It is a pair of climbing gloves, we use it to prevent the palms from being worn away by the ropes when we descend.
The gloves are woven with thick nylon and are not dense. Wearing them on the hands can only provide a psychological comfort. I bent down and grabbed a handful of juice on the ground. It was a mass of rotten muscle tissue, mixed with sour tissue fluid.
I closed my eyes and held my breath, smearing the contents of my hand on my right calf, waiting for the result.
The big white maggot was still jumping, coming forward to the crowd one after another, snapping on the body, a black mouthpart was sucked tightly on the person when it found an opportunity, and it could feel pain through the cloth.
But even if they danced around in a flurry of demons, there was no maggot sucking on my right calf anymore.
This shows that my right calf is no different from the surrounding environment for them at this time.
I looked at the crowd and said in a serious tone: "There is a good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear?"
Having said that, I don’t have to guess. The good news and the bad news are all the same-smear decay on your body to avoid maggots, and smear decay on your body to avoid maggots!
If Shinobi can pass, that's fine, but we underestimated the scale of the rotten zone. The big white maggots are still burrowing out of the ground continuously, and many places have been tossing up and down like cooked noodles.
The more piles, the higher the piles, and there is even a tendency for people to be buried. Although the threat of a single maggot is not high, people win by number, and they don't know how big the area of decay is if they go down.
This can only be done. Everyone resisted the nausea in their hearts, and heard Chen Qiyong's retching voice. This is nothing more than that for Doctor Biology.
In a rush to help each other, bend down and pull away the maggots who are jumping around, stretch out from the ground and take out a handful of things that don’t know what it is, red and sparse things, like meat porridge. , Gritted his teeth and wiped on his body.
The effect is still there. When everyone is covered with the decayed tissue juice, the maggots, maggots, and seas gradually ceased.
But it doesn't stop completely. If it was noodles in a pot of boiling water before, then the temperature of this pot of boiling water has dropped to... 80°C
The maggots are still bouncing around, but the purpose is no longer so obvious. We disappear in their "view", so only the maggots around us will still suck on the body, and there are fewer and fewer maggots gushing out of the ground.
Finally, I found a way.
The next road will be easier. Everyone is walking through the ocean of maggots. The gas mask on their faces is the last pride and stubbornness. If they didn't have this stuff, I would have vomited a long time ago. However, Chen Qiyong was still retching silently.
There are fewer and fewer maggots, and there are still small groups of troops jumping around, but the ground can be exposed, and it is no longer a rotting ground, indicating that we have passed the rotting zone.
Mountain beams lie ahead. To describe it in terms of natural landforms, it is called a mountain beam. This location should be...
What is this thing? The foot of the mountain sinks deeply, and the mountain beam bulges softly. Where does this kind of thing come from people's bodies.
Chen Qiyong retched and said weakly: "Here is a glimpse of the position of the abdomen, if you guessed correctly..."
"... Could it be the fat on its stomach?" (End of this chapter)