Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

In the face of the fungus outbreak, no one was spared.

Fugo lost his legs, Mista had his neck chewed open, Apaki and Nalanja each lost an arm, and Giorno and Bucciarati could only cover their chests and abdomen helplessly, watching helplessly. He looked at the spreading fungus engulfing his abdominal muscles.

Li Qing seemed fine.

The fungal erosion seemed to be simply judged as a physical attack by the system, and his digitalized body would recover as soon as he was injured.

Li Qing has always maintained a complete body and complete combat effectiveness, but this cannot change the fact that his blood volume is constantly declining.

There is no doubt that this is a desperate situation.

think!

There is not much time left. Think quickly!

Li Qing gritted his teeth tightly and encouraged his companions in this desperate situation:

There are natural differences in strength and natural strengths and weaknesses, but human souls must have absolute equality.

As long as you don't stop thinking, there are endless possibilities to bridge the gap and reverse the strength.

at this moment.

Seven people, including Li Qing, are spending what may be the last time of their lives thinking about that question:

Why are enemies immune to fungi?

Is it because the enemy's ability can achieve 'unharmed teammates'?

Li Qing was the first to use in-game thinking to come up with answers.

However, Bucciarati, who had dealt with various stand-ins and had learned many rules about the abilities of stand-ins, immediately raised objections:

I don't think so.

These fungi multiply and spread spontaneously, with an almost unlimited range.

If you can lock a moving target within such a large range of capabilities and make it always immune to fungal damage, how much control is needed?

“Based on my experience”

Bucciarati analyzed with confidence:

Stand-ins are like athletes in the Olympics. They each have their own areas of expertise, but they can't do both.

For example, shooters may have excellent accuracy, but they may not have the endurance and physical strength of marathon runners.

There may be only one or two exceptions in the world for all-around players like that who can be at the forefront in terms of strength, speed, endurance, and precision.

The same goes for stand-ins, just like Fugo's Purple Smoke.

A stand-in with the ability to cause large-scale damage basically does not have high precision control capabilities.

In fact, just as Bucciarati said, the data of Chocrat's stand-in panel is precision E.

This level of precision is obviously not qualified for the precise operation of protecting teammates from injury in the midst of thousands of troops.

One idea was tentatively rejected.

But everyone has already started thinking in this brainstorming session.

Soon, someone proposed a new possibility:

Could it be that the tight-suit stand-in worn by the other party itself has the isolation effect of the biochemical protective suit?

This conjecture was also quickly rejected, because Psycho's tights were not fully covering, half of his cheeks were clearly exposed, and it obviously had no effect of isolating the air.

So

Did the other party receive any antifungal injections in advance?

Has the other party been modified by the human body and has formed some anti-fungal antibodies in his body?

These ideas are useless!

Seeing that his throat was about to be eaten clean by the fungus, Mista anxiously shouted in his hoarse and weak voice:

Even if these conjectures are true, we will never be able to replicate them.

If this continues, that guy hiding in the soil will be able to come up and collect the bodies for us soon.

Even if you think about it, you can't come up with an answer.

The atmosphere became increasingly solemn and deadly silent.

But at this time, Li Qing seemed to suddenly think of something, and slapped his head suddenly:

Hide in the soil, hide in the soil

“The biggest difference between that guy and everybody else is he’s always been in the dirt.”

Could it be that the secret of immunity to fungi has something to do with soil?

underground.

In the liquefied soil layer, Sai Ke was swimming happily.

Butterfly stroke, breaststroke, dog paddle. He is like a tourist on vacation at the beach, changing various positions to enjoy entertainment and relax.

Because he no longer has to worry about the battle.

The previous actions of Li Qing and others jumping from high to low had already activated the fungus infected on their bodies.

The fungus will continue to multiply and spread until it has devoured the last piece of flesh and blood of the enemy.

If he surfaces above the ground, the enemy may seize the opportunity to counterattack. All Psycho needs to do is wait quietly in this layer of soil, watching out for what moves the enemies on the ground will make when they are dying, and preparing to attack them. The dead guy collects his body.

And what makes him worry free is...

