187 Unexpected Things, When Coincidence became a Serious Matter (1/2)

Day 21 – 11:49 AM – Abandoned Campsite, Unknown Riverside

This creature looking like a blob made of red jelly was something really unprecedented. To observe it further, Mark looked around the ruined campsite and found a rectangular microwavable plastic container to put the blob inside. The blob was not large and could likely fit even in a small bowl. Mark started poking it with a finger and even Amihan joined in flying around the container while being cautious that it might attack her again.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

Fortunately, it did attack not anymore. Although it was moving, it did not make any large movement after it was converted by Mark's blood and changed in color. The largest movement it made was when it coiled its tentacle around Mark's finger when he was poking it. There was no danger and any ill intent at the action of the blob. Rather, Mark felt that it was somehow looking for affection.

It was a really strange creature and Mark could not think of anything what it might have been. The only things he could assure were that the blob was alive, its body was made of jelly like blood and it had its own consciousness akin to a domesticated animal. That third assumption made Mark think if this blob was something like a dog or cat that became like this due to unknown reasons. This was due to him considering where the animals in the city might have gone to when the outbreak struck.

The third assumptions had holes though. After all, it only behaved docile when it absorbed Mark's [Blood Whip] and it actually tried to attack Amihan when she tried to approach it before. Mark tried to look around the river if there were other blobs like this. Since there was one, there could be others. Unfortunately, he did not find any.

”Amihan, can you fly following the flow of the river and see if there are others like this stuck somewhere?”

Mark asked the little Sylph while pointing at the blob in front of them.

”Heh?! But…”

She hesitated. Mark knew what she was worrying about.

”Just fly in the middle of the river and not too close to the water so you can see if there are dangers around. Fly back to me immediately if you encounter danger or if you see any of these things.”

”Uuuuhhh. Yes.”

She dejectedly fluttered away following the river flow.

Mark saw her fly away and prepared to catch fish for lunch. Since there was already firewood gathered around the campfire in the middle of the ruined campsite, it would be easier to cook it here.

He looked around and found a large rock to sit on while overseeing a deep part of the river where the fish would swim by from time to time.

While he sat there waiting, a rather large fish more than a foot in length swam near him. He sneakily outstretched his right arm and a [Blood Whip] protruded out of his palm. The tip of the whip turned into an icepick shape with two small backward hooks before turning into metal. Only the tip of the icepick and the surface of the handle were metal. The insides of the handle were rather rough and hollow with a few inside protruding hooks making it possible for the [Blood Whip] to hold unto it. If he turned the whole tip into metal after it took that shape, it would end up detaching from the whip and fall down into the river.

After taking shape, the whip was launched like a spear plunging into the river water. Mark was not worried that the blood whip would get washed off since it was sturdy enough to be able to be used to constrict his targets. This blood when outside his body was in semi-solid state with a rather tough outer layer after all.

The metal icepick pierced through the body of the fish and the hooks locked it on place. Mark then retracted the [Blood Whip] taking the caught fish out of the water. Looking at the appearance of the fish, Mark was sure that it was Lobed River Mullet, also known as 'The President's fish. He had never tasted a fish like this before because it was rather too expensive.

It was a luxury food before the outbreak and he never thought of having the chance to eat something like this now. He was only looking for fish to eat but to think that what he caught first was an expensive one. Considering the size and weight, it should be around three kilograms. A single kilogram of this fish back in the old times was around five thousand pesos. That price could already buy two hundred fifty packs of instant ramen.

The only pity was that he could only roast this luxury fish over a campfire…

Mark caught two more large fishes before returning to the camp. The fishes were not mullets though but milkfishes.

”Uwaaaaa!!! HELP!!!”

He then heard Amihan crying for help. She was flying towards him at fast speed while there was a large duck, no, a Grebe chasing after her. The sylph hurriedly circled around Mark before hiding behind him while Mark raised his arm towards the Grebe.

Despite seeing Mark, the Grebe did not look afraid and continued to charge over. It seemed that it was enraged for some reason. Opening his palm, Mark released three [Blood Whips] towards the Grebe. Seeing the whips closing in, the bird panicked and tried to fly back but the force behind its charge did not let it do so.

The whips coiled around the Grebe and turned into metal almost instantly. The Grebe fell down on the rocky riverside not being able to move a muscle. It was still alive but it was greatly terrified quacking continuously. In the end, Mark also coiled a whip around its beak and turned it into metal muffling the Grebe's cries.

Looking at the Grebe that was afraid, Mark was sure that it was not a bird that turned feral after Evolution.

”What happened? I don't think that it's something that will attack like that.”

Mark asked Amihan who still have tears on her face. It seemed that her trauma about getting chased by enlarged animals and insects deepened even more.