Chapter 166 Capital and Refresh Rate

Jingyuan found the clothes he wore in the photo, a white shirt and a pair of black trousers with a belt.

The man riding a motorcycle in the photo is high-spirited and has his white shirt tucked into his waistband. He looks like a handsome man in a Hong Kong and Taiwan drama from the last century.

Jingyuan dusted himself off a little, put on his clothes again, went to the bathroom, faced the mirror, shaped a pair of sharp scissors, and cut his messy hair into a short crop.

There is no need for him to wear clothes, but there are many things in the world that are unnecessary. There is no need to wash your hair every day, there is no need to take care of yourself every day, there is no need to celebrate festivals or birthdays, there is no need for anything with a sense of ritual.

Necessary, but it was these things that made him realize that he was a human being.

Maybe the clothes he was wearing would soon become tattered, but at least now, standing in front of the mirror, he felt that he really looked like the man in the photo.

Just then, he heard the sound of a plane passing by in the sky.

It was deafening. This was not the first time he heard the sound of an airplane during this period. About two or three times, he felt the sound of airplanes passing by in the sky, not just fighter jets, but also helicopters.

This city, which has not been visited for a long time, has become a bit noisy recently.

He didn't know what the situation was. Through the map, he could only see the situation of the monsters.

How are Tang Xue and Xiaobai doing now? Where is Xiaoyun'er and what happened to her?

After regaining his feelings, he thought about such things.

He no longer has no destination or goal, he has something he wants to do again.

He took the photo out of the frame and put it in the album.

If he meets that ghost again who has lost a lot of memories, Jingyuan wants to show him this photo album, which might help him recall something.

Before Jingyuan came to this house, there was no trace of anyone moving, and probably even the macho man didn't find a chance to return to his home.

Although he knew that the real name of the tough guy was Ji Shou, Jingyuan was still used to calling him "the tough guy".

Because he was indeed a real man, and his heart was much stronger than his own. Ask yourself, if he were allowed to live in this desolate city for six years as a human being, he might not be able to persevere.

It was only two or three months before he couldn't stand it any longer.

Moreover, this city is still a completely unfamiliar and emotionless city to him. He can look at everything that has been destroyed without any psychological burden, treating these as scenery and even settings in the game.

For the macho man, memories are everywhere here. Seeing the streets and neighborhoods he is familiar with turn into doomsday scenes, and seeing the good things he has experienced shine brightly with his own eyes is an even more painful experience. He is in this kind of pain and despair.

Among them, he still lives strongly, alone.

Even the tenacity he retained in his body affected Jingyuan, pulling Jingyuan back from the edge of the dividing line between humans and monsters.

Jingyuan recalled his feelings over the past ten days, and felt a chill in his heart. His mind turned into another creature completely. It was not a human named "Jingyuan", but a walking zombie driven by bacteria, and

The only difference between other walking zombies is that its head contains some memory fragments that are meaningless to it.

This situation had never happened before he "evolved".

The time when your thinking is clearest is actually the time when you are weakest at the beginning.

At that time, he had so many emotions that he thought about it for a long time in that bathroom.

The more he increased the number of flora in his body, the more his way of thinking changed.

As his strength increases, he gradually transforms into another creature.

It is absolutely impossible for a frog to have a human mind, but what if there is a way to put a human mind into a frog's body, and a frog's mind into a human body?

Variety?

Does consciousness determine form, or form determines consciousness? This is something difficult to prove.

In the past, humans have discovered "wolf children". Children who were raised by wolves since childhood have the habits of wolves. They howl like wolves at night and eat like wolves.

They walked on all fours and had sharp and pointed teeth. When they ate meat, they threw the meat on the ground and they tore it with their teeth.

As the wolf boy grew up in a group of animals, his body seemed to have changed as well.

They feel that they are animals, so it also affects their bodies.

Jingyuan feels that he is a human being. He hopes that he can survive like a human being, instead of adapting to this body and becoming a "wolf". He wants to make this body adapt to his mind, rather than his mind adapting to it.

Body.

This is something that urgently needs to be solved at the moment. He has a feeling that the emotions that have emerged again are just short-lived. It is due to the body's memory that stimulates his emotions, just like a balloon that is blown up. Even if it is blown up,

Tie the balloon where no one can touch it. If you don't pop it, the originally bulging balloon will gradually deflate and collapse over time.

His emotions are like gas in a balloon. If he doesn't make changes while he is still conscious, he will soon become the same as before.

At that time, "he" will only remember that he wants to maintain human emotions, but will not do so, because it does not matter to "him".

It is necessary to isolate some of the flora in the body. The reason why he is like this is because of these molds. If there are less molds in the body, he may be able to maintain human thinking.

But doing so will greatly reduce his combat effectiveness.

He faces a dilemma. He is hunted by mutants for some unknown reason. If he separates the flora in his body, he may die, but if he doesn't, his emotions will still be killed bit by bit.

, in that case, it is no different from death. The newly born thing is not him at all.

It seems that death is the end of the road and there is no choice.

He looked at the virtual map and hesitated whether he should take advantage of the moment to cut off part of the flora in his body.

But suddenly, he heard dense vibrations coming from all directions. The sound was numb.

He discovered something strange. The mutant icon on the map had not moved for almost ten minutes.

While he was doubting, the map seemed to have just reacted. It flashed and he saw his position. Dozens of mutants surrounded him. Then the map stopped at this second and stopped changing.

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He immediately understood what was going on. The refresh rate of the map in his eyes had changed, from real-time tracking refresh to every ten minutes.

He believed too much in this inexplicable "system", thinking that it was a benefit from the time-travelers and that he would never make mistakes.
Chapter completed!