Li Qing and others on the ground seemed to have lost the courage to resist in this desperate situation. They did not move or escape. They just took two steps in a panic and let out a few wails, but nothing else happened. movement.

Soon, the surroundings became completely quiet.

There's no movement.

Psycho listened carefully to the movement on the ground, and suddenly found that there was no sound anymore:

Dead. They should all be dead, right?

Hahahaha. Reward, I can get Jokrater's reward!

He turned his nose up and stuck out his tongue, talking to himself like a dog in heat.

But this did not affect his animal-like keen and cautious instincts.

Psycho first found a safe position away from Li Qing and others and carefully floated to the ground, then squinted his eyes and carefully observed their appearance at the moment:

fear.

The appearance of Li Qing and others can only be described as terrifying.

The green and white fungi had completely covered their bodies from top to bottom, making them look like rotten and moldy tangerines that had been placed improperly.

They collapsed on the ground in a mess, their eyes staring relentlessly like evil ghosts demanding their lives.

That breath was so weak, as weak as a candle in the wind, and could be extinguished at any time.

even

The blood bar on Li Qing's head was gone.

He seemed to have been tortured by the fungus and lost consciousness, and could no longer activate his substitute ability.

Success!

Psycho shouted excitedly.

It is obvious that Li Qing and others have entered the final stage of being parasitized by fungi all over their bodies:

The skin is ulcerated and turned green, the muscles are out of control, the organs are decaying and decaying, and the consciousness is blurred. Although he still breathes his last breath, there is only one breath left.

In this situation, it is impossible for them to have any resistance.

Psycho subconsciously wanted to move forward, but due to the instinct of the beast, he cautiously stopped:

No. You have to be careful.

Maybe they still have the energy to move and are just lying to me?

Hey hey hey

Then let me give it a try!

He suddenly scooped up a handful of rock soil from the earth, then stuffed the soil directly into his mouth without dissatisfying the dirty smell, and chewed it like chewing gum.

The rock and soil became liquefied into mud due to Psycho's stand-in ability, and became more detailed and plasticized under the friction of his teeth.

finally.

Saiko exerted all his strength and used his mouth that was as powerful as a pistol to spit out the mouthful of mud forward and upward.

The mud was sprayed into the sky above Li Qing and others, and soon turned from soft to hard as it moved away from Psycho, and condensed into sharp rock needles under the influence of gravity.

Just like that, a rain of needles fell from the sky out of thin air.

These hard, sharp and dense rock needles mercilessly pierced the bodies of Li Qing and others from above.

Their bodies covered with green and white fur were suddenly punctured with countless holes, and scarlet blood overflowed.

But even so

Li Qing, Giorno, and Bucciarati. None of them moved due to this pain.

Sure enough. Hahaha.

Are you unconscious anymore?

Psycho grinned, immediately relieved.

The next work is very simple, nothing more than finishing the kill and collecting the corpses.

He completely let down his guard and approached without any precautions.

Finally, Psycho boldly emerged from the ground completely, raising his feet high towards Li Qing's face covered with green and white mold.

However, just when he was about to stomp on Li Qing's head.

Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali!

In front of the dying Bucciarati, steel chain fingers suddenly appeared.

An extremely fierce fist shadow suddenly erupted close to his side, which Zi Sai Ke had not noticed at all.

There is no hiding, no avoiding.

By the time Psycho realized that he was being sneak-attacked, the steel-chained fist had already hit him firmly.

Neck, shoulders, thighs, knees

Several important parts and joints were instantly unzipped, and Psycho's figure immediately fell to the ground uncontrollably, and he was no longer able to resist.

At this time, under his surprised, shocked and puzzled eyes, Giorno, Bucciarati and others all stood up from the ground as if nothing was wrong.

Li Qing even directly entered the digital mode, showing his health bar on Xike:

After a long wait, the blood bar not only did not drop, but actually returned to full level.

With the full health bar, Li Qing kicked Xe Ke's body that was unable to move with disdain:

It's been a long time coming, idiot.

How, how is it possible?

Looking at the green and white fluff covering almost the entire body of Li Qing and others, Saiko shouted in disbelief:

The fungus has clearly broken out

Why. Why are you okay?!