Chapter 163 Jingyuan and Body Memory

The thick dark clouds finally dispersed, and it was already dusk, and the blood-colored sunlight sprayed down.

Among the numerous buildings, Jingyuan opened his arms and stood on the rooftop, bathing in the sunshine.

At this time, he was completely different from before. First of all, the short hair that he often took care of had grown into messy long hair. It was shocking to see that there were large and small criss-crossing wounds on his body. Through the two deepest wounds under his ribs, he was completely different from before.

Wounds, you can even see his wriggling internal organs.

It was not the bright red beating internal organs of a normal person, but a strange gray color, and the flesh and blood around the wound showed this color.

He couldn't feel the pain of the wound, and the bacteria were squirming to block the wound. He felt very comfortable bathing in the sun, and the injury was recovering quickly.

How many days have passed like this? He didn't count it, but it felt like it had been a long, long time, so long that he was used to it.

He spent every day fighting and dodging, and mutants would come to him every day. One or two were no match for him, but sometimes the number would be very large. He could see the movement tracks of the mutants. Once he saw them,

If a large-scale mutant group approaches, he will quickly avoid it.

He can easily avoid these guys who are following him, and at the same time, he will look for opportunities to find lone mutants, kill them and devour them to improve his abilities.

Every day is spent like this, spent in fighting and avoiding.

There may be very little food and water that humans can eat, but food and water that monsters can eat are everywhere.

At this time, he was in a group of buildings near the edge of the city. There were many seven-story walk-up apartment buildings in the old city style. Green ivy climbed up the mottled walls, which was too much.

Dense buildings cause places outside high-rise buildings to have poor lighting, are dark and damp, and are covered with tree shades and moss.

Jingyuan opened his mind so that his skin could be exposed to more sunlight. Whenever the sun came out, his injuries would recover faster and his physical strength would improve a bit.

He remembers the memories of the past, the details of when he was born, how he grew up, went to school, took the high school entrance examination, the college entrance examination and then graduated and worked, his hobbies, why he was happy and why he was sad.

Men's organs and women's organs are completely different. Naturally, the brain structure and thinking composition are also completely different.

What suits him is right. The only rule in this world is that the weak eat the strong, and strength is the truth.

But he just remembered it, as if something was slowly killing him in the past. He had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but even if he knew it, he didn't want to change anything, or find a way to return to the past state.

There is no destination, wandering around like a ghost in the night, sometimes stopping to eat.

As the night progressed, he felt tired, and unknowingly, he wandered closer to the city center.

If he is the most powerful, then whatever he says will be right.

The scenery nearby gave him a strange sense of familiarity. In his memory, he had never been here before. Could it be from this body?

This body control skill has brought him a lot of help.

He was surrounded in a narrow alley, and the mutants attacked in an orderly manner, almost leaving him there.

The previous period was very smooth. He relied on sneak attacks and grabbing orders, and his physical strength and the number of bacteria in his body were constantly improving. But from a certain day, these mutants began to move in small groups and no longer allowed him to catch orders.

Opportunities, it seems they are also learning and improving.

He has hardly been injured because the information he has so far has not made any mistakes. Even now, he can see the movement trajectory of the mutant.

There was no need to worry about food, there was food everywhere. He discovered that in the past, he didn't actually have to worry about food and water.

He will definitely turn these guys who are chasing after them into nutrients for his growth. He will eat them and eat the things that control these guys. Then he will make the rules.

Open places are more dangerous. Only by going to high places, places with many buildings and complex terrain, can he avoid them better.

He acted on instinct, almost forgetting how he lived as a human being.

He has no destination or goal, he just follows his instincts, and his thinking is chaotic.

He was basking in the sun and always paying attention to the movements of the mutants. He could not completely get rid of these guys.

Jingyuan couldn't find a good opportunity to take action. If he takes action forcefully, he will be surrounded. This is how the wounds on his body were caused. At the same time, more than ten mutants surrounded him and tried to tear him apart.

Even if his combat power has increased several times compared to the past, it is still difficult to face a large number of enemies at the same time, but there is no way to hide. It seems that the opponent can see his movement trajectory, but cannot accurately locate it, and the mutants are always there.

Hovering near him.

The difference between him and human beings is definitely much greater than the difference between men and women. It is wrong to force oneself to live in the "right" way. Besides, who can stipulate what is the "right" life?

He thinks it's pretty good now. After all, his body structure is no longer that of a human being. Even the thinking gap between humans is huge. Generally speaking, men and women have two different minds.

creature.

As night fell, and he was recovering from his injuries, he hid in the darkness, looking for food.

In the night, he kept shuttling between buildings.

In addition to the seven-story apartment building, there are higher-rise buildings a little further away. They are only one street away from the old city, but they look completely different.

He was always paying attention to the movements of the mutants, looking for opportunities to take action.

Why does he have to live like a human being? Why does he have to wear clean clothes? Why does he still care about the things he cared about in the past?

Sometimes he still wonders how he masters those complex skills, such as gun assembly and gun maintenance, as well as precise marksmanship and conditional firing fighting skills.

At first, he thought it was muscle memory, but in fact, from the night he swallowed the "snake gallbladder", his body structure was no longer the original one. Just like the martial arts novels, he really did

Really master these skills.

He stopped and observed the surrounding scenery. It was a very ordinary old and shabby old community. The cold moonlight shone on the security booth at the entrance of the community. But standing in front of this door, he had the idea of ​​going in and taking a look.

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Then go in and see, he will do whatever he wants to do now.
Chapter completed!