Chapter 270 Starting from Rot
In the train carriage, there are seats on both sides, and the aisle in the middle is only half a meter wide, which is very narrow. The advantage of many people cannot be used at all. Even if it can be used, Xia Hongyao cannot No panic at all.
“If you want to take action, hurry up!”
Xia Hongyao waved to those people opposite.
They should be from a country in Southeast Asia. They are short in stature. Due to excessive sunshine all year round, their skin color is slightly darker and their hair is short and curly.
Everyone was a hunter of the gods who licked blood from their swords. They were used to being arrogant. How could they bear this kind of injustice? They pulled out their weapons on the spot. Some of them still had guns.
They brought this thing obviously to guard against humans.
Lin Baici took out the black cat scale and looked at these guys: "I want this carriage. If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
Fight?
That’s too low. Rule pollution is more oppressive!
The eyes of these Indonesians fell on the scale in Lin Baici's hand, and their expressions became solemn.
Divine hunters usually have conflicts based on their combat prowess. Whose divine grace is powerful has a say. Guys like this who directly want to activate divine objects...
You must be stupid!
Because rules contaminate such things, no one can guarantee that they will not be accidentally injured.
“Get out!”
Lin Baici scolded.
The Indonesian said a few harsh words and left, going to the next car, but the matter was obviously not over yet.
“It’s best for everyone to sit together!”
The god didn’t comment, and Lin Baici randomly chose a seat in the middle of the carriage.
Just like the high-speed train, there are several LCD TVs playing programs on the top of each carriage to prevent passengers from being bored during the journey.
Just as Lin Baici and his party sat down, Jesus came over with his troops.
“Hey, want to play a game?”
Jesus walked directly to the opposite side of Lin Baici and sat down.
Lin Baici rubbed his nose, frowned and looked at Jesus, then looked at his team members: "Do you still have time to play games with me?"
"No. Dare you?”
Jesus felt that Lin Baici was being mysterious.
“The Statue of Liberty?” Lin Baici curled his lips: “Isn’t that all?”
He didn’t need to activate a hundred flavors, but he could smell the stench starting to emit from people like Jesus. The smell is like that of rotten meat and maggots.
Lin Baici remembered that one morning in the summer of his senior year in high school, when he was passing by a park, he smelled the smell of a dead dog and had no appetite for three days.
The rule pollution has already begun, but Jesus didn't notice it. It seems that the level is no more than this.
Gu Qingqiu could see that the contempt in Lin Baici's eyes was real, just like looking at a stray fish, so what did Lin Baici rely on?
“When you survive the pollution of the rules, come and trouble me again!”
Lin Baici took out some snacks from his backpack and placed them on the small table.
"Captain, something is wrong, I smell a stink, everyone has it!"
A blond woman suddenly spoke.
When everyone heard this, they all lowered their heads and sniffed their arms and clothes.
“It seems to be corpse odor?”
“Is there an outbreak of regulation pollution?”
“What kind of pollution can there be in this car?”
Freedom The members of the goddess group were all looking around, and soon, their eyes fell on Lin Baici.
"Do you know what happened?"
Jesus was curious and fearful. The other party could detect the outbreak of rule pollution immediately, and his strength was far stronger than his own.
“Haha!”
Lin Baici smiled slightly, unscrewed the mineral water bottle and took a sip.
The blond woman felt that Lin Baici was confident and elegant at this moment.
Jesus is a shameless person. If he does not solve the rule pollution and continues to cause trouble for others, he will look down on himself, so he left with the members.
"Captain, that Kyushu man is not old, but he must have a lot of experience!"
"Hey, I secretly placed a bug, I hope there is something valuable in their topic ”
“We are the Statue of Liberty, we don’t need other people’s information.”
Everyone was talking about it. Everyone had an estimate of the danger level of the Busan Shrine Ruins, so they had no idea at all. Panicked, he started collecting clues.
There were hundreds of people on the train to Busan, and two-thirds of them noticed the problem within an hour.
There are still a few people who discovered something was wrong after seeing someone searching the carriages one by one. However, after two hours, everyone knew that the rule pollution broke out, because everyone was covered in A clearly audible odor began to emit.
Of course, the six Lin Baici are exceptions.
Another group of people entered Car No. 8. They stared at Lin Baici and his party with vigilance while searching the car, trying to find some clues, but except for Xia Hongyao and Huayueyu, they ate all over the floor. Melon seed peels, nothing to be found.
Click!
Hua Yueyu finished eating a handful of melon seeds, blew in the non-existent dust, and handed it to Lin Baici: "We are not polluted?"
"No."
Xia Hong Yao sat cross-legged on a chair, eating a piece of big watermelon. She was really enjoying herself following Xiao Linzi. She looked at the others and was exhausted. She was here with beer, melon seeds and peanuts. Don't be too high.
“Why?”
Hua Yueyu doesn’t understand, it can’t be because he is the chosen one, right?
"You should have chosen a good compartment to avoid the pollution of the regulations, right?"
Gu Qingqiu looked at Lin Baici: "No need to explain, there are probably many bugs in our compartment, don't let it Others have listened.”
“Will there be trouble?”
Jin Yingzhen felt that those god hunters would definitely come to trouble Lin Baici if they could not find a way to purify the rule pollution.
“I won’t come for fear of trouble!”
Lin Baici was not polite and took the melon seeds peeled by Hua Yueyu and threw them into his mouth.
Smells!
In a certain sense, rule pollution is the fairest. It will not have different effects because of a person's beauty, ugliness, wealth or race. It will come to everyone fairly. .
Whether you can survive depends on luck and strength.
As time went by, many people still couldn't find the key, so they became more and more irritable, because not only did the odor on their bodies get worse, but there was also visible rot on their skin.
It was obviously a living person, but the flesh was starting to rot, and there were even flies flying on it, making it look particularly oozing.
Some god hunters came to Car No. 8 and sat down. They thought that Lin Baici and the others were fine because they were in this car.
In less than half an hour, more than half of the seats in Car No. 8 were occupied, including Quan Xiangren and his teammates.
Soon, these people discovered that their coping methods were useless and their skin continued to rot.
The Indonesians who had conflicts with Lin Baici before came over again.
Bang!
A man who looked like a monkey punched the table in front of Lin Baici: "Tell me the answer!"
"Is this the attitude of asking for help?"
Lin Baici slowly ate melon seeds.
“I chose this carriage first and gave it to you. You took advantage of me. Shouldn’t you tell me the answer?”
Monkey Man confidently accused Lin Baici. (End of this chapter)