Chapter 221 Chapter 221 Heavy Fog

The tentacle monster's way of eating people is somewhat similar to that of a spider. Instead of tearing its prey into pieces and eating it directly, it inserts its mouthparts/tentacles into the prey's body and sucks, leaving behind a light, empty shell.

He Junxia had no objection to this unique way of hunting and eating, but when humans became prey, things became terrifying.

Think about it

I saw him yesterday morning, no, I heard him this morning, but when I saw him again, all that was left was a soft, fluttering human skin that could be blown away by a gust of wind.

How terrifying.

Zhang Shuhui's lips were pale and her expression was very hard. She could hardly believe what she had seen.

"Her father is dead too?"

"When did his voice disappear?"

Zong Kangping was unable to give an answer.

Because their minds were previously occupied by the monkey anchor, they did not pay attention to the sound outside, and did not remember when the sound disappeared.

He Junxia knew it, but there was no need to say it out loud at this time, as it would only make people more frightened.

He looked at the two men, whose fear was written all over their bodies, right down to their hair, and said soothingly, "Now that we know what the monster is, the country will definitely find a way to deal with it. We must trust the country."

He Junxia also watched the entire live broadcast.

The tentacle-covered monster was different from the previous world's monsters, which could only be killed by Awakened beings. Its tentacles subconsciously retracted after being struck by the kitchen knife, and later consciously avoided the streamer's attacks.

This shows that monsters have a sense of pain and can be injured by physical weapons. What the country lacks the least is a variety of highly lethal thermal weapons.

He Junxia didn't think the tentacle monsters that appeared now were a match for hot weapons. He was more worried about those strange mushrooms.

Looking out from his angle, he could clearly see that a certain wall of the building opposite was covered with dense gray mushrooms.

And in the center of this patch of gray mushrooms, there is a small yellow mushroom emitting a faint glow that stands out from the crowd.

So far, in addition to the most common gray mushrooms, He Junxia has seen two types of glowing mushrooms, green and yellow. Some people have also seen glowing red mushrooms online.

What do these different colored mushrooms represent?

He Junxia was very curious.

His intuition told him that these mushrooms were closely related to the tentacle monsters that appeared in the white fog, but for safety reasons, he did not intend to touch the mushrooms.

Social order has not yet collapsed. If the government wants to find out the truth about the fog and the appearance of monsters, it will definitely not ignore the strangeness of the mushrooms.

Instead of taking risks yourself, it is better to wait for the professionals sent by the government to conduct tests and give a more scientific conclusion.

He Junxia looked at the still anxious young couple and changed the subject, "What are we having for lunch? Pengpeng and Jiajia should be hungry."

Zhang Shuhui reluctantly said, "Let's use the ham and scrambled eggs you bought yesterday, and then make some egg drop soup and stir-fry some bok choy."

With five mouths to feed in the family, there are rarely leftovers at home, as they are usually cooked fresh.

The door of the children's room suddenly opened, and Zong Yipeng waved his homework book and said happily: "Mom, Mom, I have finished my homework. Can I play with Tiantian?"

Zhang Lingjia also popped his head out: "I've finished writing too. I want to go play with Brother Tiantian too."

"no!"

Zhang Shuhui's voice was very sharp.

The two children shrank back suddenly and looked to their grandfather and father for help.

QWQ

Mom is so fierce, they want to go out and play.

Zong Kangping patted his wife's shoulder gently, signaling her to calm down.

He Junxia said seriously, "There are man-eating monsters outside. You can't go out to play today. Otherwise, you two will be captured by the monsters and you will never see your parents and grandpa again."

Zong Yipeng shrank his neck, still a little unconvinced: "Grandpa, you are not lying to me."

He Junxia: "Remember the horrible sound you heard this morning? That was the warning that the monster had appeared."

Zhang Lingjia suddenly ran forward and whispered, "Grandpa, was Grandma captured by a monster? Why haven't I seen her for a long time?"

"I miss her."

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

He Junxia looked at the little girl who kept tugging at her clothes, and couldn't help but think of another lively and lovely child who grew up under his care.

Will she think the same thing when she leaves?

Zhang Shuhui, now calm, walked over, squatted down, and held her daughter's hand. "Grandma wasn't captured by the monster. Remember what mom told you? Grandma flew to the sky."

Zhang Lingjia lowered his head and clasped his hands without saying a word.

Zong Yipeng raised his hand happily: "I know, I know. Grandma has gone to heaven to become a fairy. She can't come to the mortal world, otherwise she will be punished by the police uncle in heaven."

Zhang Shuhui gave a thumbs up and said, "You're right."

She reached out and touched her daughter's soft hair lovingly: "Jia Jia, grandma will bless us in heaven."

