Chapter 7 Mutant Banyan Tree

"Yes!" March yue couldn't help but raise her head and stand up straight, and responded loudly.

The person who came to look for March was a heroic girl in military uniform, full of energy. Seeing March looking solemn, she clenched her fists to cover the corner of her raised mouth, and coughed twice, "Don't be nervous, we have something to ask you for help."

"Okay, OK." Marchio stared at her nervously, without blinking.

"My name is Yan Shuangyu. That's it. A mutated giant banyan tree appeared in the hospital. We want to temporarily recruit psychics in the convoy to deal with it. I wonder if you would like it?"

"I'm fine!" March immediately agreed without any hesitation. She now has the wood-type supernatural powers and is the one who conquers it.

It also made the four floors just now. When March thought that he might have such a powerful thug, he was a little excited.

She followed Yan Shuangyu, and several more soldiers came out in the convoy. March looked at him and there were about twelve or three.

It seems a little wrong. When she came out of the hospital before, the banyan tree was still wilted. Why did it suddenly become so lively?

March is a little stunning. Could it be that it is because she absorbed too much vitality from the banyan tree that makes it violent?

"Bang-bang-bang."

"Dadadada—"

"boom--"

As they went deeper, all kinds of gunfire gradually became clearer. Many zombies were lying on the ground, with her familiar and unfamiliar faces.

After their death, they still retained their human appearance. The eyes were wide open with red bloodshots, and the black and red sticky liquid was everywhere on the ground. The traces of bullets were clearly visible on the wall, and the smell of fishy smell penetrated into their noses.

"Vomit." Immediately, someone who was unable to bear it was holding the wall and kept retching, spitting out sour water.

"No, you are too weak, how can you survive in the end of the world?" A shaved boy hugged his hands and contemptuously despised the people who were holding the wall, sneering.

"That's right, how can such a person have superpowers? He's really speechless." The big wave woman standing in front of March covered her mouth and looked at them with disgust, rolled her eyes, and walked to the front with a step on the sky of hatred.

March discovered that some people did not seem to think that it was the end of the world, but instead believed that it was the new century, and they had supernatural powers were chosen people.

How long has she been dizzy? Why did she feel that they adapted so quickly? They all reclassified people.

"Okay, don't make a noise, the mutated banyan tree is right in front of it."

"Tsk." The man in the middle of the penis curled his lips disdainfully, turned one arm into a sharp sword in front of everyone, and shook it in front of them, "I am a psychic, are you afraid of a broken tree? I'm so laughing to death."

"Ba—swish—"

Wow, it flew so high.

March's head followed the curve of the man who was pulled away by a branch, turned from left to right, and then lowered his head, "What a strong strength."

"puff."

“Hahahahaha.”

"I'm so laughing to death."

Thanks to Bancun Man for using himself to play a joke for everyone. The originally nervous uncles and aunts are no longer nervous. It is very hard to hold it in if they smile.

The man who was not good at getting off the job was embedded in the wall and vomited blood, and he couldn't even hold it off.

"Thank you for your hard work." March patted Yan Shuangyu's shoulder and sighed for them with a sad face. It's hard to manage this kind of weird thing.

"Let's go." Yan Shuangyu smiled, without complaining, and asked someone to take the man in a row back to the convoy.

The tall tree has branches that grow like human figures, covering the sky and the sun, and people are like ants in front of it.

The hanging branches of the banyan tree were like life, breaking through the building freely, surrounding everyone present, and shooting out the banyan tree seeds as big as fists and hitting people, causing pain, almost making people burst into pieces.

The front row of soldiers holding riot shields formed a protective wall to resist the branches and banyan tree seeds. The people behind them were aimed at the trunk and roots of the tree, and kept firing ammunition.

"Hiss." March took a breath of cold air, and the juice from the banyan tree seeds splashed on his arm a little bit, and it began to turn red and bloody.

This hospital is poisonous, but spiders are poisonous, even the trees have corrosive buffs.

What should she do to deal with this tree, her finger-thick vine?

However, March calmly looked at the traces left by ammunition on the banyan tree. It was not invincible, but it was just a little thicker in skin and flesh.

The straight man was not wronged to be beaten, not only because of his humble words, but also because he was a certain threat to the banyan tree.

A group of 'strong' psychics stared at each other with big eyes and looked at each other, not knowing what they could do.

With all your plans, today is at most the third day of becoming a supernatural being, and not everyone likes online literature and movies.

"Well, my superpower is hearing enhancement, it doesn't seem to have any effect, right?" a boy with eyes raised his hand and said weakly.

"I have more space to store things."

“I can grow claws and tail.”

Giant force, petrochemical body, flying sky, water control, balance, conversation with ants

Most of them have no effect, but the petrified girl in the body was recruited by the riot shield group. She is much more useful than the riot escape. The banyan tree cannot cause any harm to her.

The one who looks so cute and small, she really can't be looked at.

Soon, Dr. Wen Li, whom he had met before March, came over and arranged all the psychics very properly.

The Eight Immortals cross the sea, each showing their magical powers.

The power of the big wave before was to control her hair. No wonder her hair was thick, black and shiny, soft and beautiful, and it made people envious.

March felt that the ending of her encounter with the banyan tree would be even more tragic than her little vines.

As for March, who possesses the supernatural power of Yumu, they asked her to see if she could find an opportunity to control the banyan tree.

"Okay, sir." March simply responded, turned around and found a suitable place among the crowd, threw two vines out to do it, and started paddling.

Just kidding, seeing the true body of the banyan tree, she could control it and then there would be a ghost.

"Yeah." A Chun's slight voice came from March's back. The man with glasses who activated his supernatural powers grabbed the different voice very keenly and turned to look at March.

"Is there anything?" March looked at the man in glasses curiously, with a curved eyebrows and a kind smile.

"No, no, nothing." He pushed his glasses that had fallen down his nose, lowered his head and wiped his cold sweat, swallowing the words he had originally asked. It was so scary. At that moment, he seemed to be targeted by some terrible beast.

"Is that true? If it's okay, don't stare at people like this, it's a bit strange." March Yi warned with some intent, as if he didn't say anything.

There was no terrible beast, but there was a pink spider who tried to slam the tree.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!