Chapter 69: Perishing in the Building

The current situation caused the hearts of the few to sink.

Ding Mo looked behind him—he calculated the spread speed of the Mist; if they continued at the current pace, the Mist would shroud the entire building before they could leave.

By then, this Fog Sea would likely be just like the other Fog Seas, causing them to vanish into thin air from this world!

Everyone realized this point and quickened their pace in unison.

Only Zhang Yunfan seemed to have uncoordinated limbs, with the most uncoordinated part being his right leg.

Zhang Yunfan gritted his teeth and said nothing.

The anomaly left on his body by that scroll just now had actually eroded from his ankle to his knee in a mere dozen minutes!

At the same time, his Threshold had long since fallen below 60%.

It was just that, even though he knew the character of Gu Zixu and the others, he was still very afraid of being abandoned, so he had not spoken of it.

He wanted to live to go back.

Zhang Yunfan struggled to step forward with his right leg.

But just then, a sharp, piercing screeching sound came continuously, reaching the ears of the group.

It was like a steel saw tearing through an iron curtain!

Gu Zixu's originally calm expression changed at this moment!

She looked toward the high sky with an ugly expression.

Up there, several "firelights" were flying toward them from the sky!

What... is that? A strong sense of foreboding rose in Ding Mo's heart.

And when he saw the true form of the "firelights" clearly, he could not help but show shock in his eyes!

Those were missiles!

The "firelights" were the exhaust flames of the missiles.

The missiles flew at an extremely high speed, shooting toward this building. The group had only just seen them clearly when they already struck!

Boom—!

A violent subsonic shockwave, accompanied by a deafening roar, struck from the front, crashing crazily into everyone!

Crack, crack!

The "ground" cracked open, and as Ding Mo threw himself to the ground, he felt the building sway slightly!

Is it going to collapse?

When the intense firelight passed, Ding Mo climbed to his feet and could see that on their path ahead, a crater burning with flames had appeared in the center of the building!

From within it, billowing pitch-black smoke poured out!

Ding Mo's face turned dark.

The Processing Bureau!

Besides them, who would fire missiles at a time like this?!

Do they want to blow up this building?

At the same time,

Outside the Wall.

A rocket transport convoy was parked ten kilometers away, and several soldiers were watching the damage to the large building through electronic binoculars.

"Report, the attack on the target did not achieve the expected effect! The main structure of the building was not completely destroyed!"

In the communication channel, another voice sounded:

"It is speculated that it may be the unknown substance HCSD-1531-2 that affected the missile guidance."

"Requesting to proceed with a second round of bombing..."

Although it seemed only 2 missiles had exploded, Ding Mo and his group still felt the building slightly tilting and deforming!

"There's no time to be slow!" Gu Zixu became anxious.

But just as she finished speaking, she turned her head and saw Zhang Yunfan had fallen on the spot!

Let alone Gu Zixu, even Zhang Yunfan was stunned.

"You...!?" Gu Zixu seemed to have sensed something; she crouched down and reached out her hand.

"No—" Zhang Yunfan panicked and tried to stop her.

But Gu Zixu had already pulled open his pant leg.

Ah?! Ding Mo, several meters away, watched in shock.

Beneath Zhang Yunfan's pants, his entire right leg had turned into another kind of substance!

To be precise, it had turned into a "canvas" rolled into the shape of a lower leg!

On it were painted individual leg hairs, as well as Zhang Yunfan's muscle lines and skin.

It was just that the "canvas" seemed to be hollow, which resulted in Zhang Yunfan being completely unable to support himself with this leg.

"You... have been subjected to Pollution!" Tang Chen stepped back a few paces, distancing himself from him.

"I, I didn't want this either!" Zhang Yunfan gritted his teeth, then suddenly sighed and said:

"You guys, go first. I will find a way myself."

Although he said this, everyone could hear the despair contained in his voice.

There was not much time; in this environment, it was impossible for the group to carry someone who could not move.

Gu Zixu drew her blade and said:

"You are a brave... killer, I can help you."

