Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 107 A broken foot that doesn't grow well (seeking subscription~)

16:30 minutes.

Mista had already successfully driven the SUV back to meet Li Qing and the others, and drove them away from the shopping mall for several minutes.

"Ahhhh!!!"

While driving, there were bursts of shrill howls resounding in the car.

Those shouts mixed with heavy breathing were loud, piercing and extremely penetrating, which attracted the attention of drivers and pedestrians passing by on the road.

Feeling the strange line of sight that could be firmly locked on to him through a layer of window glass, Li Qing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but feel like he was on pins and needles:

"Hello."

He couldn't help but turned his head and said to the muscular men who howled like a pig in the back:

"Can the voice be lowered?"

"I don't want to be taken away by the police for some strange reason in a foreign country."

"Say, it's easy to say!"

Fuge clenched his teeth tightly, his face covered with cold sweat:

"Reshape the flesh and nerves inch by inch, you have the ability to try this kind of pain yourself!"

"Damn."

He looked at the legs under him, which were not fully grown:
"Why... this kind of thing can happen to me twice in half an hour?!"

"It's really wrong to betray the organization. Counting that bastard in Oranto, I'm at least 'dead'. I can't count how many times I have died!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The golden experience turned a piece of cement into flesh and blood, and pressed slightly on Fuge's half-grown broken leg, which immediately aroused his heart-piercing wailing.

The process of reshaping flesh and blood is extremely painful.

In order to restore the complex and delicate limbs of the human body, this treatment process cannot be completed overnight, but can only be repaired bit by bit.

Before Fugo, Buccarati, Apache, Naranja, and Giorno himself, who were seriously injured, had all undergone the "non-anesthesia operation" of the golden experience for systemic recovery.

First cut out the broken bones and tissues, and then fill them back with pieces of meat made from mud. This process is obviously extremely painful.

Therefore, even though the injuries were actually healed, Bugarati and the others still collapsed on their seats, their foreheads covered with pain and tired cold sweat.

"What the hell happened to you just now?"

Mista drove the car carefully, and asked in shock and fear.

He originally wanted to complain about his misfortune of encountering the enemy alone in the underground garage, but now seeing the plight of Bugarati and the others, he realized that it was not misfortune but the greatest luck that he left the main force.

"Indescribable"

Bugarati sighed for a long time, and immediately reminded:

"Don't mention these in advance, let's concentrate on driving."

"Since you made such a big commotion in the underground garage and killed a member of the SS, the enemy will definitely know immediately that we were there."

"So next, you must be careful and follow the route I planned to avoid road monitoring and peripheral secret sentries."

"Turn a wrong turn, and our tracks may be exposed to the eyes of the enemy."

The Passion organization has a strong control over Italy. Fortunately, Bucciarati is the leader of Naples, so he has the ability to ensure that everyone will not be discovered so quickly while fleeing.

Mista nodded seriously immediately, and drove carefully according to Bugarati's instructions.

At this time, Fuge's injuries were almost healed.

The golden experience consumed all the cement blocks that had been brought into the car before, and finally repaired his pair of legs that had been crushed into meat paste bit by bit.

"call"

Giorno let out a long sigh of relief, he was extremely exhausted after fighting and treating for a long time:

"Fogg, give it a try."

"It's also the first time I've made this kind of complete and complex human limbs, and the things I make. Well, there may be some small flaws."

"Flaws?" Fugo's face was extremely dark.

He had experienced the growth of meat balls under his head, but he really didn't want to grow a pair of weird legs again.

Under Giorno's helpless gaze of "it's useless to look at me", he could only bite the bullet to adapt to his newly grown legs, and tried to test their performance.

“seemed to be ok”

Fuge published a relatively positive user experience, and then left his seat a little bit, and squatted in the fairly spacious compartment:

"The strength is also quite in place, it's okay."

"Try flexibility again."

Fugo sat back in his seat, raised his legs and moved his knees and ankles wantonly.

then click
Amidst the strange sound of flesh and blood being torn apart, Fuge's newly grown feet were just broken.

