📖 I'm Not a Movie God Chapter 1203: The Wriggling Overlord of the Bitter Flesh and Turbid Forest
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Chapter 1203: The Wriggling Overlord of the Bitter Flesh and Turbid Forest

2026-10-03 · 👁 1 views · 1,312 words · ~6 min read · chapter 1205 of 1928

"Your Majesty..."

"Get out."

On the desolate street, Ying Fu frowned, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings constantly, as if looking for something.

Behind him, Fu Kun was chasing, sweating profusely. Such a dignified 1.9-meter-tall man was visibly panicked like a quail for a moment.

"Your Majesty, it is my incompetence... You, you give me another chance, I will definitely bring them, father and daughter, back to you intact!"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!!"

Seeing that Ying Fu had no intention of waiting for him at all, Fu Kun became more and more terrified.

Ying Fu had just risked his life to save him in the nuclear explosion and was originally planning to retreat completely, but because of his own work negligence, he had to return to this chaotic vortex in person to find the whereabouts of the father and daughter... The more Fu Kun thought about it, the angrier he became, wishing he could slap himself twice on the spot.

But Fu Kun also didn't expect that Ying Fu would value that pair of father and daughter so much. Not to mention spending a lot of money to buy a useless shop, he was actually willing to return to Wushan town against nuclear radiation to look for their whereabouts.

Of course, Ying Fu was not an ordinary person. As an emperor in the human world, his genes would not be easily affected by the external environment. Coupled with the rapid repair ability obtained from his subjects, nuclear radiation did not pose much of a threat to him.

Fu Kun kept begging Ying Fu to give him another chance. Just then, a sudden feeling of nausea surged into his heart. He stumbled and stopped, bending over and retching.

The nuclear explosion had just ended, and the air was filled with various harmful substances. Although Ying Fu could resist it, Fu Kun was a mortal after all. Staying here for too long, his body still reacted.

Ying Fu, who was walking in the front, stopped and said coldly:

"Trash, you can't help with anything here... Why don't you get out of Wushan! When I need you, I will naturally let you come over."

Fu Kun's face was a little pale, but he still slowly straightened his chest, his expression sincere as never before. "Your Majesty... Although I am not as brave as Your Majesty, and not as far-sighted as Your Majesty, Minister Han and the others are not by your side now, so someone must take care of you... At critical moments, I can still be of some use."

Ying Fu fell into silence.

He looked at Fu Kun's firm eyes and finally didn't let him get out, but slowly turned around and continued to walk into the depths of the ruins.

"You... take care of yourself."

Seeing this, Fu Kun followed without hesitation.

Ying Fu relied on his memory to pass through the ruins of buildings all over the ground, and finally stopped in front of a ruined street.

It was a dilapidated shop on the street. The shop name on the facade and the windows all around had disappeared. The tables and chairs originally placed outside were gone, leaving only load-bearing columns and a small amount of walls barely supporting... And just the night before, Ying Fu had sat here, eating crayfish and drinking beer, chatting with the girl.

Ying Fu went into the shop and walked around, seeing no traces left after human death. At least Jiang Jiang did not die here... So in all likelihood, she had already hidden in a nearby shelter.

"Can they survive the nuclear strike?" Ying Fu asked suddenly.

Fu Kun was startled, knowing that Ying Fu didn't understand the structure of the shelter and the principle of the nuclear strike, so he immediately explained it again. Although it was not as detailed as Lu Xun knew, it was not much different.

"So, even if they survived the explosion, they will still die if they stay here for a long time?"

"If they didn't hide in a Level A shelter... Yes."

"Where is the shelter?"

"This, maybe we have to look for it, not sure which one they are in."

Facts have proved that Ying Fu's side indeed needed a modern person to assist. Although Fu Kun's mobile phone could not connect to the Internet, he still analyzed the locations of the nearest shelters based on the shopping malls and residential areas he occasionally saw during his activities in the past two days, and coupled with the occasional guidance on the road, it should not be a big problem.

Just when Fu Kun was leading the way and searching quickly, Ying Fu suddenly frowned and reached out to press Fu Kun's shoulder in front...

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?" Fu Kun turned back in confusion.

The black-rimmed glasses were on the bridge of Ying Fu's nose, and his gaze flowed behind the lenses, sharp like a sword light that saw through everything.

"...Things, are troublesome."

Above the distant street, small cracks were like coming to life, gradually wriggling and splicing. At first, they were only the size of a fist, but later, after constantly gathering, they expanded to the size of a human body little by little... And there were dozens of such gaps in the Wushan ruins.

Gray auras diffused from these gaps, just like some kind of domain, dyeing the small area around the gaps in black, white, and gray. The entire Wushan was like a malfunctioning machine, with color and black and white coexisting.

At the same time, eerie roots like fingers and flesh-like leaves that heaved like lungs extended from these gaps...

Where had Fu Kun ever seen such a battle? He widened his eyes and subconsciously took half a step back,

"Y-Your Majesty, what are these monsters??"

Ying Fu's eyes narrowed slightly.

……

"The Wriggling Overlord of the Bitter Flesh and Turbid Forest, the Flower-Plucking Buddha who hunts for light."

Chen Ling watched the flesh-like roots surging out frantically, and memories from his studies at the Fusion Faction regarding all Calamity Territories immediately flooded his mind... If he remembered correctly, the space behind these breaches was connected to the territory of one of the World-Ending Calamities: the [Calamity of Turbidity].

Of all things, it had to be a Calamity Territory I’ve never encountered before...

What did Teacher Ye say were the characteristics of this type of Calamity again?

Chen Ling struggled to recall, but the sheer volume of knowledge he had absorbed lately made it difficult to think clearly. The next moment, a thick, tentacle-like root whipped out from the breach behind him, whistling through the air as it lashed toward the back of his head!

Chen Ling’s reaction was incredibly fast. The blade of his bone-carving knife flashed out almost the instant the root touched him, and a segment of it fell to the ground.

Chen Ling looked down to see the severed root twitching on the ground like a deformed wrist grown from flesh, making a *pat-pat* sound as it flopped about, looking exactly like a grey, fleshy fish.

"Disgusting."

Chen Ling muttered, then quickly darted away. Dense clusters of roots were pursuing him from the two breaches nearby. As these roots continued to elongate, hundreds of tiny branches began to spread in every direction!

These breaches scattered across Wushan were like expanding neurons, and the branches and roots extending from behind them were like nerve endings constantly reaching outward. Once two neurons established a connection, they began to expand into the surroundings at an even faster rate... These branches and roots intertwined, soon becoming as dense as a spiderweb, covering the sky and earth.

Facing these wildly growing plants, even Chen Ling’s Calamity-transformed power seemed thin and weak. A cloud of red tore through several root blockades in succession, but what awaited him was an even more airtight encirclement!

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