200 The Crashed Airbus, Entering the Most Disgusting Place He had Ever Seen (1/2)

Day 23 – 8:11 AM – Ungos River, Barangay Daraitan, Tanay, Rizal

Reaching the riverside near the barrio took him lesser time than yesterday since he was familiar with the way already. Mark totally did not expect that the red blobs would come from the airplane but thinking about it, it was not really strange at all. Even though there was no evidence, it was not hard to assume that the airplanes, no, not only the airplanes but probably all of the air transport vehicles or might even be birds and the like, were suddenly exposed to absurd amounts of Mutagen when the meteoroids struck the atmosphere.

Due to Mutagen being a cause of mutation, a sudden exposure to high amounts of it might have led to the extreme transformations to the exposed people and animals. With this thought, Mark started to suspect that the dangerous looking infected inside the barrio actually came from this airplane. The possibility of that being the case was very high.

”Amihan, you stay here and hide.”

”Yes…”

Mark made the little sylph hide further away as he investigated the vicinity of the airplane. This time, Amihan did not say anything and agreed immediately. It seemed that she also felt something wrong about the airplane. He was also the same. Although the airplane looked normal outside with the exception of its damaged parts, he could feel a swelling disgust in his stomach as he moved closer. It was a very strange feeling but he could not explain where it was coming from.

Amihan flew away hiding behind a tree in the furthest corner of the orchard at the riverside. This orchard was just next to the area or the barrio where he cleaned up the infected yesterday. The orchard was the place separating that area from the crashed plane.

Since the little sylph had already hidden herself, Mark started to approach the airplane closer. He lowered himself as he cautiously observed the area around the huge airplane.

There was the dried up pile of blobs under the suspended airplane. The pile could not really be called blobs anymore as they all looked like deformed agar-agar bars with brownish red color. Furthermore, there was not only this pile but there were a lot of scattered dried blobs around the area. How many blobs were here? Mark could not estimate the exact number but it was likely that it was over a hundred.

Maybe due to the number of the red blobs here, the riverside, mostly the stones and soil, was covered in reddish colored mycorrhiza like webs. With the exception of the running river water, the area at the approximate vicinity beneath the airplane was transformed into something else. The place was really eye-catching but he did not manage to see it yesterday when he searched for the Barrio due to the difference in elevation of the terrain. Although he could see the airplane yesterday, he could not see the terrain below it as he did not try to approach.

Not only that, but the place reeked with the smell of iron. Even though Mark uses blood as his main ability as a Mutator, even he could not help but frown as he smelled the thick unpleasant odor. The stench of blood was nauseating and too strong that it did not smell like blood anymore but smelled more like metal that started to get corroded with acid.

As he approached even closer, he tested stepping on the red mycorrhiza that covered the riverside with caution. He did not feel anything strange as he stepped on it aside from the rocks covered with it being slightly sticky and slippery. As he felt no danger yet, he continued to approach the plane through the red colored riverside.

Looking around, it seemed that the state of the dried up blobs were different. Some were totally dried and wrinkled while there were those that were still wet. There were also blobs that looked new but very little in number.

Mark's eyes then lit up. He felt two tugging sensations in his blood as he continued to move closer to the airplane. One was coming from under the airplane while the other unfortunately, seemed to have come from the airplane.

'So… These blobs came from inside the airplane?'

He thought as he felt the second source.

These sensations was similar to what he felt when he saw the first blob getting washed up by the river current. For sure, these two sensations came from two living blobs. He hurried towards the one under the airplane as he could feel that it was rather weak. While approaching, he kept on monitoring the airplane in case that something suddenly popped out while he was distracted.

As he approached, he could not help but notice that almost all windows of the airplane facing his side was actually broken. Strange enough, each window was blocked with something like a film of disgusting and pulsing flesh. He could even see the blood stains on the flesh that covered the windows.

It was then that the flesh covering one of the windows moved and a hole was opened. This sudden movement made Mark freeze in place and heighten his alertness. What he did not expect was that it was not an attack. From the hole, a red blob came out and splattered unto the rocky riverside. Fortunately, it was not a living blob or it might have been a waste. After dumping out the dead blob, the hole on the flesh that covered the window closed once more in a disgusting manner.

This made Mark sure that these blobs came from the airplane and it just showed why there were blobs getting carried downstream and why a lot of blobs piled up in the riverside under the airplane.

Mark found the living blob under the plane without danger. When he approached, the blob was not moving and he could feel that it was very weak. It was dying. Without hesitation, a [Blood Whip] extended out of his palm and he pierced that blob as it did not even try to extend a tentacle towards him.

As the [Blood Whip] pierced it, the color of the blob started to change like how the first blob reacted to his. He could feel that it was getting stronger and started to recover from its dying state. When he carefully picked it up with both hands, it actively extended two tentacles which it curled on his hands and it started to rub its jelly like body in his palms.

'It seemed like these blobs also had different personalities.'