"I guarantee that when you leave, you won't feel a thing."

"..." Zhang Yunfan, however, shook his head slightly after a second of silence.

He still didn't want to die... Ding Mo sighed.

"Let's go quickly, if there's another missile strike in a moment, the building will collapse!" Tang Chen urged upon seeing this.

However, as Ding Mo watched, he suddenly ran over to the surprise of Zhang Yunfan and took out that bag of salt.

"Take this. Although I don't know what the risks are, it's better than having nothing at all!"

Ding Mo shoved the salt into his hand and was about to leave.

But he was grabbed by Zhang Yunfan.

Ding Mo turned his head back expressionlessly to look at him, only to see him handing over a piece of paper.

"Memorize it, then throw it away. Don't let the people from the Processing Bureau find it." After Zhang Yunfan finished speaking, seeing Ding Mo take it with some surprise,

he silently let go of his arm.

Afterwards, the group left.

Watching them leave, Zhang Yunfan climbed into a window all by himself to avoid the thick smoke,

and while leaning against the wall, he held up this bag of salt.

Looking it over, a sense of desolation appeared in Zhang Yunfan's eyes.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! This world, this fucked-up world..."

As he cursed, he began to sob and cry.

This bag of salt was given by that Guaishou disguised as "Tang Chen"—how could he not understand that eating this was nothing more than fighting poison with poison.

It was entirely a gamble for a glimmer of survival.

Even if the "salt" successfully stabilized his condition, he might still be unable to escape the next round of attacks.

He had almost no path to survival left.

Now he could only walk the path of death!

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Yunfan tore open the salt bag with a ferocious expression,

and then began to swallow it in large mouthfuls!

Hiss! Hiss!

The sound of clothing rubbing against the wall came through.

Ding Mo and the others were pressed against the wall of the building, sliding down at a relatively fast speed.

This was already the fastest way at the moment.

"Wait a second, where is Xiao Yu?" Ding Mo asked as if he had suddenly discovered something.

Hearing this, Gu Zixu was stunned for a moment; she touched her back, then shook her head:

"We can't worry about her anymore."

At this moment, the three of them were already approaching the fire pit.

Ding Mo had wanted to stop and take it slow, but at this time,

in the sky, a faint whistling sound of explosions came again!

The missiles were coming again!

"Jump!" Gu Zixu shouted, and she jumped first.

She was actually using the speed of the slide to try and leap directly over the fire pit!

That's too reckless! Ding Mo widened his eyes, but the situation at the moment didn't allow him to think too much. He followed suit, kicked off with his legs, and jumped.

Tang Chen did the same.

The three of them crossed the billowing thick smoke above the fire and fell downward.

Gu Zixu seemed completely unaffected by the thick smoke; emerging from the smoke, she landed lightly on the wall and continued to slide while absorbing the impact.

As for Ding Mo, he was coughing crazily and used Time Stop to land steadily, stumbling to cancel out the momentum.

But...

Crack!

A teeth-gritting sound of bone cracking rang out. While stabilizing his posture, Ding Mo looked over with the corner of his eye.

It was Tang Chen!

He seemed to be affected by the smoke and couldn't distinguish the direction; after coming out of the smoke, he slammed head-first into a window ledge.

The impact of the rapid sliding and falling, combined with the extremely poor landing, caused his skull to deform on the spot!

Red and white matter stained the window.

His eyes were wide open, clearly dead beyond any doubt. His dead, silent gaze stared in the direction where Ding Mo and the others had left, as if longing for something.

"..."

Ding Mo withdrew his gaze and slid down with all his might.

People were dying one after another, and he no longer had the heart to say anything.

Whoosh—!

And at this moment, the missiles finally roared and landed behind them.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A full three missiles landed in the middle section of the building that had already been bombed.

The sound of the explosion shook the heavens, and on the wall, exaggerated cracks crawled toward both ends like snakes.

That's right, "both ends"!

The entire building had been completely severed from the middle!

The two sections of the building began to tilt under the force of gravity!