Apocalypse: I rescued the big boss with millions of supplies

Chapter 171 Mutant Moth

Extremely cold air suddenly appeared, enveloping the entire forest. Han Yi and the others did not know how long they had been walking when they suddenly felt the cold. Looking around, they realized that the entire forest had been covered in frost at some point.

"This..." Han Yi was taken aback; he hadn't sensed anything at all.

"Something here has reduced everyone's perception." Fu Muyu conjured several ice shards in his hand, then flicked them away, sending the ice shards flying towards the tree trunk.

"Ding—" The icicle struck the tree trunk, making a crisp sound as if it had hit something.

Han Yi looked in the direction of the sound, quickly walked forward, and examined what had fallen from the tree trunk. Inside the silvery-white icicle was a piece of grayish-black, dried tree bark about the size of a forearm.

Han Yi picked up the bark and examined it closely, only to find that it was not bark at all, but a grayish-black moth that was similar in color to bark.

This was the first time he had ever seen such a large moth. "Mr. Fu, it is a moth, but I don't know what kind it is?" After the apocalypse, plants and animals mutated, so they had no idea what they looked like before the apocalypse.

Fu Muyu looked at the moth in Han Yi's hand and found that it had been frozen to death. After sensing it, he realized that it was a level six mutated animal. Fu Muyu took the frozen moth, used his special ability to freeze it, leaving only the level six crystal core.

Fu Muyu looked at the colorless level 6 crystal core in his hand, "It's actually a special ability crystal core."

Shi Qing walked over and took the crystal core from Fu Muyu's hand. "Is it a mutated animal? The crystal core can be absorbed directly. It's perfect for Cangshu or Lingling."

"The fragrance I smelled earlier seemed to be coming from these insects. Is it their special ability?"

"It shouldn't be that. It's probably just the moth's phosphorus powder," Fu Muyu guessed. Moths produce phosphorus powder as they fly, and Fu Muyu guessed that this phosphorus powder must have a special function.

It can reduce the perception of those with superpowers, and judging from Han Yi and his group's behavior, it seems to have a hypnotic effect as well. From the moment Fu Muyu froze the forest, Han Yi and the others were completely unaware.

It wasn't until the forest was frozen over and the moths were frozen by icicles that these people realized what had happened.

As they walked, Fu Muyu noticed that many people were yawning from time to time. The lower their superpower level, the more obvious their drowsiness, but they themselves did not feel it.

"As for this forest," Fu Muyu narrowed his eyes, "Boom boom—" Several ice shards shattered instantly under Fu Muyu's superpower, and colorless transparent crystal cores flew in the air.

"The trees are long dead. What we are seeing are probably swarms of moths clinging to the heartwood."

Fu Muyu collected the transparent crystal cores one by one, looked at the tree trunk that had turned into ice dust, and said.

After listening to Fu Muyu's words, Han Yi subconsciously stepped forward to examine the tree trunk. Sure enough, just as Fu Muyu had said, the trunk was not even as thick as a child's calf, despite the fact that it would take three or five adults to encircle the tree roots.

The tree trunks they saw when they came in were actually made up of giant moths.

Han Yi thought to himself, if Fu Muyu hadn't frozen the forest in time, their perception of these moths would have been reduced, and they wouldn't have been able to detect them at all. They might have gotten lost in the forest the next second and never been able to get out.

Han Yi didn't think about the consequences of not being able to get out. He thought all the moths in the forest were vegetarians. Just thinking about it made him shudder. "Mr. Fu, thank you. If you hadn't reminded us, we would have been in trouble."

"Yanzi, what's wrong?" Suddenly, someone in Han Yi's team exclaimed.

Fu Muyu turned around and realized that, without him noticing, someone in Han Yi's team had fallen asleep. Once one person collapsed, another would soon follow.

"What happened?" Han Yi looked at his teammates who had suddenly fainted and rushed over to check on them. After finding that they were just asleep, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Really, what time is it? They're still asleep. Quickly wake them up."

"No, Yi-ge, we can't wake him up." The others in Han Yi's team hurriedly called out, but strangely, no matter how much they shook him, they couldn't wake him up.

No matter how much water you splash on them, how much fire you smoke them, or how hard you hit them, the sleeping person doesn't budge.

"Boss, although you killed those moths, the fragrance is still there," Shi Qing reminded Fu Muyu. This fragrance seemed to have no effect on him, but it seemed to have an unexpectedly strong effect on humans.

Han Yi looked at the state of the group, his face extremely grim. "So, the boss and the others..."

The boss and the others had vanished into thin air; they had probably fallen prey to the moths without realizing it. Han Yi wanted to go forward to look for them, but Shi Qing's words made him wary.

The moths are dead, but the scent of the phosphorus powder lingers. Some people have already been infected, and they don't know how to wake them up. If they continue to stay here, perhaps everyone will eventually be infected and stay here.

However, Han Yi couldn't guarantee that none of them would fall asleep amidst the unsmelling fragrance during their departure.

For a moment, Han Yi felt trapped, unable to advance or retreat.

"Mr. Fu, tell me, which way do we go now? Will this scent help with gas masks?" Han Yi took out five or six gas masks from his spatial storage. He also had spatial abilities, level six. His space wasn't large, only about the size of three football fields, but it was rich in various supplies.

These were all transferred from Lu Qingrou's space by Han Xijun to avoid the team from getting scattered.

Fu Muyu wasn't sure if gas masks would work either: "Why don't you guys give them a try?"

Although his senses were also reduced, Fu Muyu did not feel like sleeping.

It's possible that these mutated moths are of such low rarity that the sedative effect of the phosphorus powder is not yet effective.

Han Yi first distributed gas masks to everyone: "You stay here and take care of the unconscious people. While you're at it, think of a way to wake them up. Mr. Fu, Mr. Shi Qing, and I will continue forward and see if we can find the boss and the others."

After experiencing all these things, Han Yi became increasingly convinced that Han Xijun's disappearance was related to these insects.

Seeing that Han Yi had made arrangements, Fu Muyu glanced at Shi Qing, and the three continued walking forward. As Fu Muyu walked, he collected the crystal cores of the Frozen Moths.

"These crystal cores are all special crystal cores! Could it be that these moths are all mutated in the same direction?" Shi Qing guessed.

Fu Muyu casually took out five or six crystal cores to absorb, and found that the energy fluctuations inside were exactly the same, only the level of the crystal cores was different, so the energy inside was different.

“It’s the same.” Fu Muyu thought of Yueyao’s description of the insectoid race in their area. If an entire race has the same special ability, given the insectoid race’s reproductive capacity, it’s no wonder they have become the natural enemy of humans.

I wonder if the mutated insects here will become like the insectoids there.