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Nie Yun and Clairvoyance blended into the crowd. They hadn't gone far before they sensed something was off.

He had Luck Perception, and the closer he got to these people, the stronger his sense of danger grew. "No, we have to run!"

Yet more and more white mycelium rapidly crawled and spread along the walls. It covered the exteriors of the towering buildings in a terrifying white layer, linking one building to another in massive swaths, as if blotting out the sky. The entire world was shrouded in white mycelium. From time to time, houses came crashing down, and blazing flames erupted amid screams as countless survivors hiding inside were forced to flee in panic...

A cold, gloomy atmosphere hung over the already dilapidated streets. They grew even darker and more claustrophobic, filled with the stench of blood and rot, so oppressive it was hard to breathe.

Countless Mycelium Monsters lurked in the dark corners, watching their prey like ghosts and driving the survivors to flee toward traps they had laid...

Nie Yun held an iron rod. For this trip outside, he'd specially wrapped a Red-Eye Photo of Sister Zhao around it. Every time he used the rod, he had to be extra careful, afraid he might accidentally stare at it until he passed out. Of course, his Constitution wasn't for nothing. Compared to the fragile Natives, at least he could keep vomiting for a while before fainting.

Just then, a Mycelium Monster leaped down from a building and lunged at him, fast and fierce. He gripped the iron rod tightly and swung it with a clang!

A loud bang rang out. The Mycelium Monster was sent flying with a howl. It cried out in pain as a sizzling sound, like meat roasting over a fire, came from its body.