It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 656 Curiosity

Feng Ling took out a rope, tied it securely to the kite's saddle, then grabbed the rope and jumped down, sliding down the long rope to the ground.

She wanted to see for herself what had happened to the detached human-faced crow.

Ye Zheng followed closely behind.

The two set off from the bombed area.

A lush green scene should be relaxing, but the plants here only make people feel depressed and suffocated. The density of the leaves is comparable to a toothpick box filled with shovels. Some stems are covered with buds that are ready to burst forth even without leaves. And the flowers have ugly warts on their thick petals, bumpy and dark, constantly irritating Feng Ling and Ye Zheng's eyes.

The humid air felt like the breath of a giant creature, making Feng Ling and Ye Zheng feel uncomfortable. They felt as if they were very close to the maze boss, yet also very far away.

They hadn't gone far when their path was blocked by dense foliage.

Feng Ling used the tempered bone blade to cut through a section of the branches and leaves, the sensation being like cutting a super sturdy broccoli.

She finally spotted the human-faced raven that had ventured deep into the woods—

It was already wrapped in tentacles and fused with its internal organs.

The human-faced crow is small in size and weak in strength, and it is difficult to break free once it is entangled by the tentacles.

Feng Ling stretched out her arms and squeezed in, half of her body pressed against the plant, her five fingers stretched out, and reached forward to grab the clump of internal organs that had merged with the human-faced crow, and then pulled it back forcefully!

The tentacles covering her entrails all began to writhe violently; some crawled up her fingers and onto her arm, while others tried to dig deep into the bark to secure her entrails.

"Feng Ling," Ye Zheng urged from the side, "hurry up."

Other tentacles were approaching from all directions in the forest, their translucent bodies and snail-like stickiness clinging to the ground or charred tree trunks, gradually wriggling closer to them.

Ye Zheng shook his pair of moth wings, and scales fell and scattered all over the ground.

The tentacles avoided the toxic scales and continued to crawl in circles. Although their speed seemed slow, they unknowingly trapped Feng Ling and Ye Zheng in the center.

Feng Ling pulled the internal organs out of the forest and held them in her hand for Ye Zheng to see.

Ye Zheng frowned and said, "Be careful. Even with the scales protecting you, you can't be careless. What if these tentacles get into the gaps between the scales?"

Feng Ling said, "My hands are a little numb."

Ye Zheng's expression changed drastically!

Before she could speak, Feng Ling raised her other hand and smashed the internal organs with a smack.

Ye Zheng: "…………"

"It's sticky." Feng Ling frowned, opened her palm, and saw the shattered internal organs mixed with mucus flowing down from between her fingers.

“The tentacles are probably organs that act as eyes and ears. The internal organs are what actually perform the parasitic function, so if you only touch a few tentacles, there is no danger,” Feng Ling said.

Even with her saying that, Ye Zheng still couldn't feel at ease.

“If it’s just parasitic, why would it mimic our appearance? I think there’s probably something else strange hidden here, so we can’t let our guard down.” Ye Zheng said, while scanning his surroundings. The tentacles that gathered around looked just like a neural network, and the “internal organs” were the nodes on the nerves.

"Yes, why is that?" Feng Ling pondered, resting her chin on her hand.

The tentacles grew denser and denser, while some of the tentacles that were lying on the ground raised their heads high, soaring over the scales that Ye Zheng had scattered, attempting to make close contact with them.

"Do you really have to stand still and think this through?" Ye Zheng snapped. "Or throw a few more grenades, unless you want them to bury us both!" "What's the rush? They're not that fast," Feng Ling said calmly, summoning her kite.

The kite moved its position in the sky, its hanging rope swaying in the air, slowly approaching the two people.

Ye Zheng and Feng Ling gripped the rope tightly, one in front of the other, and began to climb upwards.

The tentacles also extended upwards.

However, the tentacles extend much slower than the kite rises, and once the distance between them increases slightly, they seem unable to sense the presence of living things.

Feng Ling looked down at the tentacles that were gradually retreating back into the forest.

She seemed to be deep in thought when she suddenly reached out one hand into the air. At the same time, she drew a sharp bone blade from behind her and sliced ​​off half of her hand in one swift motion!
Upon seeing this, Ye Zheng, who was above, gasped in shock and shouted, "What are you doing?!"

She watched helplessly as half of Feng Ling's hand fell to the ground, landing in a crevice of a charred tree, dripping with blood!

The tentacles that had just retreated into the woods surged out again! — Saying "surged out" is an exaggeration, but they were indeed faster than the snails before, probably stimulated by the smell of blood.

Ye Zheng was bewildered in the wind. He quickly climbed back onto the kite's back, then grabbed the rope and pulled the feathers up.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? What are you doing?!" Ye Zheng was furious.

"It's alright, it'll heal quickly anyway." Feng Ling covered the wound with one hand, and the bleeding stopped in a few seconds. This little injury was nothing to her; she was more concerned about the tentacles.

Feng Ling continued to look down, "So many people in the city have been parasitized, aren't you curious?"

"No matter how curious I am, I will never feed a monster!" Ye Zheng said through gritted teeth. "You should at least discuss this with me before doing something like this."

“It’s not feeding.” Feng Ling stared at the growing number of tentacles below. “You see, we were all wrong. They didn’t eat my hand; they’re healing that half of my hand.”

The tentacles had already wrapped Feng Ling's half of her palm layer by layer, and several clumps of "internal organs" were also transported from the forest by the tentacles. The palm and internal organs and flesh and bones were fused together, like a developing embryo, or a deformed tumor, and continued to grow.

The structure of his palm became more and more complete, and cartilage grew on the outer layer of his internal organs. Then two eyeballs popped out and darted around, making Ye Zheng feel disgusted.

A nose, mouth, and hair grew out one after another, making it look like a freakish human head. Below the neck were clumps of organs and a complete hand.

As the face of the severed head became increasingly similar to Feng Ling's, Ye Zheng grew more and more impatient and urged, "Aren't you going to make a move?"

Feng Ling was slightly taken aback. "Why do we need to attack? We haven't figured out what moves this maze boss has yet. Let's wait and see."

"If you keep looking, it'll grow into you! Disgusting!" Ye Zheng's scalp tingled. "Have you ever considered that it can imitate your appearance, and maybe even your card skills! Curiosity killed the cat, have you thought about the consequences?!"

“It’s a bit disgusting…” Feng Ling hesitated, “but if it could really grow into a smaller version of me, it would be quite interesting to think about.”

She has always been very curious; otherwise, she wouldn't have taken the festering black spot back to dissect it.

Feng Ling turned to Ye Zheng and asked, "Are you worried that you won't be able to beat it after it becomes me?"

Ye Zheng laughed angrily, "Fine, fine... then let's see how it goes. I'm going to crush your little head in a bit!"

The weasel stood behind them, holding up its phone: [Spring and the Goddess of Life, skills related to the creation of life...]

Nobody reads it.

It got tired of holding it, sighed, and put the phone down.