With this thought in mind, Meng Chao spread his limbs and used the rhythm of his muscles to search for the sturdy and weak spots around him.
Spirit energy gushed out of his pores, and like radar waves, he scanned the structure of the ruins around him. In his mind, he formed a small, virtual ruin.
Under the nourishment of spirit energy, his brain cells overloaded themselves, and his calculation ability increased by leaps and bounds.
He repeatedly simulated the consequences of punching through a certain ruin or breaking a certain steel beam in his mind.
Boom!
Boom, boom, boom!
Boom, boom, boom!
The virtual ruin in his mind collapsed again and again. The broken walls came crashing down like an avalanche and crushed him until he was as thin as a pancake.
He patiently started from the beginning and did not miss a single piece of reinforced concrete or strange-looking crack that humans could not crawl through.
Around half an hour later …
The virtual ruin in his mind finally stabilized after swaying a little.
'It's here!'
Meng Chao was not the only survivor in the depths of the broken walls.
Even if he was calm, it did not mean that others would not make mistakes.
Before the overall structure of the ruins changed, Meng Chao made a prompt decision. He removed 70% of his joints and used the rhythm of his muscles to compress his body to the limit. Then, like an aquatic dragon lurking in the abyss, he carefully but resolutely crawled to a crack to the bottom right.
The narrowest part of the crack could only fit a fist.
The crack was also filled with broken steel beams and steel nails. They looked like intersecting fangs.
A normal person would definitely not choose to escape from there.
Even if they did, it would be difficult for them to crawl out quietly without destroying the temporarily stable structure around them.
But Meng Chao sensed fresh air flowing from the depths of the crack.
Inch by inch, he did his best to move forward in the darkness.
If necessary, even if the broken steel beams and steel nails protruding from the concrete cut deep into his flesh, he would not hesitate.
Soon, a rock blocking his path appeared in front of him.
It should be the frame that supported the underground shelter.
Meng Chao looked around. First, with the softest movements, he pulled out two broken I-beams from the side and placed them on top of the frame in the shape of a chevron.
Then, he pressed his palms against the rock blocking his path. The muscles on his palms trembled at high speed, and he circulated his Ripple Force to the max. His spirit energy gushed out and sent it into the depths of the rock blocking his path.
The rock blocking his path shattered without a sound.
It was still dark in front of him.
The flow of air suddenly sped up.
The frame structure did not move at all. It was not damaged at all.
The ten thousand tons of ruins above their heads did not pour down.
Meng Chao sighed in relief and moved past the roadblock.
At this time, he was already more than 20 meters underground, reaching the fourth or fifth floor.
Although this place was also affected by the explosion and the compression of the ruins, there were ruins everywhere that had been compressed to the limit.
But thanks to the fact that when they built it in the past, they considered that the surface would be completely occupied or destroyed by zombies and monsters and that humans would have to hide underground to fight against them. Because of that, the place was built so that it extended in all directions and was incredibly sturdy.
Part of the floors and rooms had collapsed, but there was enough room for an adult to crawl forward and escape to a place that was relatively safe.
Meng Chao slithered through the twisted escape tunnel.
His ears pricked up like a radar, searching for all sounds in the surroundings.
First, there were cries and screams.
The explosion did not just devour the hunting squad and the armed members of the lair clubs.
It also affected hundreds of Leprosy Village villagers.
Most of the villagers knew nothing about the Vortex's scheme. They just lived their peaceful and difficult lives, and while they did not know anything, they were blown to pieces.
The villagers who did not die could not be said to be lucky.
They were squashed between the ruins and did not even look human. Perhaps they were envious of the people who died instantly without any pain.
There were also flames.
The super crystal bomb had destroyed all the spirit energy transmission pipes in the building.
The villagers lived at the lowest level of society in Dragon City. The spirit energy they could afford contained the most impurities, which was why it was the most unstable, flammable, and explosive type.
Hence, after the explosion, there were small explosions that rose and fell.
After the small explosions were flames that flowed everywhere. They contained chemical and spirit energy substances, and it was difficult to extinguish them with water and foam.
Quite a number of villagers who lived nearby rushed over to put out the fire.
But in the face of the raging flames, rolling poisonous smoke, and ruins that could collapse at any moment, they were helpless, since they lacked large-scale firefighting equipment.
They could only try their best to remove the ruins at the outermost layer before the fire and explosions completely destroyed the ruins to save the survivors.
Then, they set up isolation strips around the area to prevent the fire from spreading to other buildings. That was all.
The explosion was the most devastating disaster Leprosy Village had ever encountered in the decades since it was built.
Based on the cries, screams, and furious shouts from quite a number of villagers, they were on the verge of going berserk.
Meng Chao could tell with his toes that the Vortex would definitely blame the hunting squad and use the chance to deceive the villagers who did not know the truth.
For example, they could tell the villagers that the hunting squad from the outside world did not care about the villagers' lives at all to capture the robbers and wanted criminals. They had even used destructive weapons of mass destruction, and other such nonsense.
Hence, he had to crawl out in time and tell the villagers the truth so that he could maintain order in the lair.
Meng Chao gritted his teeth and ignored the pain of his joints being torn. He struggled and finally crawled out of the final crack.