"If you miss her, think about her in your heart when you go to sleep at night. Maybe grandma will come to see you in your dream."

"All right."

The little girl put her arms around her mother's neck and said, "Mom, please don't go to heaven to be a fairy, okay? I want you to stay with me."

Zhang Shuhui's heart softened: "Okay, Mom will always be with you and brother, we will always be together."

Zong Kangping walked forward and hugged the mother and son: "Dad and Grandpa will also be with you."

Even so, the two adults were unsure. The monster that emerged from the white fog was beyond their imagination, and its horrific way of eating was even more terrifying.

The roar of the engine and the sound of the car shutting down rang out one after another, and the three adults in the living room all looked out the window.

Someone is driving here?

He Junxia pushed open the wooden door and walked to the balcony to look out. She saw a team of soldiers armed with live ammunition surrounding the bodies of the father and daughter. Several people in full protective suits carefully put the bodies, which were only left with skin and a few bones, into a yellow box.

They were moving very slowly. Without the support of flesh and most of the bones, the clothes on the human skin quickly slipped off, and the human skin swayed in the wind.

"vomit"

Zhang Shuhui covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom to vomit violently.

He Junxia looked at Zong Kangping who was standing there stupidly, totally at a loss as to what to do, and couldn't help but kick him.

"What are you standing there for? If you have nothing to do, go to the kitchen and cook."

Zong Kangping came back to his senses.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that his father's temperament had changed a lot after his mother came to him in a dream - at least he would never talk to him like this before.

"Go quickly."

"Pengpeng and Jiajia will be hungry later."

"knew."

Zong Kangping resigned himself to his fate and opened the refrigerator, took out a bag of cabbage and five eggs and went to the kitchen.

When he was a child, his family was busy with farming, so he cooked his own meals and also went to the fields to bring food and water to his parents. He was not the kind of person who was lazy and didn't know the difference between crops.

Zong Kangping ignored the disgusting image in his mind and concentrated on preparing the lunch ingredients. Soon the kitchen was filled with the aroma of eggs.

Zhang Shuhui walked out of the bathroom, her face and lips as pale as ever, and it was obvious that she had not yet recovered from the feeling of nausea.

He Junxia thought for a moment and said, "Shuhui, Pengpeng just said he has some math problems, and Jiajia said she wants to recite a new ancient poem she learned yesterday. You can go and teach them."

The tedious task of helping children with their homework would definitely divert Zhang Shuhui's attention.

Ten minutes later

"8+9=17, so what does 9+10 equal? ​​Don't you understand?"

“It’s 18.”

"18, you big-headed ghost, count it again. Jiajia, come here and recite poetry with your mother."

A woman's powerful voice came from the children's room, completely forgetting the horrific scene she had seen earlier.

He Junxia smiled slightly, hiding his achievements and fame.

Zong Kangping and Zhang Shuhui were both busy, so he was naturally not idle either. He used the excuse of being tired and wanting to take a nap to return to the bedroom of the wisher to meditate.

This is a small world in the Dharma-Ending Age.

He could take out the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron, but he could not use its functions. The Soul-Suppressing Cauldron seemed to be just an ordinary bronze cauldron.

He could also practice, and even with his higher soul strength, he could sense the strands of profound energy in the air, but practicing was extremely difficult.

It’s not because the wisher’s body has aged, nor because the wisher’s constitution is weak, but because of the limitations of the world.

But He Junxia didn't intend to give up.

He practiced only to strengthen his body and to have a certain self-protection ability so as not to hinder the young couple.

When the soul and the body of the wisher are completely compatible, the soul will slowly improve the body, and combined with the benefits brought by cultivation, the wisher's body should be able to reach the level of about 45 years old.

That's enough.

After eating a lunch in which I forgot to add salt, time flew by and it was already afternoon.

He Junxia opened his phone and checked his social media accounts.

The government still hasn't responded, and netizens are still speculating and questioning the topic. Some even posted photos of victims being drained of flesh by the tentacle monster, sparking another round of heated debate.

He Junxia turned off his phone.

The wisher's eyesight is not very good. After just looking at the screen for ten minutes, his eyes became dry and uncomfortable. He has a serious case of dry eye syndrome.

I don’t know if the government can respond or come up with a policy solution within a week.

Modern society is too convenient, and most people don’t stockpile too much food at home. There is a hurdle between seven days and half a month.

As time went on, the family ran out of food and was afraid of monsters, so they didn't dare to go out. The neighbors in the same building became the best source of food.

This is human nature.

During the flood world, a group of people who lived with them in the government building had many conflicts over this, and some people almost lost their lives.

He Junxia found Zong Kangping and Zhang Shuhui and said, "Starting today, you will exercise with me."