Chapter 121 Jingyuan and Ghost

Jingyuan pried open the can and ate it with a spoon.

He sat on the rotten sofa and stared at the vine seedling.

This is a seedling growing from a mango core. It is swaying slightly. After Jingyuan entered the room, its short and thin vines began to squirm inexplicably.

Jingyuan took out the eggplant knife and thought about cutting down the little seedling.

He had seen the predatory way of the big mango seedling. It was not a harmless plant, and although it did not seem to be very dangerous, it was of little use to him.

While he was thinking, he suddenly realized that these vines seemed to be arranged in some orderly manner.

Because, those three intertwined vines placed a word on the table.

He was not sure whether it was a word or not. The vine was still squirming. He put down the can in his hand and was attracted by this strange scene. He moved closer to the table and looked at the trajectory of the vine carefully.

They move very slowly, but they do move in a certain order.

After more than ten seconds, the vines bent into a word, "Su". After a slight pause for a few seconds, the vines began to squirm again. Jingyuan frowned. He didn't know what this strange scene was about. Could it be that this

Will a seedling still think like a human being, or even learn to write?

The second word gradually appeared, "wake up", "wake up", what does this mean?

He took out the pistol from his waist, flipped the safety, pointed the gun at the vine, and kept a certain distance from it.

Then it squirmed again and changed into other words.

This time it changes much faster. It was so slow just now. How can I put it, it's like there is a delay in the network.

"I" Jingyuan read out the word, "no", "yes", "enemy", "person",

"I'm not an enemy?" Jingyuan was stunned for a moment: "Can you see me pointing my gun at you? Or can you hear me?"

【√】, a small tick appeared on the desktop, and then it began to change.

Jingyuan slowly put down the gun and looked around, but there was silence all around, and the vines began to piece together words again.

【The main bacteria have awakened】

"Fung Master? What is that?" Jingyuan thought this scene was really weird. He was actually talking to a vine.

【Lord of Monsters】

"Who are you? How did you control this vine?" Jingyuan didn't believe that the seedling was talking to him. There must be something controlling the seedling, but the seedling did not answer his question.

【Away from the center】

[The fungus owner wants to be resurrected]

"Who the hell are you?" Jingyuan asked loudly.

【I am you.】

Jingyuan vaguely recognized the last sentence pieced together by the vines. Suddenly, the vines squirmed and retracted, whipping towards Jingyuan like a whip.

A very weak whip strike, Jingyuan held the eggplant sword and easily blocked the vine attack.

Jingyuan did not make any further attacks, but in the next second, the seedling withered, as if the water had been drained out in an instant. It became dry and fragile, and black juice flowed out of its body like blood.

seep out.

Jingyuan stared at this scene blankly, watching helplessly as the vine turned into a dead plant, unable to move anymore.

His back felt cold, as if he was being stared at by something, but he couldn't feel anything alive.

Could it be that the ghost was talking to him? But the ghost said "I am you"?

How could it be possible? It couldn't be him. He was standing right here, and those words were not the Chinese characters he was familiar with, but the words of this world.

Jingyuan felt that this place was a bit crowded, so he quickly put away his backpack and left 707 as if he was running away.

The fungus master, the master of monsters, the uneasiness in his heart continues to expand, and he increasingly feels that the city center is full of dangers. The calm at this moment is like a precursor to the coming storm.

Winter is coming to an end, and he has a premonition that when spring comes, there will be a "violent storm" sweeping through.

That cocoon and the inexplicable vines made his heart hang on the cliff.

He got on his bicycle and rushed home at full speed.

He was walking on a familiar road. He had walked this road dozens of times. It was a safe road without danger.

It should have been like this, but when he was passing through the neighborhood near Sanwei Bookstore, he suddenly felt something jumping on the eaves, constantly closing the distance to him, as if it was chasing him.

That guy was incredibly fast, faster than he was riding a bicycle.

He stopped his bicycle, holding a gun in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, and stared at the eaves, trying to see the guy clearly.

Now his vision is much better than before. The visual range is about 30 meters. It is a little blurry beyond that, but he can roughly see an outline.

A small shadow appeared on the burnt roof. It was a cat, a zombie cat that was wrapped in mycelium and seemed to be parasitized.

It stopped on the roof, sitting upright, sitting far away, not approaching, nor launching an attack.

It looked at it from a distance, as if it was monitoring.

Jingyuan took a look, hid under the eaves, took out his pistol, installed the silencer, and pulled the safety.

He quietly felt the movement of the zombie cat. After he left the zombie cat's sight, the cat started moving again and jumped on the house.

Those subtle vibrations were very clear in his perception. His guy seized the moment of leaping up, jumped out in one step, locked the zombie cat's head, and pulled the trigger.

--boom!

The bullet was shot, and the leaping shadow fell down and rolled down from the eaves.

Jingyuan didn't know if he was shot in the head, but he didn't go over to check. He got on his bicycle, pedaled, and quickly disappeared from the neighborhood.

Without stopping all the way, he left the city in a straight line, took a small road from the gas station on Xiuhu Avenue, and entered an area that has not yet been urbanized.

The tension in his heart weakened slightly, but his nerves were still tense. From time to time, he would look back to see if anything was following him.

Fortunately, nothing weirder happened, and the southern suburbs were as dead and silent as ever.

He looked at the trees on both sides of the road. When he passed here last time, there was still snow on the branches, but now the snow has fallen off.

Some bare branches have buds sprouting out, all indicating that spring is coming and the day when all things will revive is coming.

The frozen zombies and mutants are all waking up, and there are even more terrifying things that he has never seen before that are resurrecting.

His understanding of this world is still too shallow. The human world operates in the same way as the human world, and the monster world also operates in the same way as the monster world. However, he still knows nothing about the operation of the monster world.
Chapter completed!