Chapter 829 It's Just because of Bad Luck

Three days later, one morning, Jimo routinely rode on the Winged Tiger, followed the previous inspection route to investigate, and then couldn't hold back her worries about Chen Fang. She flew towards the Great Marsh, trying her luck, and seeing if she could Can't meet Chen Fang.

Maybe Jimo was lucky. On the way, she happened to meet Chen Fang.

However, this guy's condition is not very good at this time, and he doesn't know where he provoked a group of green mutated swamp ants, and was chased so that he fled embarrassingly on an electric car.

Among all the types of mutated creatures in this world, there are three types of life forms, animals, plants and insects, among which insects are the most terrifying.

What's scary is not how strong they are, what's scary is that they are in groups, not afraid of life and death, and they have strange abilities.

For example, the army ants that chased Chen Fang and ran away were a kind of mutated creature unique to swamps. They were called barren swamp ants, mud species, and they were the size of a fist.

Marsh ants live in colonies, with thousands of small ones and tens of thousands of large ones.

The aggressiveness is not strong, and they are scavengers and are not interested in living things. As long as they don't get close to them, they will not be actively attacked.

Because of scavenging, the wasteland ants are contaminated with various germs.

If provoked and bitten, various symptoms of infection will appear, many and difficult to treat, and there is no cure.

Ordinary people can only wait to die after being bitten, and the awakened can only rely on their own physique to see if they can survive.

But so far, there is no record of anyone surviving after being bitten by a wasteland ant.

So when he saw Chen Fang being chased by such a group of things that made people change colors, Jimo didn't even think about it, he just let the flying winged tiger dive down, picked up Chen Fang and took him to the sky.

Suddenly, Chen Fang wanted to attack instinctively, but fortunately, even if Jimo reminded him, Chen Fang didn't cut off the tiger's head with the weapon in his hand.

Jimo found a safe place to put Chen Fang down after flying a certain distance and shaking off the ants colony on the ground.

After landing, Chen Fang asked suspiciously, "Jimo, why are you here?"

"Patrol, stop by and take a look."

Jimo told the truth, and then nervously checked Chen Fang.

"How did you mess with the swamp ants? Did you get bitten?"

Chen Fang was very moved when he saw Jimo who was circling around him for inspection.

"No, don't worry."

"I didn't intend to provoke them, but I happened to find this thing, and I was chased after I took it."

While explaining, Chen Fang took out a fist-sized lump with cracks on the black surface, which looked like a blue star truffle.

"This is... the barren wild mushroom."

Jimo accepted the identification, and then couldn't help crying out.

The wild marsh wild rice is extremely rare, and it only grows in the ant nests of the wild swamp. It takes ten years for a fingernail-sized wild rice to grow, and a fist-sized wild mushroom takes at least three or four hundred years to grow.

The growth of this thing depends on the excrement of wasteland ants, and it may be because of this that the grown wildland mushroom has the same function as blue star antibiotics, and can be used to treat infectious diseases, but in terms of effect, it is more powerful, and there is no other Side effects, and after the disease is cured by the medicine, it will produce special energy in the human body that is immune to virus infection, and the effect is very powerful.

Now there is a gram of gold in the market, but there is a price but no market. Chen Fang's fist-sized wild marsh piece weighs at least two or three catties, and it is still a whole piece. It is worth selling it.

But Chen Fang didn't wait for Jimo's praise and admiration, but instead he waited for her glaring and scolding.

"You don't want to die. This thing grows in the nest of wasteland ants. How dare you go there, not afraid of accidents?"

Wild marsh mushrooms are extremely rare and have great effects, but in Jimo's view, they are not as important as Chen Fang's life.

Chen Fang rubbed his nose, he was scolded for failing to present the treasure, he was very embarrassed, but he was not angry, after all, he was also worried about himself.

"Actually, I'm also very helpless. It's all bad luck." Chen Fang said innocently.

It turned out that after killing the totem beastmen, it was getting late at that time, and Chen Fang didn't want to stay in the swamp to feed the mosquitoes, so he left directly, but before he could get out of the swamp, the sky darkened.

