Zhao Meng followed Amoeba forward.
As he moved away from the beach, the sound of waves disappeared in his ears, and at the same time, the surrounding environment became darker.
Zhao Meng summoned the flying sword with a wave of his hand. Through the light emitted from the flying sword, he could clearly see the surrounding scene.
Although Zhao Meng clearly knew that he was in the crevices of the wrinkled fairy,
But he couldn't see the sky at all, how high it was, only the deep and dim horizon.
The sky cannot be seen clearly, but some traces on the ground are clearly visible.
Under the light, Zhao Meng could clearly see that most of the ground here was dark red.
However, in addition to the dark red ground, there are also some lavender stripes crisscrossing the ground.
After knowing where he was, Zhao Meng could easily think of some kind of muscle tissue when he saw the crisscrossing lines.
"This should be the inside of the extremely deep folds!"
"I don't know what's going on with the Fold Fairy now?"
Thinking of the terrifying change before, Zhao Meng was a little worried about the state of the Folded Immortal.
"The Folded Immortal has been silent for a long time!"
"Have you been damaged by the special quirk?"
"Perhaps I was dizzy from the impact!"
If it were a normal life form, faced with such danger, it would probably turn its eyes white and fall to the ground unable to wake up for a long time.
But the immortal is an immortal after all, and Zhao Meng did not dare to use common sense to judge it.
"No matter what, take advantage of the anomaly of the Folded Immortal and escape from here as soon as possible?"
"Xixi Lake, can you still sense the existence of the magic net?"
"Under induction..." Xixihu was silent for a few breaths before responding:
"Sorry, I didn't sense it!" After hearing this answer, Zhao Meng pondered for a moment:
"Originally, I wanted to use the magic net to guide the direction, but now it seems that I can only judge the direction through the traces of the previous liquid impact."
Zhao Meng raised his head and glanced at the dark sky.
In such an inexplicable world, if you want to leave here, the first thing you need to determine is the direction.
If he goes in the wrong direction, he will sink deeper and deeper and will never be able to escape from here.
Just when Zhao Meng was thinking about how to escape from here, a chirping sound came from in front of him.
The pool of strange liquid stopped, as if urging Zhao Meng to follow him quickly.
Seeing this situation, Zhao Meng no longer thought about it, but followed Amoeba to see where this strange liquid would take him.
…
Zhao Meng followed Amoeba for a certain distance and saw an unusual place.
Deep in the folds, Zhao Meng actually saw some lights flashing with strange light. When Zhao Meng saw what the light source was, he couldn't help but froze for a moment.
It turned out to be a device similar to an electric lamp. This lamp emitted bright white light and illuminated the scene below.
There was an even more surprising scene there that surprised Zhao Meng
It was a pipe extending from the dark red wall. The diameter of the pipe was as high as two people, and crystal liquid was slowly flowing out of it.
Amoeba didn't stop and climbed into it.
Zhao Meng also followed Amoeba to the pipeline. He glanced at the glowing lights above. He didn't see anything like wiring.
"It's difficult to create such a pipeline and this kind of light source with the existence of amoeba alone!"
"So there are other life forms here besides amoebas!"
"Is it a native wrinkled creature, or is it a foreign creature that was sucked in by the wrinkled immortal!"
Thinking that there were other advanced forms of life here, Zhao Meng became cautious. He glanced at the amoeba waiting for him in the pipe and stepped into it.
…
This pipeline is not completely dark either;
Instead, a light would appear every certain distance. Along the way, Zhao Meng discovered that none of these lights were broken.
This situation all shows that someone is constantly maintaining this place.
After traveling some distance further,
The transparent liquid that originally reached the ankles had disappeared at some point, and Zhao Meng, who followed Amoeba, walked into a dry pipe.
Zhao Meng was about to continue walking forward when he heard a splash and the sound of falling water coming from the front. At the same time, the amoeba leading the way also disappeared.
Seeing this, Zhao Meng cautiously came to the front, and then he saw a long thing, standing there and running through a large area.
"Is this a plant?"
With the help of the light, Zhao Meng could clearly see that there was a huge space at the end of the pipe.
And there is a purple-pink "plant" stuffed in this space.
This purple-pink thing is like a towering tree, breaking through the clouds above, making it impossible to know its height.
Rather than looking like a tree, in Zhao Meng's eyes it is more like a piece of grass. The trees will spread out their branches and leaves to form a huge umbrella canopy.
But the giant object piercing the sky in front of me is as huge as a water drop at the bottom, and becomes more and more slender as it goes up.
This structure from coarse to fine, combined with his current location, Zhao Meng couldn't help but have some thoughts in his mind:
"Could it be that this belongs to the Pleated Immortal..."
"By the way, where's Amoeba?"
Thinking of the sound of falling water before, Zhao Meng looked down. There was a shallow lake surrounding the roots of this huge "plant".
At this time, the amoeba was swimming slowly inside.
To be precise, a group of amoeba are swimming inside.
What's even more strange is that some amoeba are entangled with each other, seeming to exchange the substances in their bodies with each other.
"Come on..." Amoeba's vague consciousness came over again.
Zhao Meng could feel that the amoeba he loved was inviting him to come down.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Meng, who had simulated countless animals, didn't know what was going on.
"It turns out this amoeba brought me here to attend their party."
Thinking of this, Zhao Meng felt dumbfounded.
After taking a look at the churning water below, Zhao Meng shook his head helplessly and planned to leave, continuing to look for a way to escape from the wrinkled world.
But just as he was about to leave, something suddenly flipped up in the water stirred by the amoeba:
"That's...the costume of the Fox Clan!"
Looking at the clothes floating on the water, Zhao Meng's heart moved:
"So it seems that there are other races on the immortal boat that survived?"
Zhao Meng flew around the plant with his sword. The water in the pool was not deep, and Zhao Meng did not see the corpse of the fox clan in it.
"Was it swallowed by these amoebas, or..."
Zhao Meng raised his head and looked at the purple-pink plant in front of him.
"What's up there?"
Recalling the passages and lights that were obviously non-man-made buildings, Zhao Meng took a few breaths of thought before heading upward along the purple-pink plant.
The further up you go, the smaller the surrounding space becomes.
The surrounding dark red walls fit more closely with the purple plants.
Fortunately, there are still gaps, and Zhao Meng can continue to penetrate deeper.
"what sound?"
After reaching a certain height, Zhao Meng vaguely heard rumbling sounds from above, which seemed to be the sound of huge mountains rubbing against each other.
(End of chapter)
