Bizarre Detective Agency - Chapter 1407

Chapter 1407 Forty-nine. Attacked

The screaming wind blows, and the headland stands in the storm.

There is no weird fog, and there is a hazy shimmer in the depths of the black clouds except for the sheet lightning.

It is early morning.

This storm that doesn’t know when it will stop will undoubtedly hinder Lu Li’s footsteps, no matter if he starts now or waits for it to end.

Lu Li temporarily came to the bridge to check the compass and communicator. The former returns to normal and guides the direction, while the latter only sizzles.

An unexpected surprise was a poncho, dagger, and flintlock gun found in the corner cabinet—they could allow Lu Li to walk further in a storm.

No more wasting time, carrying a few bottles of canned food and medicine, and filling the water bottle, Lu Li braved the storm and walked along the sloping deck to the side of the ship.

Swaying in the rain like a dead man’s noose. Lu Li climbed onto the rope rack, cut the thick and heavy hemp rope with a dagger, went back to the deck and tied it to the ship’s railing.

Before leaving the Immortal Giant, Lu Li looked out of the ship again.

The precipitous mountain capes appear and disappear in the lightning, and the abundant water vapor follows the strong wind and waves from bottom to top.

The steam car in the cabin cannot be reused, and the steam car of this era is also difficult to cope with the harsh environment.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Li bit his new oil lamp, grabbed the rope, flipped over the ship’s side, and slid down the jagged reef area against the strong wind that rushed up along the reef.

In addition to the loud roar of the waves, there is also the faint sound of gurgling water, and the turbulent sea water is poured into the big ship from the bottom.

Another wave receded, and Lu Li took the opportunity to fall into the reef and trek to the distant mountain headland. Then, new waves gathered in the offshore, hitting the reef and the back again.

The impact weakened by the reef pushed the landing away and threw it forward. Before falling down, Lu Li let go of the oil lamp and stretched out his hands to support it, not letting the rough and sharp rocks leave a scar on his head, but a wound was drawn on his palm, and the oil lamp was swept away by the waves.

Having no time to think about the loss, Lu Li staggered deep into the reef area before the new waves came. The waves here can only wash over Lu Li’s legs.

Lu Li took a short break at the edge of a sunken and sheltered rock wall at the foot of the promontory.

Rain ponchos are pretty much useless and only weakly stop heat loss. Lu Li, who was drenched all over his body, quickly felt the cold—and he couldn’t start a fire, so he could only allow himself to lose his body temperature.

Just a storm made it difficult for Lu Li to move.

Cultivated Land made a mistake.

With a cursed title and a merchant, the real Lu Li would not be so embarrassed.

Dodged the wind and waves, and when his body temperature rose, Lu Li got out of the shelter, stuck to the rock wall, climbed up the jagged rocks, and left the noisy reef area where the storm was raging.

A wet figure gradually climbed up the headland, and the lightning flashed like a dark rainy night, illuminating the wet figure and an unknown dry forest.

Amidst the dull thunder, Lu Li walked into the dry forest, relying on the sparse forest to block the violent wind and rain, and walked along the coast amidst the faint sound of waves.

Another bad thing that comes with storms is low visibility. Lu Li couldn’t see the terrain, whether it was a promontory, a peninsula, or an island. You can only find villages along the coast.

If the storm at sea didn’t take the big ship off course, he would be able to approach the small town that Plowland had sent him to by heading south along the coast.

And by the way, go to Wanghai Cliff to investigate the Black Ring and the Spirit Sculpture.

But it would be best to meet a village or town along the coast, so that Lu Li would not get lost in the storm due to hunger and cold.

The wind whimpered and screamed across the woods. Lu Li walked through the forest, arranging the food that was still on his body – all the cans were lost, the dagger was still there, the kettle was still there, and the flintlock was still in the holster.

When he took it out, seawater dripped from the barrel of the gun. After hesitating, Lu Li put the flintlock away again.

Now, after the cultivated land lost contact and before the black ring rose, there should be survivors in this land.

Flintlocks have a deterrent effect on humans, even the aborigines of the cultivated land.

The wound on the palm was hard to see, but the stinging pain never disappeared. Fortunately, daytime was not the time for weird activities—Lu Li walked through the woods, and an unexpected bay lay in front of him.

The beach in the storm can hardly reflect the place where the big ship ran aground in memory. Recalling the map of the cultivated land garden, you can see the surface of the hills, forests, bays and so on everywhere.

But Lu Li did have a way to narrow the range.

The inlet next to the town of Bay comes from Marse Lake-that is a freshwater lake.

Closed along the eroded sedimentary beach and approached the coast, the sound of the rushing water gradually became clearer than the rainstorm. Lu Li stood at the edge of the shoal that was as cold as the rain, cupping the river water to his mouth, frowning because of the bitterness.

This surging glacier was formed by sea water.

When Lu Li was thinking about where he was, it seemed that a huge wave suddenly rose up in the bay that was only a few meters deep.

Suddenly plunged into darkness and soft, slippery and greasy, Lu Li stretched his limbs—this made Lu Li, who slid down with the sea water, get stuck in the throat or the mouth in front of his stomach.

The void-like darkness enveloped him, Lu Li grabbed the dagger, let himself get stuck, and stabbed at the wall of flesh.

The disaster of darkness is approaching, and it is impossible for Weird to spit out food on his own initiative. He must be radical.

The damage from inside and outside caused the wall of flesh to convulse and roll, Lu Li held on to the dagger tightly, letting the monster fish roll to cause more damage to itself.

Gradually, the deepened wound began to be mixed with a fluorescent milky white slime.

But too little, the whispers in the dark depths almost swallowed Lu Li.

At this moment, Lu Li let go of the dagger and tried his best to get into the wound where the fluorescent goo was gushing out, allowing the fluorescent goo to cover his whole body.

When he got through the wall of flesh and came to a cavity, Lu Li saw a brain that was full of gullies.

He came to the brain cavity of the strange fish.

The fluorescent goo sticking to his body was wriggling at this moment, turning into tentacles, connecting Lu Li and his brain. A certain kind of hazy perception wrapped Lu Li’s consciousness, and as he frowned, he pulled out the leech-like tentacles and disappeared.

But soon, more fluorescent goo wrapped around Lu Li’s body like tentacles, engulfing him.

The strange fish tumbling at the bottom of the river gradually returned to calm. Like a newborn fish fry, it flicks its fins and tail stiffly, gradually becoming proficient, and swims upstream to the river.

…

Clah—

Tide-like waves suddenly surged onto the river bank. A strange fish rushed out of the river, fell and stranded on the bank.

Patterpatta—

The tail of the fish twitched and smashed out of the deep hole, and the eyes of the strange fish gradually protruded and burst open.

Lu Li’s figure crawled out of his eye sockets covered in wet mucus. Most of them were washed away by the rain, while a few formed viscous tentacles that attracted flesh and blood, and were pulled out by Lu Li with a muffled grunt.

The flintlock is gone, only the medicine wrapped in the bag remains.

Pulling out all the tentacles, Lu Li went back to the head of the strange fish, and dug out the two evil spirit chess pieces left in the brain cavity of the strange fish. After a slight pause, Lu Li stuffed the Doomsday Apocalypse and the apostle into the unhealed wound.

After finishing all this, the exhausted Lu Li fell back into the pool of mixed blood. At this time, there was a sudden sound of treading water in the rain curtain, followed by screams and approaching sounds.

Haven’t noticed what happened yet, as if the pain of falling into the ice cave made it difficult for Lu Li to breathe.

A harpoon pierced Lu Li’s abdomen from behind and nailed him to the river bank.

(end of this chapter)