Back to the end of the world: I rely on hundreds of millions of materials to lie down and win natura

The middle-aged man who was still lying on the ground twitching had two or three bulges appearing on his legs. They moved against his skin and moved between the flesh and blood, gradually drying up his body.

When all his flesh and blood were eaten away, leaving only a skeleton, a series of "clicking" sounds were heard, and five insects pierced his skin with force and crawled out slowly.

The middle-aged man died with his eyes closed.

Pedestrians passing by him looked at those eyes full of fear, ferocity and despair, and their throats seemed to be stuck with something, unable to utter a single scream.

Some people were so frightened that their legs were weak. All they could see was the skeleton, and it was extremely difficult to even take a step.

It was also a moment of confusion for them. The bugs that broke out of their skin quietly stared at their exposed skin.

"Help... help!"

The woman in the dress felt pain in her ankle. She only had time to shout "help" before she fainted and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Seeing the bugs crawling up her calves, those whose legs were too weak to run suddenly felt like they had been given a shot of blood, screaming wildly and running for their lives with pale faces on their faces.

The employees and buyers who stayed in the shops on both sides did not dare to set foot on the insect-infested streets. They closed the doors of each shop and hid in the warehouse together, waiting quietly for rescue.

At the same time, one or two cases of the same situation occurred in the central area, office area, residential area, planting area, and factory area, causing countless screams to erupt throughout the base.

People were running and running.

At every fork in the road you can see people coming from different directions, desperate to seek shelter in residential areas.

The sound of the door slamming, mixed with calls for help, cries and screams, resounded in every corner where people could hear it.

Chi Yue leaned against the door without any strength.

She was panting in disorder, and even though she had returned home, she still refused to let go of Wen Qizhou's hand.

"It's okay." Wen Qizhou knew how much of a shadow the insect plague had brought to her. As soon as he recovered, he immediately released a hand and put his arm around her shoulders: "Yueyue, it's okay."

He murmured softly.

His hot breath hit his ears.

Chi Yue looked up at him, feeling the sense of security he gave her, and her wildly beating heart gradually calmed down.

She pushed the hair away from her lips, finally let go of her sweaty hand, took out a bag of cement, and went into the bathroom with him to block the sewer and toilet pipes.

"I'm going to close the window." After blocking the pipe, she walked to the bay window. After closing the window, she didn't forget to seal the gap in the window.

After making sure that the insects couldn't crawl in, she relaxed her tense back and slumped down on the sofa.

"Yueyue, where are the protective suits?"

"I haven't taken them out yet." She took out two protective suits and put them aside. She looked up at him and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Give them cement."

"I sent it to them last week."

Worried about a sudden outbreak of insect pests, she and Mingzhang, two idlers, went out to look for supplies and got a bag of cement and a bag of cat litter, which they distributed equally among the others.

Hearing Qizhou felt relieved.

He stood in front of the bay window, looking down through the window at the crowd of people running towards the unit building, and frowned deeply.

"Pray for a boat..."

As soon as her voice came, a notice instructing residents to close their doors and windows and wait for rescue rang around.

The broadcast drowned out the muffled sounds.

They listened to the official announcement repeated three times before Chi Yue finished what he said before: "Let's go into the space and take a shower."