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

The faint light of fire danced on his eyelids, and Qin Mo opened his eyes amidst the violent shaking.

Opening the panel, Qin Mo found that he had safely passed the first day of the three-day black fog tide.

Qin Mo put away the panel and looked up.

Everywhere you look, there are densely packed curved lines and cracks.

The black fog creatures passing by outside might even be able to see the flickering orange flame of the candle in the cabin and the figure of Qin Mo stumbling towards the silver-white altar.

The flickering candlelight on the altar dimmed, and a weak status appeared on the candle panel.

Qin Mo quickly walked to the candle flame, took out the mist crystal, and threw it into the fire.

Wow!

The candle flame shot up into the sky the moment it devoured the mist crystal.

Like a man who has finally received a downpour after a long drought, he raised his hands and cheered loudly.

The shadow area of ​​the cabin was rapidly reduced, and the brightness increased by two or three degrees.

The bright candle flame soothed Qin Mo's inner anxiety again, and Qin Mo's expression was visibly relaxed.

The candle flame continuously drives the accelerated healing properties, causing the scarred cabin to heal itself as it splits.

In the blink of an eye, most of the tiny lines on the four walls of the cabin healed and disappeared quietly in the light of the candle flame.

Qin Mo breathed a sigh of relief and slumped down beside the silver-white altar.

At this moment, Qin Mo felt like he had a bad cold.

Tired, uncomfortable, and want to vomit.

My limbs are soft and sore.

While he was still awake, Qin Mo took out some food and water to restore his strength.

Qin Mo took a big gulp of water and forced himself to swallow the dry wheat bread in his mouth.

No matter how delicious the food was in the past, it becomes hard to swallow at this time.

Well!

Qin Mo raised his head and slowly let out a breath.

Suddenly, the churning gastric juice pushed the bread that Qin Mo had swallowed back into his esophagus.

Qin Mo frowned and quickly took two or three gulps of water to suppress the discomfort in his stomach.

In a moment, Qin Mo's black eyelashes fluttered, revealing a pair of slightly dull and tired light amber eyes.

The clear amber eyes reflected the chaos.

The log cabin is the place with the highest defense in the novice village and the most concentrated candle flame power.

Even so, the small wooden house in the center of the Novice Village still could not escape the sharp clutches of the black fog creatures.

If the cabin could not withstand the fierce waves of the black fog tide, Qin Mo and the other two would be doomed to death.

Crunch!Crunch!

Looking at the newly broken wooden boards on the roof of the cabin, Qin Mo's heart sank.

The howling wind was no longer hindered and kept pouring into Qin Mo's arms through the cracks in the roof of the cabin.

Crunch!

The broken wooden board couldn't bear it, making a sharp friction sound and shaking.

Qin Mo was afraid that the other party would hit him on the head with a bang, so he quickly moved.

After a while, Qin Mo discovered that the candle flame began to stop repairing the damaged fine lines on the surrounding wooden walls, and concentrated its energy on repairing the crumbling wooden boards.

After a while, the shaking wooden board was stabilized and slowly returned to its original position.

In the end, only a hair-sized line was left at the break.

Qin Mo then understood why the cabin was covered with cracks.

It turned out that the power of the candle flame was stored and concentrated to deal with the large areas of damage in the cabin.

If Qin Mo wanted the cabin to be as good as new, he only needed to throw the remaining mist crystals in his hand into the candle flame.

But later, if the cabin is severely damaged again, the candle flame may not have enough power to repair it.

Qin Mo clenched the remaining mist crystals and kept an eye on the state of the candle flame.

The sound of the wind outside the cabin became more and more violent. A little wind passed through the cracks in the cabin and blew the strands of hair on Qin Mo's forehead and his long raven-feather eyelashes.

Snapped!

Qin Mo was startled and looked over.

Three or four palm-wide cracks appeared on the wall of the cabin at once, distributed diagonally.

Like the marks left by the claws of a wild beast.

Qin Mo's eyes narrowed, and he was unexpectedly met with a pair of blood-red eyes in the palm-sized crack.

In the blink of an eye, the red pupils disappeared.

Then, there was a loud bang.

Bang!

The damaged cabin was no longer soundproof, and Qin Mo clearly felt that something had collided with the shaking cabin.

The quiet panel was dripping.

It kept reminding Qin Mo that something had broken into the Novice Village.

In a short period of time, Qin Mo saw three or four different black mist creatures from the slowly shrinking crack.

These black mist creatures seemed to be copied and pasted, with the same pair of blood-red eyes.

According to Qin Mo's experience, the redder the eyes, the stronger the black fog creature.

Each one of them was incomparable to the black fog creatures he had encountered before.

Bang!

The huge sound suddenly made Qin Mo's nerves tense.

The four walls of the cabin were under rapid attack and kept shaking.

Qin Mo stood still, but threw something to the ground.

Wow!

The subtle rubbing sound spread throughout the cabin.

A green wave quickly formed from under Qin Mo's feet and spread to all sides of the cabin.

The dodder vine that Qin Mo dropped to the ground quickly filled the broken hole in the cabin.

A few swish sounds!

Qin Mo saw three or four broken green vines falling, and a black claw with a cold glow suddenly appeared among the tightly connected vines.

The green vines are new vines that have just been sprouted by dodder.

clap clap clap!

The cabin was covered with thin vines of dodder.