Bab 69: Under the umbrella of the odor

Chang looked around in the ruin for a while, and found the half of the millipede that was charred. The power of the missile blew up its hard shell and separated it into two parts. The fire extinguished most of its bodily fluids, making the remaining more viscous.

“It seems like it was killed, but I don’t want to confirm whether it is dead or not.” Chang stared at the corpse that hung onto the tree.

Qing Shui rolled up and wiped off the nosebleed, “Fortunately, there weren’t too many pieces of shrapnel that got blown to where I was, otherwise, I would have died.”

“Good for you…but that man had bad luck.”

One soldier pointed at the wounded soldier who was carried by Qing Shui before the explosion – the shower of shrapnel killed him.

His death reminded Chang of Jing. He immediately turned around, but only saw Pangzi lying on his stomach.