Chapter 894 Li Suiyun

Passed?

Wu Chong let go of the concentrated strength in his hand. It seemed that Boss Zhang's pill really helped a lot. Otherwise, if he comes here, it will not be a case of severe pollution, but it will directly sound the alarm.

As long as it's not exposed, everything else is easy to talk about.

Wu Chong obeyed the command, and like other herb collectors, he was taken to isolation by the soldiers.

The isolation process was smoother than Wu Chong expected, but he was dragged to an area by the guarding soldiers and locked up. There are people like them who are severely infected. They just need to take the elimination medicine sent by Xianfu on time every day.

The medicine is provided for free, which can be regarded as solving a problem for Wu Chong, otherwise he might not be able to get it if he had to pay for it. Maybe the Immortal Mansion has also considered the situation of free medicine collectors, so it makes these medicines free, which can be regarded as one of the few benefits of the Immortal Mansion.

The pills were very similar to the ones Boss Zhang gave him before, but they were full of sourness, so they must be cheap. It's all free, so no one cares.

He squatted in the isolation area for more than a month and was inspected hundreds of times. Wu Chong was not released until the value on the compass was less than two digits.

"Don't forget to take your medicine when you go out. Your situation is a little more serious than others."

When he went out, the guard in charge of the quarantine gave Wu Chong a bag of free medicine.

More than a month has been a long time in the quarantine area. As an institution of the Immortal Mansion, it is naturally impossible for him to be allowed to eat and drink here all the time. He will be released after making sure there is no threat.

"Can we leave now?"

Wu Chong was a little surprised when he took the medicine bag.

He originally thought he would be quarantined for three months, but he didn't expect to be released so soon. The procedures at the Immortal Mansion were also quite rough, and there was no identity verification. After he reported himself as a freelance herb collector, a temporary file was created for him directly with the word 'refugee' written on it.

I don’t know if there are too many people in this group, the Immortal Mansion is too lazy to take care of it, or there are other reasons.

"Do you still want to stay? Then you have to pay." The guard looked Wu Chong up and down, his eyes full of disgust.

They have always had this attitude towards refugees.

"Aren't you afraid that dream demons will sneak in?"

"What kind of place do you think this is? You really think that the Immortal Palace is just a decoration!" The guard soldier sneered, and then closed the window directly, not even bothering to say anything to Wu Chong.

Immortal mansion!

These people seem to have absolute confidence in Xianfu.

After walking out of the isolation area, Wu Chong felt that the scene in front of him was in a trance, like an abstract painting slowly becoming clearer. The eyes made of fungus skin coats are still very different from ordinary people. Just looking at Boss Zhang and the others, I didn't realize that the scene was a little abnormal now that they entered a crowded area.

Fortunately, this abnormality is still within the acceptable range.

"The spiritual energy is more abundant."

Wu Chong stood at the gate of the quarantine area and stretched out his hand to sense it.

Spiritual energy is extremely poisonous to the life on the other side of the Chaos Sea. The previous octopus just couldn't stand the high concentration of spiritual energy here and was corroded to the point of death. Wu Chong was also affected, but it was still within the acceptable range. To some extent, his delusional way was also the 'immortal way', and it was easier than others to adapt to the situation here.

Walked a few steps along the street.

This bayonet stronghold is a backward town, full of wind and sand, and has a strong smell of donkey manure. The merchants on both sides were also lifeless, no one was selling or shouting. Everything is regulated.

Wu Chong raised his head to see what was at the end of the street, but after looking into the distance, the picture in his field of vision turned into a distorted circle, and there seemed to be a little figure dancing vaguely. Even the clouds in the sky had a face that kept saying something.

Mushroom vision.

That’s the normal range of about three hundred meters.

"Look for an opportunity to change the materials."

Wu Chong stopped and glanced at the shop next to him. It was a grain store, and the owners of the business were all tall and powerful, not to mention the guards next to them. The sticks they held in their hands were almost as thick as their waists.

"Can we leave or not?"

A voice suddenly sounded.

It was a driver. He was driving a large carriage, which contained many 'refugees' who had come out of the quarantine area like Wu Chong.

Wu Chong looked over and found that seven or eight people were already sitting inside. He had seen several of these people before. I met him once before when I was in the quarantine area, and both of them were severely quarantined.

"Momojiji, are you stupid because of being locked up?" the coachman said cursingly.

"Where to go?"

Wu Chong asked.

"Back to the city, do you want to live in the stronghold?" The coachman looked impatient.

Wu Chong saw this and stepped onto the carriage.

After finally passing the checkpoint, it was natural to go deep into the society here. The bayonet stronghold is too small, and the people living here are semi-military. The Immortal Mansion has extremely strict control over this place, and there must be strong people who have not shown up secretly. If you want to accomplish something, it would be easier to move to a more stable place.

The carriage slowly drove out of the bayonet stronghold, and Wu Chong saw many different scenery on the way.

I originally thought that there was a real fairyland behind the ultimate gate, but now it seems that this is not the case at all. After exiting the bayonet, there is desolate desert everywhere outside, and the environment along the way will be distorted and deformed like jelly from time to time. It may look like a forest one second, and turn into rocky sand dunes the next.

"It's a beautiful view, isn't it?"

Next to Wu Chong, a herb collector who had the same 'refugee' identity as him suddenly spoke.

Seeing Wu Chong staring at the scene outside the carriage, he thought he was a fan like himself, so he spoke to him.

beautiful scenery?

There’s something wrong with your aesthetics!

In Wu Chong's field of vision, a sandworm just killed a crawling crocodile. Under the twisted environment, the sandworm soon turned into a poisonous dragon hanging on the tree.

"My name is Li Suiyun."

"Wu Chong."

Wu Chong glanced at this person and simply said his name.

"Your eyes are different from other herb collectors. Most of their eyes are numb." Li Suiyun took off the wine gourd from his waist and took a sip himself, without any intention of passing it to Wu Chong.

"the same as you."

Wu Chong looked at this person with a smile. He found that this guy named Li Suiyun seemed to be hiding a secret.

Li Suiyun just smiled. He was just talking to Wu Chong casually. Now that his interest is over, he has no interest in talking anymore.

The carriage drove tediously for two days.

After passing through the twisted and changing plain area, the surrounding scene slowly became normal.

Rice fields began to appear all around, looking like a harvest.

Wu Chong looked forward, and in his distorted mushroom vision he saw a huge oval-shaped curved city. This city was like a monster in an abstract painting, laughing maniacally at it.

‘I don’t know what a normal city is like. ’

Wu Chong guessed in his heart.

His current mushroom vision is okay for close ranges, but for distances over three hundred, it's all up to his imagination.