Undead Worm's terrifyingly large head, which was as big as a cauldron, had now turned into a trembling existence like a morning glory.
Seeing this rather disgusting and terrifying scene from close range, the four of them remained silent for a while.
Ding Ze took a look twice.
His tolerance for disgusting things was indeed not that strong, so he calmly looked away and looked at the body of Huo's Undead Insect.
I saw that, just as described in the original work, with increasingly thinner red mist pouring out of the body, the body of this Huo's undead insect was turning black bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When I got up, the bright red color of not long ago was no longer there.
Ding Ze watched quietly for a while.
At this time, the fat man, who had had enough of the morning glory, took action and used the muzzle of his submachine gun to poke the parts of Huo's Undead Bug that were not covered by armor.
"The shell of this thing has no effect even after being hit with so many bullets. It is as hard as a steel plate."
"Now it's soft and soft, almost like a soft caterpillar."
"It's really weird!"
The fat man was confused and said this.
Hearing this, Hu Bayi spoke, "It should be related to the red mist. Just now, its body could continuously produce red mist, so the outer shell is so hard."
"Now that the red mist can no longer be produced, the shell has softened."
Hu Bayi briefly explained, then asked Shirley Yang, who was frowning slightly, "Ms. Yang, you know more about these things, what on earth is this?"
Shirley Yang shook her head, "If you ask me, this is most likely an insect that has been extinct for a long time... Only in the prehistoric world could there be insects that could grow to such a big size."
As she said that, Shirley Yang moved her gaze and took a look along the body of Huo's Undead Insect, "Let's take a look at its body and we may be able to see some clues to its identity."
As soon as the words came out, Shirley Yang walked away with her feet up.
When the fat man saw it, he suddenly became anxious, "I think this thing doesn't seem to be dead yet. Why don't we put some grenades in it and kill it completely first? Otherwise, if it pops up again later, we'll be in trouble."
This actually makes sense.
Especially for Ding Ze, who knew that Huo's undead insect would indeed start jumping around again soon.
However, Ding Ze certainly would not support Fatty's proposal.
After all, this Huo's undead insect can be used again.
Ding Ze said nothing.
Hu Bayi responded, "The centipede is dead but not stiff. This thing no longer poses any threat to us, and we will probably be finished soon."
"We'd better not rush to explode."
Fatty: "But..."
The fat man wants to persevere.
See the situation.
Ding Ze reached out decisively, patted the fat man on the shoulder, interrupted the fat man's words, and interjected, "Fat man, shouldn't you have more important things to do?"
The fat man heard: "?????"
Ding Ze smiled and didn't say much. He just pointed at the fragments of the golden mask scattered on the ground next to him.
The fat man saw it: "Damn it! How could I forget this thing!"
In an instant, it doesn't matter whether it is a bug or not.
The fat man squirmed and bounced, and the thief picked up the gold fragments excitedly.
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"Haha, what a real fat man!"
"very talented!"
"This is the right thing to do. If it were me, I would quickly pick up the gold! After all, it is gold and it is money!"
"Looking at it this way, it turns out that only Fatty is the real tomb robber. Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang are both fakes."
"Heroes see the same thing, and I think so too."
In the live broadcast room, a group of spectators were chattering.
In the cave.
Seeing the fat man's dissatisfied manner, Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang shook their heads in unison, but they didn't say anything. They just raised their feet and slowly walked along the huge body of Huo's Undead Worm.
Walk around and observe.
Ding Ze didn't follow him. His black gold dagger was still in the gravel nearby and he had to find it.
Find the knife.
Ding Ze was too lazy to move anymore, so he found a rock on the side of Huo's undead insect's head, sat down, and waited quietly.
Didn't have to wait long.
Shirley Yang, who had already walked all the way to the end of the cave, realized that the Huo's Undead Worm's tail, or more precisely, part of its body, was integrated with the red rock wall, made a sound.
"I think I know what kind of insect this is."
Shirley Yang spoke, with obvious surprise in her tone, "If I remember correctly, this insect should be a mantis with a rare wheel-shaped nerve structure similar to the sun goddess snail."
"This kind of mantis worm is also known as Huo's undead worm..."
Bah bah bah bah.
Narrated by Shirley Yang Yitong.
"The barbarians living in this area in ancient times should have worshiped this terrifying Huo's undead insect as a mountain god..."
"I don't know how many generations this Huo's undead insect has reproduced in the insect shell, and it has survived until now..."
"This is probably the only surviving Huo's undead bug in the world today... If we could get it out, biologists all over the world would definitely go crazy with excitement..."
Hearing this, Hu Bayi had a voice, "Miss Yang, we definitely can't get it out with just a few of us. And, according to you, maybe this Huo's undead insect can survive as soon as it leaves this place."
If you go into the gourd hole, you will die completely...even if you can get it out, I'm afraid it won't be of much use."
Shirley Yang nodded, "Well, what you said makes sense. The reason why this Huo's undead insect can survive to this day is because of the environment here..."
As she said that, Shirley Yang turned her head and looked at the female corpse in the water. From the moment Huo's undead insect fell, it gradually stopped rolling and calmed down.
Added, "It may be related to these foods."
Words spread.
Hu Bayi, who also looked at the female corpse, spoke again, with a serious tone.
"Speaking of food, I just had an idea."
"The golden mask on the face of this Huo's Immortal Worm and the dragon scale-like armor covering its body are most likely forged by King Xian and put on this Huo's Immortal Worm."
"The strange state of these female corpses must be related to King Xian's evil spell."
Hu Bayi said, looking up at the top of the cave.
"The corresponding ground above this cave must already be within the scope of the white miasma."
"Is it possible that this Huo's undead insect that can continuously spray out red mist is actually the source of the white miasma on the ground?"
"This cave is actually a miasma manufacturing factory?"
Hu Ba said this in one breath.
Ding Ze heard it.
He glanced at Hu Bayi first, then moved his eyes decisively to look at the fat man who had picked up almost all the gold fragments on the ground and was picking out the gold fragments bit by bit on the bug heads like morning glory with an engineering shovel...
'Should I give you a warning?'
'Otherwise, forget it.'
'After all, what happens right away is really interesting...'
'Well, forget it, no one will die anyway, and it wouldn't be a bad thing for Fatty, a guy who wants money rather than his life, to learn a lesson.'