Reflected in the rearview mirror was a long-collapsed watchtower. The searchlight and guard post that had once stood at its top were long gone, leaving only a rusted steel framework.
Beneath the steel frame was something resembling Flesh Ganoderma—this mass of Flesh Ganoderma had long since fused with the framework, extending all the way to its top.
There, the Flesh Ganoderma had grown a spherical bud. Its surface was covered in cracks... and upon closer inspection, those cracks were densely packed with things resembling eyeballs.
At the base of the Flesh Ganoderma leaned a battered, broken mannequin. Its limbs had long since snapped off, held together solely by the biological tissue supplied by the Flesh Ganoderma. Nailed into its hand was a rubber-coated police baton stained with dark red marks.
On the mannequin's arm, that filthy armband was actually a "flesh ring" strung together from rotting meat.
Just one look at this anomaly was enough to instantly reduce a person's SAN value to zero.
Fortunately, Sun Hang's character stats did not include SAN.
"So the light just now was coming from those eyeballs?" Sun Hang muttered inwardly. "But those eyeballs probably don't have a full three-hundred-and-sixty-degree field of vision... otherwise, this anomaly wouldn't have revealed its true appearance in the rearview mirror..."
Sun Hang withdrew his gaze and continued driving forward.
The outlines of the buildings gradually grew larger and clearer, while the lights became more numerous and brighter... For some reason, Sun Hang felt that these warm yellow lights gave him a sense of warmth and security, like a wanderer who had spent decades away from home and, upon returning, saw the familiar oil lamp hanging outside his door...
"Fuck, could I be a native of Yunnan?" Sun Hang took a deep breath and stopped the car.
Maoyun Town