Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

"Dodder" discovered that Qin Mo liked to roast his prey over the fire, so he followed Qin Mo's example, rolled up the black claw beast meat and stretched it towards the fire.

Before Qin Mo could stop it, the vine was already hanging on the flames.

The scalding flames licked the green vines. Wow! The vines loosened their grip and the black claws of the beast quickly retracted from the flames.

The part of the tip that was wrapped with meat turned slightly black, and the large piece of meat, without being restrained, fell from the air into the fire.

Qin Mo's eyes narrowed and he sat up in shock, subconsciously wanting to use his hands to grab the piece of meat that was about to break the fire.

Swish!

The "Cuscuta" stretched out its slightly blackened vines again, rolled up the piece of meat that was just a millimeter away from contact and threw it into the flames.

Qin Mo's eyes darkened and he was holding his breath.

The firelight flickered, and the black fog creatures outside the firelight became restless.

After a while, the flames shook several times and finally stabilized.

As the fire grew brighter, the friction and swallowing sounds outside the black fog were reduced to their original rustling sounds.

Qin Mo felt a tightness in his chest. It turned out that he was so nervous that he forgot to breathe. Then he let out a long breath.

So exciting!

As soon as the fire went out, the black fog creatures outside the fire would definitely rush over and eat him up without leaving even skin, bones or a drop of blood.

The vines, burned by the fire again, drooped and fell to the ground, looking very tired.

Qin Mo: “…”

It is it that causes the disaster, and it is it that also provides the remedy.

If "Cuscuta" had not rolled out the piece of meat and thrown it away in time, it might have been his delicate and fragile hands that pulled the piece of meat out of the scorching flames.

However, the scene at that time would not be pretty. He had just sensed Little Moon's agitated and cold mood.

Qin Mo didn't know whether "Cuscuta" knew that he was in trouble, but Qin Mo could see that "Cuscuta" deliberately placed the vines that were burnt black by the flames in front of him.

As soon as he turned his head and shifted his sight, the burnt vines would soon be in his sight.

Qin Mo took a deep breath.

You know, it can't speak human language since it wasn't taught by its parents.

It's just a vine.

Taking another deep breath, Qin Mo felt that he had successfully brainwashed himself.

Then, Qin Mo lowered his eyes to look at the lifeless vines, took out a piece of roasted meat and handed it to "Dodder".

"Cuscuta" stretched out its vines and hesitantly took the barbecue.

Qin Mo retracted his gaze, but his peripheral vision did not move.

"Cuscuta" inserted its vines into the barbecue, and after a while, the barbecue wrapped in the vines became smaller and smaller.

It turns out that this is how “Cuscuta” is eaten.

After eating the barbecue, the black vine tip shook and transformed into a crisp vine.

Qin Mo took out another piece of roasted meat and handed it to "Dodder". This time "Dodder" did not use the vine to take it.

Qin Mo's eyes remained motionless.

The other party was indeed pretending to be pitiful just now.

Qin Mo had no intention of continuing to sleep. His previous fatigue and sleepiness disappeared completely after "Dodder"'s operation.

After a sleepless night, Qin Mo stood up and brushed off the dust on his body.

It’s better for him to go back early. If something like this happens a few more times, he will definitely die young.

Little Moon: [Nuannuan, be careful]

Qin Mo: [OK]

Qin Mo slowed down and walked into the dead woods quietly.

As soon as he entered the dead forest, Qin Mo found that the atmosphere of the dead forest had changed drastically. The air was filled with a faint smell of blood and stench.

Suddenly, "Dodder" stretched out its vines and wrapped around Qin Mo, wrapping him layer by layer.

what happened?

Qin Mo frowned slightly and reached out to push away the vines blocking his sight. He discovered that a black mist creature was lying in the direction that most of the vines were facing.

How could a dead black fog creature make "Cuscuta" feel like facing a formidable enemy?

Qin Mo, covered with vines, slowly approached the dead black fog creature.

The moment he saw the other person's full appearance, Qin Mo instantly felt a chill piercing his body, freezing his internal organs.

In an instant, Qin Mo took a few steps back uncontrollably.

In the sight, a black mist creature covered with spikes was lying on the ground with its eyes wide open, its pupils lifeless, but a strange curve at the corners of its mouth.

It was as if before dying it saw something that made the animal extremely happy, and even death could not extinguish that smile.

What method can kill the black fog creature and still maintain a stiff smile on its face?

Qin pursed his lips and didn't even enter the detection range of the panel. He quickened his pace and took a detour.

Walking through the dead woods, Qin Mo's expression became more and more ugly, and his steps became heavier.

Suddenly, Qin Mo stopped and his deep eyes fell on the ground beside a dead tree not far away.

This is the fourth one already...

Along the way, the corpse under the dead tree forest was the fourth corpse of the black fog creature with a strange smile Qin Mo had seen.

One could be considered an accident, but three or four corpses of black fog creatures with the same abnormal death characteristics indicated that there was a mysterious and powerful existence in the dead forest.

Qin Mo lowered his eyes, and the long, soft black feathers swept lightly under his eyes.

The body of the black fog creature has not been destroyed by other black fog creatures, so that mysterious existence is most likely still around.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo alerted himself and moved again.

Five, six...ten. The corpses of the black fog creatures with strange smiles on their faces became more and more numerous and denser.

The countless piled up dead leaves in the dead forest made rustling sounds.