He fell to the ground through the broken escape tunnel.
He sprawled out on the dust-covered floor and quietly enjoyed the joy of his cells cheering for regaining freedom.
"Crack, crack, crack!"
Through the contraction of his muscles and tendons, his dislocated joints closed up once more.
Aside from feeling a little jerky and slight pain for the time being, he was fine.
Meng Chao gripped Bloody Soul's hilt and the chains carved with lightning and flame runic symbols. He grinned in the darkness and revealed his sharp, white teeth.
"From now on, I'm the hunter!"
He enunciated each word clearly and said softly but firmly.
He looked around and found himself in a storeroom filled with miscellaneous items.
Outside was a long and narrow corridor.
Due to the explosion above them, the foundation had sunk, and the ceiling was twisted. Thick steel beams were broken and sticking out everywhere. Meng Chao could hear bone-chilling creaking sounds at any moment.
It was as if the place would collapse in the next second and be buried by ten thousand tons of debris.
Even though the flames, smoke, and poisonous fog were all heading upward, the heat waves still surged in through the cracks.
It made Meng Chao's thoughts run wild.
It made one's imagination run wild. Very soon, would the steel bars and beams supporting the entire building melt into extremely hot molten iron and pour down here?
The environment was really bad, so the villagers who originally lived here had naturally fled a long time ago.
Meng Chao's Black Soul had been torn to shreds by the explosion.
Aside from a tactical backpack made of a Hell Beast's hide, a saber, and a chain, he could not hide anything else on him.
He quickly searched the storeroom, but he did not find any weapons or ammunition. Instead, he found a dirty cloak often worn by the lair citizens.
He also found half a box of steel balls from a corner. They should be used to assemble bearings.
He weighed them in his hands and found that the weight and hardness were quite suitable. They could be used to make up for the lack of harvesting blades.
He put on the cloak and hid Bloody Soul, the chain, and the steel balls. Then, he touched his face and confirmed that he had been in the ruins and smoke for a long time. He was badly battered and covered in wounds. Even his parents would not recognize him.
Then, he wrapped the cloak tightly around himself and staggered to the place where the noise was the loudest.
He walked down another two floors, and he gradually saw people. They were all Leprosy Village villagers who lived here.
The explosion did not directly affect them, but the shockwave created a deafening sound wave that caused quite a number of people to bleed from their orifices. Their brains concussed, and they widened their eyes in a daze. They stood in a corner like puppets.
Some people's organs were severely damaged, and they curled up like prawns. They vomited profusely, and some even coughed up dark red blood.
Even more people ran around like headless chickens. Panic was written all over their faces.
They were all civilians.
This was their only home.
They knew that the building was about to collapse, but some of them were still hoping that they could survive since they were so deep underground. They did not know where they should go once they left the place.
Even if they were willing to leave, they could not bear to part with the things in their homes.
Even if most of their "possessions" were trash abandoned by the lair citizens, to them, they were priceless treasures.
For a period of time, the sounds of vomiting, crying, sighing, shouting, and tugging filled Meng Chao's mind.
Meng Chao hid his eyes in the darkness of the cloak.
He swept his gaze over the Leprosy Village villagers' faces.
He saw children with pointy ears holding dirty dolls in their arms. Their faces were just as dirty as the dolls.
He saw old men covered in scales and whose skulls were deformed like lizards. They could not bear to leave the place, so they sat in front of their house and wept silently.
He saw giants that were at least two hundred and fifty kilograms standing up like bears. They swung their hammer-like fists, but they did not know who the culprit behind the explosion was and who they should vent their anger on.
He saw a tall and thin man with four arms. He held a mountain of cans in his arms. They were made from earthworm meat, sandworm meat, scales and organs of aquatic monsters, bone powder from Demonic Halberd Pigs and Iron-armored Rhinoceroses, and all sorts of monster meat and leftovers of the worst quality.
This was the crudest synthetic food. Even the normal citizens in Blessed Heavenly Garden did not eat it. Most of them were turned into animal feed.
The man was careful and insatiably greedy. He always wanted to bring a few more cans out of his house, which was about to collapse.
Unfortunately, things did not go according to his wishes. The panicked neighbors behind him crashed into him and knocked the cans he held with his four arms to the ground. They rolled into a corner.
The tall and thin man with four arms let out a heartbroken cry. He quickly bent down and picked them up. He did not care whether the place would collapse in the next second and turn into ruins.
This scene made Meng Chao sigh quietly.
The mutation of their bodies was not something they wanted, but it did not affect them from having normal human thoughts and emotions.
The Leprosy Village villagers were also humans. They were Earthlings and Dragon Citizens who should be protected!
Meng Chao crouched down and helped the tall and thin man with four arms pick up a synthetic food can that had rolled to his feet.
He pulled the cloak tighter around him and quietly walked forward.
A thought appeared in his mind, but when he crouched down just now, he felt a strange sense of discomfort.
It was as if something had pricked his hand, which he had extended from under the cloak.
It was a gaze.
It came from the darkness around the corner in front of him.
It was a gaze from a pair of black eyes that shone with a red light.
It was Bloody Slaughter Gao Yang's gaze!
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