Chapter 472 Chapter 472 That cute little translucent mushroom...
The roots that were rising into the sky and almost penetrating the city all stopped.
When the wind blows, the brittle roots turn into countless white powders flying in the air, floating like ashes.
The mayor of city K23, who was about to flee just now, had a pale face, thick black blood was flowing out of his mouth and nose, his throat made strange noises like a broken bellows, and his body looked like it was solidified.
The toxin of the little mushroom cubs has a stronger effect on lower-level mutants than he imagined.
Gu Liuming glanced into his pocket and looked at the small ball that was shrinking and occasionally making gurgling sounds.
I do have one question though - putting aside how he ended up in such a miserable state, how on earth did he become so vicious at such a young age?
"good--"
Gu Liuming reached out to pat his pocket and was about to tell the little guy that it was all done.
But the wind came faster.
Gu Liuming slightly turned sideways, and saw a figure moving quickly along the roots from a long distance - his speed was so fast that only a black shadow could be seen.
Then he landed on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. Amidst the flying dust, the man looked up, his azure eyes gleaming faintly. He glanced around, sighed softly, and slowly stood up.
"Is it over? President, have you evolved again?"
Ming Sang had never heard that Gu Liuming's 3S-level space ability had such an effect on plant abilities.
But he didn't see anything, so his trip was in vain.
Ming Sang is still thinking about going back to get his crystal suit in the game.
Gu Liuming just glanced at Ming Sang, and seemed to be troubled by the fact that this problem child was the first to arrive.
The little mushroom cub in the pocket was still curled up, listening carefully to the movements outside, occasionally making a very slight gurgling sound, and did not dare to act rashly.
What's wrong? What's wrong?
The little mushroom seriously stuck its cap on its parent's clothes and listened attentively - but Momo really couldn't understand.
"It wasn't me—" Gu Liuming, still holding the baby mushroom in his pocket, seemed at a loss for words for a moment. Finally, he exhaled, a hint of impatience between his brows. "We'll talk about these things later. Let's deal with the aftermath first. Where are those guys?"
"The car was running too slowly. I came here first."
After listening to Gu Liuming's words, Ming Sang adjusted his headphones, put one hand in his pocket, and walked forward a few steps.
The young boy yawned lazily, as if he had lost interest all of a sudden. I went to deal with things elsewhere.
The light in his eyes slowly brightened. He exerted a little force on his feet and kicked off. The sound of the wind instantly gave him a huge burst of jumping ability.
Ming Sang is a quasi-3s level psychic from the Jingshen Guild. He had briefly soared to the 3s level during his previous outburst, but because he is too young, he is still a 2s level psychic on a daily basis - he is good at using various sounds.
Once you get into his rhythm, even a 3s-level psychic will be skinned alive. His ability is also called deadly rhythm.
It can be said that it is the backbone of the Jingshen Guild.
At this moment, he easily jumped into the air and looked in one direction - he found another direction protected by these roots.
"Over there, isn't it?"
Gu Liuming simply turned sideways and remained where he was. He then lowered his head and patted the little guy again: "Okay, it's okay, it's solved."
You can come out now.
He changed the angle so that the little mushroom baby in his pocket would no longer see the man's miserable appearance.
The skeptical little fellow stretched out his small cap, and the next moment—
"Boss."
"President—"
"Where's that kid Ming Sang? Damn, after seeing the effects of those bubbles, he ran away too fast—"
Gu Liuming watched helplessly as the little guy, who had been trying to stick his head out, got frightened again and shrank back again.
It’s not that the little cub is timid.
In just a short while, I felt like I was on a roller coaster, going up and down.
At this moment, the three or four-year-old little mushroom cubs have not yet reacted and are even a little confused.
Even if it is protected.
But the threshold that a powerful 3S-level psychic can accept is simply not something such a little guy can reach.
At this moment, Gu Liuming didn't quite know how to raise a fragile little cub.
Obviously there is still more to learn.
"Deal with the situation here."
Gu Liuming said a few simple words and explained the situation here.
There should still be some remnants of the force roaming around in the place he just left.
And based on what he knew - the K23 base city was really outrageous.
"Any questions?"
Gu Liuming turned his head to glance at the Jiaguo staff who followed him.
The man came in a hurry and was a little unable to keep up with the pace of the members of the Jingshen Guild - after all, those who can enter the Jingshen Guild must be at least level A or above.
He raised his glasses and spoke elegantly, "No problem. It just so happens that the higher-ups are thinking about how to control these unruly cities."
There were no such conditions before, but later on, even if these mayors were unforgivable crimes, when the country was unable to spare any effort, in order to maintain their own status or to obtain better conditions, they at least protected these small cities.
