The Chef Rules the Last Days
Chapter 189 - 187: Miasma Pervades

Chapter 189: Chapter 187: Miasma Pervades

The flames extinguished, Su Mo glanced at the soldier’s leg and, seizing the moment before he could react, she controlled his leg and with one swift motion of her Tang Blade, she chopped it off.

Close to his thigh, his entire leg was neatly severed by Su Mo, without spilling a drop of blood.

Su Mo pressed the scorching hot blade to his leg, and the smell of charred flesh rose along with puffs of white smoke,

Everyone except for Su Mo failed to notice the Tang Blade, dark red in color, slowly sucking the soldier’s blood.

By then, the soldier had already fainted from the pain.

Her blade absorbed blood. What if it could also extract the virus along with the blood?

This was Su Mo’s initial thought upon seeing the wound, and now that she had acted, whether or not it would work was up to fate.

The remaining three people had their limbs severed by Su Mo in the same manner.

Sun Cheng, who had been helping from the back, couldn’t help but admire this Admiral’s woman; he had seen many proud peacock-like women with superpowers at the base, but few as high-level and decisively fierce as her.

After taking care of the four, Su Mo sent Sun Cheng out as well. All four injured had fainted from pain; she took some Biluochun Tea from her System Bag that she had been carrying and sprinkled some on each of the soldiers with severed limbs.

The burnt skin tissues, besides healing faster, would not cause additional infections.

Once everything was settled, Su Mo finally stood up, her vision was full of tiny dense dots like a TV screen without a signal. She had only taken a few steps when she nearly fell forward due to a wavering sea wave.

Lu Chen, who was guarding the entrance, quickly caught her waist and locked her in his embrace, "Hard work indeed."

Su Mo hung on to him, letting him hold her, "The rest, now depend on these people’s fate."

Lu Chen instructed some soldiers to guard the door, with orders to kill on the spot if a mutation occurred.

Since boarding the ship, Su Mo had already slept for a day, and dawn was approaching fast, yet she felt not a wink of sleepiness. Seeing her unwilling to sleep, Lu Chen took her to the deck at the bow of the ship.

The area had been cleaned by Jianxiong’s people and still smelled strongly of cleaning agents, which scrubbed away all hint of bloodstains.

Crew members and superpower users who had worked all day were already lying scattered on the deck, exhausted.

Wrapped in a blanket together, Su Mo heard several gunshots from the opposite ship. Turning her head, she locked eyes with Lu Jin’s dark narrow eyes; his long fingers on the trigger, white smoke emerging from the dark barrel.

She shifted her gaze slightly away from his eyes stained with slaughter. On their ship, several corpses had been thrown into the sea.

Looking back, Su Mo squeezed Lu Chen’s hand and whispered, "Your Space superpower reached Level 4, right?"

"Yes."

Following his affirmative reply, Su Mo whispered again by his ear, "Can you tear space yet?"

Lu Chen looked down at her and shook his head, "Not yet."

Su Mo was startled; had she and Li Qian both guessed wrong?

"Why do you ask?" The man tightened his hold due to the chilly wind.

"That day, when you confronted Lu Jin at the Lu Family, did anything feel off to you?"

Lu Chen thought for a moment, then simply replied, "He was almost my equal."

Yet, Su Mo shook her head seriously and turned to whisper, "I saw Lu Jin tear space with my own eyes; he’s very likely a Level 5 Space or even higher."

Since Lu Chen hadn’t exhibited similar Space superpowers at Level 4, it could only mean the other man’s level was higher.

"After landing on the island, an intense battle will be unavoidable," Lu Chen said.

"Yes," Su Mo leaned against his chest.

The man closed his eyes, just holding her in his arms, dozing off for a bit.

About three or four hours into the voyage, Su Mo remained alert without a hint of sleepiness. The weather was overcast all day, without sunlight, only the pitch-black sea and...

She slightly furrowed her brows, about a kilometer ahead of the ship, the sea surface seemed to be enveloped by a large swath of gray fog.

Yang Jianguo, yawning in the cockpit, suddenly changed his expression after seeing the mist and immediately pulled the alarm, which was a super-sized bell, hanging on a wooden pole outside the cockpit.

The bell rang incessantly.

Everyone was awoken by the noise and noticed the mist ahead.

Lu Chen instantly opened his eyes, gathered his blanket, and stood up with Su Mo, "It’s the miasma."

Su Mo nodded in agreement, "And it’s this thick before we even reach Southern Island."

He immediately instructed all his subordinates to take the Miasma Clearing Medicine, and Yang Jianguo was also forced to swallow one by Jianxiong.

Following Jianxiong onto the deck, his voice somewhat anxious, "The sudden fog in this area could be troublesome!"

Lu Chen asked, "How so?"

"Beneath this sea area, there are countless uncharted reefs, avoiding them won’t be easy!" Yang Jianguo was frantically pacing on the deck.

This news was indeed disastrous.

Lu Chen looked back and asked the Spiritual Superpower User standing aside, "Can you detect them?"

"Yes," the man nodded.

Lu Chen, "Help him."

Yang Jianguo hurriedly led the people away.

The large fog was drawing closer to them, eventually engulfing both ships entirely.

Once inside the fog, with his vision obstructed, Yang Jianguo was nearly blinded.

Even though he had visited this sea and land area many times before the apocalypse, the compass was malfunctioning, and although the Spiritual Superpower User helped him to avoid the reefs, the meandering route could also cause him to lose direction.

Since entering the fog, Lu Chen’s gaze was fixed straight ahead; the pitch-black large ship beside them had long vanished from sight.

In the foggy haze, Su Mo on the ship could no longer see clearly anyone beyond two meters, indicating the dense concentration of the miasma.

The wind seemed to have stopped in this area.

Yang Jianguo kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead until he finally had to stop the ship.

After Lu Chen looked up at the immobile weather vane on top of the cabin roof, he met Yang Jianguo’s hesitant eyes, "Lost."

He stated it confidently.

Yang Jianguo nodded, "The fog is too thick, all the indicators are malfunctioning, and we still need to avoid the reefs, I really am out of ideas."

He was also getting older and couldn’t remember these twisted and winding routes.

Even with a map, after all these turns, he couldn’t figure out where anything was anymore.

Lu Chen furrowed his brows and walked directly into the cockpit, where he spread out a map. The Spiritual Superpower User stood beside him, shaking his head, "Without a clear route pointed out, I can’t recognize it either, I can only avoid reefs."

Lu Chen laid his hands on the map, then suddenly took out a pen and started drawing above the sea area on the map.

Su Mo watched him continuously tracing routes, marveling secretly; he had actually remembered all the detours they took since entering the fog.

Only when his last stroke stopped did Lu Chen sift through his thoughts once more before he picked up the map and said coldly, "I say, you drive."

Yang Jianguo placed his hands on the steering wheel and nodded, "Ah, okay."

In the dense fog, the ships slowly moved forward, Lu Chen, relying on his remarkable memory, accurately remembered the original path every time the Spiritual Power Superpower User needed to detour around a reef.