It was dark, but it didn't affect Chen Fang's journey. With the help of night vision glasses, even at night when he couldn't see his fingers, he could still see his feet clearly, so he wouldn't fall into puddles and mires.

But I never thought that after nightfall, the swamp began to fog up, and it became thicker and thicker, and in the end, the visibility was directly below three meters.

Under such circumstances, Chen Fang naturally didn't dare to hurry any longer, so he prepared to stay where he was until dawn, and then leave after the fog cleared.

Luckily, misfortunes never come singly. With the fog rising, a group of swamp native mutated beasts also started hunting. They happened to meet Chen Fang who was staying overnight in the swamp, and they started fighting.

The fog came and went, chasing and fighting all night. Although Chen Fang finally cleaned up the group of mutant creatures hunting in the fog, he also found himself in the swamp when the fog cleared in the morning. Li lost his way.

It didn't matter. Relying on the sun in the sky, Chen Fang quickly found his way and walked to the ruins of the totem beastman tribe that he had leveled.

Because he was tired from fighting all night, Chen Fang rested on the spot. He didn't want to sleep, and it was night again. Unfortunately, it was foggy again at night, and what was even more unfortunate was that he was targeted by a group of mutant creatures again. The number of mutated creatures who took his idea is more, and the strength is also stronger.

Chen Fang was chased and ran around again, and finally had to call the dryad warriors for help, and spent 200 gold coins to destroy the group of mutant creatures, and another night passed like this.

The fog cleared during the day, and Chen Fang found the right direction to move forward again, but because he was chased for a long distance at night before, when he came to the ruins of the Totem Tribe for the second time, it was already night and the fog rose again.

"I told you that you might not believe it. I encountered heavy fog for seven days in a row. Every time I was chased and beaten by a group of mutant beasts, and I could only walk to the ruins of the tribe every time. I repeated it over and over again. If it wasn't for every time I met The mutated beasts are different from the fog, and I thought I was stuck in a time loop." Chen Fang said sadly.

"Just last night, the fog was the thinnest in the past few days, and the visibility could reach more than ten meters. I am happy, I feel that I am no longer unlucky, I don’t think I am thinking too much, a group of misfortune ghosts are waiting for me in front.”

Speaking of this, Chen Fang thought of his mood at that time and almost cried.

The ghost of misfortune, the cause is unknown, distributed in all the swamps, the strength is extremely weak, so weak that it can be destroyed by blowing a breath, but even so, don't touch it, because this thing is very mysterious, given by the adventure world. Advice is to run without hesitation when you see it, otherwise you will be in bad luck, and you will die by drowning, no luck.

On the adventure guild's list of the top ten must die at touch, this thing ranks third.

By the way, swamp ants are not on the list.

"If I didn't run so fast, one day in the future, I might choke to death after washing my face." Chen Fang said with lingering fear.

"Because I wanted to avoid the ghosts, I ran without looking at the ground, and ended up rushing to the desert ant nest, stepped on it, collapsed and fell into it, just in time for a place where there are wild marsh mushrooms."

"It just so happens that the treasure is right by my side, so there's no reason not to take it. That's why this piece of wild rice came here. I didn't have the guts to break into the ant's nest." Chen Fang shrugged and said.

So Chen Fang was chased by the barren marsh ants not because he took a piece of wild rice, but because he collapsed his house. How could such hatred not be pursued.

Jimo also understood that Chen Fang's ability to obtain such a rare thing as a wild marsh piece of wild rice was entirely due to bad luck, and he did not find it subjectively.

"Well, seeing how unlucky you are, I don't blame you. Let's go. Everyone in the family is waiting for you to go back."

As Jimo said, he patted the Flying Tiger's back, ready to let Chen Fang sit up and fly back together, but before Chen Fang was happy, Jimo sniffled and took a few breaths, and then refused Chen Fang's ride.

The taste is not good, the whole body smells bad, and it is rejected.

Then Jimo flew away on his mount without looking back.

Leaving Chen Fang standing still, annoyed that he missed the opportunity to get close to the beautiful woman.

"To develop a skill that can take a shower anytime, anywhere."

Chen Fang was disappointed for a while, and summoned the electric car to follow.