Under such circumstances, many harsh measures are difficult to implement.
It's not just this small city, there are many small cities around that are being watched. The most important thing about these small cities is that they are easy to defend and difficult to attack, so if any trouble occurs, there will be something to deal with.
But now it's all right - we've offended the Jingshen Guild, and we've dealt with this place at the same time. I don't think those other small cities would dare to say anything more, and it's also sounded a wake-up call for them.
"There are two locations, Boss."
Qin Wenhao, who often handles various related matters in the Jingshen Guild, was making a judgment on the situation here. He spoke to Gu Liuming with a smile.
"Which one were you talking about?"
"That direction."
Gu Liuming was putting his hands into his pockets, feeling the cool ring of the little mushroom cub extending out and carefully holding it with his fingertips. His voice softened a little unnaturally, and he tilted his head slightly, gently hooking the little guy's cap where Qin Wenhao couldn't see.
"Ming Sang has already passed the other place."
"……OK."
Qin Wenhao was stunned for a moment. Although he was still talking and communicating with Gu Liuming normally, he always felt that something was wrong.
It's an indescribable feeling.
Gu Liuming finally moved, preparing to go in the direction he had just left.
Qin Wenhao followed behind for a few steps before he realized——
Oh, yes, it seems a little different.
After all, ever since the 3S-level psychics began to show their differences from humans and revealed their cruelty, distortion and tyranny, basically all 3S-level psychics, including Gu Liuming, have shown a sense of world-weariness and indifference.
They had little interest in anything around them, including Ming Sang, whose supernatural power had briefly reached the 3s level and was gradually showing such characteristics.
Even disappearing after a regional copy is commonplace - if you ask, it's because they are extremely annoyed, don't want to come back, want to kill people, and want to find an outlet to vent.
Even some of the early 3s-level big guys disappeared later. Except for a few who still have some news, no one knows where the others went.
Of course, the Jingshen Guild was also quite frightened.
The president didn't come back, and they were extremely anxious during their internal meetings during those days.
Only when they received news from Gu Liuming did they feel relieved.
And this time, it was actually very obvious that although Gu Liuming was still lazy and not in a good mood, his tone seemed to be several degrees softer?
Really?
Qin Wenhao thought to himself and couldn't help but look forward again. Was it his illusion?
Qin Wenhao was scratching his head, but he didn't dare to ask casually.
Meanwhile, Ming Sang had already captured the little boy who was being protected by the psychics. The little boy was still timid, ferocious despite his young age. He stared at Ming Sang as he approached, warning him, "Don't come near me again! Otherwise, I'll have my dad turn you all into tonics! You lowly people—"
Ming Sang's lazy and dull temperament seemed to have finally been aroused. He tilted his head slightly and smiled lightly.
"oh?"
This is quite interesting.
Ming Sang's eyes lit up and he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Let him see how powerful you are—
But about five minutes later.
Before all the people on Gu Liuming's side were caught and dealt with, Ming Sang had already easily landed on the ground with one hand, and then threw the boy lightly.
The boy, who was not very old and looked very young, but was particularly precocious in the apocalypse, crossed his arms and laughed casually.
"Useless trash."
It would be better to let him play games in the guild for a while longer.
As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Gu Liuming - still wondering in his heart -
Is the president really old?
How come this kind of thing can’t be handled?
Boring...
He was thinking about this.
Then his eyes slowly widened.
It was just because the one in his and Gu Liuming's pockets looked particularly dreamy, and Keaiai only stuck out half of his little head and looked at the unknown creature outside, and their eyes met.
The little mushroom baby blinked its eyes and made a soft sound: "Guji?"
Hello?
Guji?
Ming Sang suddenly remembered the strange gurgling sound he heard when he met Gu Liuming before.
It's this translucent thing with a beautiful blue-green center. It looks so dreamy no matter how you look at it, and you can't help but want to hold it in your hands - is it a little thing?!
By the way, from Ming Sang's obsession with the crystal suit in the game, it is not difficult to see that this kid has no resistance to this translucent color scheme.
He surrendered almost instantly.
What is that?
At this moment, Gu Liuming, who he had just been muttering about whether he was old, lowered his head, stretched out his hand, and spread it in his pocket.
The tone was slightly softer and he asked tentatively.
"Want to come out? Momo."
The little mushroom baby raised its head and gurgled again. When it found that the surroundings seemed to have quieted down and stabilized, it slowly crawled out. The small mushroom rolled over from Gu Liuming's pocket to the palm of his hand, then stood up and swung and adjusted its small mushroom ring.
Then Ming Sang watched eagerly as the translucent little guy pounced on Gu Liuming and hugged his fingers.
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