Another World: That's too much. I have to start from scratch to get the contribution value.

Chapter 183: Mutation - Granary 28

Behind him, Xianggu said faintly: "How long are you going to hold it?..."

Anjiu subconsciously threw it away, jumped high on the spot, and retreated three meters at an unprecedented speed.

A severed hand slammed against the tree trunk, retracted bonelessly, and then bounced to the ground.

He supported himself on the ground with his five fingers, turned his palms downward, and used his fingers as legs to crawl over.

Anjiu felt his hair tingling instantly. He waved his hand, took out a kitchen knife and held it across his body.

"What the hell is this!"

"Broken hand~"

Compared to Anjiu who was still in shock, Xianggu was much calmer.

It stretched out its index finger and accurately inserted its sharp nails into the back of the severed hand, forcing it into the soil.

But that hand was soft and boneless, and the fingers were bent upward, with five fingers wrapped around each other, resisting the long nails!

The mushroom ignored it and looked along the tip of the tree root towards the broken part. "Gu, that's its hand~"

Anjiu felt something was wrong, as if something was about to break her cognition.

When he shifted his sight slightly and saw clearly what was flowing out from the broken leaf veins, Anjiu's head buzzed and his San value dropped rapidly.

——A pile of miniature corpse fragments poured out from the gap.

The broken limbs were of different sizes, with purple and blue patches on the skin, and the white bones were clearly visible in the cross section.

Then, a head with a severed hand on its face rushed out. It was only the size of a fist and rolled down from the tree roots to the ground.

The severed hand that was suppressed by the mushroom struggled even harder, and the mushroom pulled out its nails and flicked it away.

Five fingers swung in the air, fell to the ground, flipped over, jumped up, and quickly crawled to the location of the head.

When the two hands came together, they lifted the head together and held it in their palms.

The little finger and thumb are supported on the ground as legs, and the machine crawls towards other limbs very flexibly.

It was at this moment that An Jiu saw the face clearly.

Her expression was extremely grim. "…Senior year?!"

As these words came out, the eyelids of the head trembled slightly, and the eyes slowly opened.

——There was a layer of gray film on his eyeballs, and he couldn't see clearly no matter how hard he tried to move them.

But he seemed to have retained some memory. After being stunned for a moment, the finger holding him up suddenly ran quickly towards the broken leaf vein.

Although Anjiu didn't understand what was happening, his body was faster than his brain and he chased after him with a knife in hand.

We can't let him live!

The mushroom was closer to the broken leaf vein, and seeing this, it sat down on it, stretched out its long nails to poke the head, and actually poked it down directly.

Anjiu followed closely behind, and when he was about to swing the kitchen knife, he immediately changed it to a fruit knife, suppressed his fear, aimed at Gao San's head which had shrunk several times, and chopped it down.

Gao San seemed to sense the approaching danger, and his tightly closed lips tore inch by inch, revealing red gums with no teeth inside.

His voice was shrill and weak: "Don't kill me! Spare my life!"

One of the two severed hands jumped high to block in front of him, and the other jumped up along Anjiu's legs and pounced on her face at a speed that made people's scalps numb.

Anjiu gritted his teeth and moved without any hesitation.

Amid Gao San's weak and desperate screams, the blade pierced through his palm and fell, like cutting through a ball of overly soft mud.

At the same time, another finger climbed up her neck and moved upwards madly as if stimulated.

Leaving a trail of creepy coldness on her skin.

——The blade continued to move downward.

His fingers climbed up the bridge of her nose, and the wrinkled fingertips touched her eyelashes, causing a slight itch.

The next second after Anjiu closed her eyes, he pressed his fingers on her eyelids and pushed inward instantly.

There was a sour and oppressive feeling in my eyeballs, but the knife had already cut into the soil.

An Jiu drew his knife and chopped wildly, grabbing the severed hand on his face with his left hand and tearing it down. The hand seemed to have suction cups, clinging to his face tightly and unable to move.

Xianggu shouted anxiously: "I have to chop off the eyes! Put away the knife and let me do it!"

It tried to come over to help several times, but was forced back by the swinging blade.

Anjiu put away the kitchen knife and instead used both hands to grab the severed hand.

Clearly this hand looked soft and boneless before, but I don't know why it has such strong grip now.

She felt like her eyeballs were about to burst, and there was an oval spot of light being squeezed in front of her eyes.

Anjiu tried his best to pull it out, but he didn't expect that the severed hand suddenly became weak the next second and was easily removed.

She could see again only after the dark spots under her eyes completely disappeared.

The severed hand was still held in her hand, and it swung back and forth as if it were made of latex.

But it feels more like a chicken claw soaked in medicine, numb and rough.

Anjiu threw it far away, then looked down again and saw that the skull was broken into several pieces. No blood was seeping out, and the inside was basically hollow, with only a brain as big as half a walnut.

At this moment, it also rolled into a black lump in the soil.

Other parts of the body scattered around also gradually lost their elasticity, became a little yellow, and tended to fester.

Anjiu turned around and walked towards the original location of the corpse - at the end of the tree roots was a skeleton wearing clothes.

But what we saw this morning was a corpse covered with white hair. If it was poisonous fog, it would have melted all the clothes and bones. How could there be anything left?

Anjiu raised his foot and stepped on it. After a few crisp sounds, it directly pierced through the chest.

——The bones also become brittle.

She lifted up a corner of her clothes with a fruit knife and saw a web-like tree root sticking out from a pile of bone debris.

"Coriander, let's go!" Xianggu finally placed the bucket horizontally on his back and turned around to see his younger brother looking at a pile of useless things.

It looked up at the sky worriedly, and then looked behind it.

"Come back quickly, the marker seeds will be launched soon!"

Now is not the time to figure this out, so Anjiu put his thoughts aside, trotted onto its back, grabbed the bucket to steady his body, and then the mushroom jumped out.

After this delay, they were almost left behind.

Shiitake carried an 80-jin bucket of water and some wine, and his speed was half of what it was before.

When it was no longer at the bottom, it panted and asked the question it had puzzled about for a long time: "Why did you let him die completely?"

The sharp wind whistled past Anjiu's ears. She paused for a second before realizing that the "he" Xianggu was referring to was the senior year in high school.

"Didn't he die a long time ago? Are those pieces of debris considered alive?"

Anjiu frowned, vaguely feeling that this matter might be related to the big tree.

To make a bold guess, the tree roots that pierced the corpse may have absorbed energy, allowing Gao San to grow and develop again inside?

Immediately, she heard Xianggu say: "Of course not, now he is at most a fetus, but as long as he is given some time, he will be born, and by then he will be a primary baby like you~"

it is as expected!

Anjiu suddenly remembered that when they first met, Xianggu was not surprised that she was a junior.