It didn't break cleanly like a knife or an axe, but it slumped down limply with the unbroken flesh and tendons as if it had been corroded by something.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Fuge let out that howl that was extremely unfriendly to people with acute hearing, which made Li Qing want to cover his ears.

But this time the howling was not because of the actual pain, but because of the unprecedented fright:
In fact, he didn't feel any pain at all just now.

It was as if someone gave him some strong anesthetic, and cut off his feet in a daze.

"Eggs, egg rolls!"

Fugo called out the nickname he gave Giorno very impolitely, and said with a pale face:
"Can this also be called a small, small flaw?"

"My feet are rotten by themselves!!"

"Forehead"

After all, Fugo tricked "Dio" into a "Team Shield" with a pause and a few seconds. Giorno, who provided him with fake and inferior products, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed:
"Sorry, I really don't have much experience. Let me try again."

With that said, the golden experience emerged around Giorno again.

It shook the remaining cement block and kneaded it into a healthy meat ball, then supported Fuge's broken feet, and heavily filled the rotten gap.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Fuge was so painful that his whole body turned into a prawn, and the noise pollution came out again from his mouth.

"Okay, are you ready?"

He was out of breath, wanting to cry without tears.

"It should be fine."

"The flesh and blood I made this time is definitely healthy and normal, and it won't rot so quickly again."

Giorno made such a promise, and then...
quietly.
The piece of healthy flesh and blood that had just been added quickly decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What was even more frightening was that a piece of light green fluff gradually grew from the wound of the rotting flesh.

These small fluffs interlock with each other and stick to Fugo's limbs densely like spider webs, continuously extending, spreading and growing.

Everywhere he went, flesh and blood rotted away.

"This this."

"Fuzzy, flocculent, cobweb texture, abnormal light green color."

As a top student, Fuge quickly recognized these little guys who were devouring his own flesh and blood in horror:
"It's a fungal colony"

"It's impossible that there is such a fast-growing fungus in the world. My feet are almost eaten away!"

He swallowed, and shouted to Giorno in panic:

"Giorno, with your inexplicable ability, how can you still create this mutant man-eating fungus!"

"This"

Giorno was startled at first, but his face soon became serious:
"No, this cannot be created by my ability."

"Golden experience can only create what I want to create, and it is impossible to produce any unexpected products."

"Could it be."

"This is a stand-in attack!"

Apaki expressed what Giorno was thinking with a solemn expression.

He raised his green fluffy hand and said, "I've been tricked too."

"what?"

The others hurriedly checked their bodies, only to be shocked to find that there was a small light green fungal colony growing on each of them.

On the one hand, these fungal colonies are firmly rooted in human flesh and blood like stubborn beriberi, and on the other hand, they proliferate and spread uncontrollably like cancer cells.

Flesh and blood are devoured by the colony, and even the bones will decay with it.

In short, they are eating people.

"how is this possible?!"

Mista slammed on the brakes and looked at his chest covered with green hair in the mirror:

"Where is the enemy? When did they start? How did these fungi get infected?"

"Also. We have just left the shopping mall not long ago, and we have been following the safe route provided by Bugarati. How could the enemy find us so quickly?!"

He asked a lot of questions in one go.

And Li Qing answered one of them:
"No, I'm afraid they didn't find us."

He looked out the window:

I saw that the originally bustling and bustling road unknowingly became dead silent and terrifying.

The vehicles were parked in a haphazard manner on the road, and the drivers and passengers inside were sitting slumped, unable to escape or call for help.

Pedestrians collapsed on the side of the road in horror, their bodies covered with that infiltrating green fluff.

Those colonies that feed on human flesh and blood are wantonly devouring their bodies, making them die in agony in the great fear of the flesh and blood disappearing bit by bit.

The whole block has become such a hell on earth.

And the car that Li Qing and his party took was just a small boat to break into this hell.

"Damn!"

Li Qing gritted his teeth tightly, his cheeks were full of unspeakable anger.

Yes, in this "game world", he felt anger like never before.

"Those scumbags didn't even notice us, they wanted to."

"Destroy the entire city in one fell swoop!"

(End of this chapter)