Several minutes later, Ye Lian and the others had already gathered all the virus gel from the mutated snakes.
Looking at their bulging pockets, one could tell that the harvest was plentiful.
It was then that Ling Mo cleared his throat and opened his arms, a helpless expression on his face as he said, "Lu Lu, um... can you let go of me now?"
"Snake... snake..."
Normally stoic and icy-faced, Lucy was now clinging to Ling Mo, shivering violently.
But her tremors not only added more weight for Ling Mo to bear but also brought certain parts of her body closer to his.
"Don't worry, there are no snakes left, they've all been dealt with," Ling Mo said.
Lucy lay on Ling Mo's shoulder, cautiously listened for a while, then nervously opened her eyes a slit.
When she saw all the snake corpses on the ground, she tightened her grip around Ling Mo's neck and screamed.
A few seconds later, she slowly came back to her senses and cautiously opened one eye again to take another peek.
