Chapter 181 Snow (Part 1)

Jingyuan walked in the endless snowfield. The snow covered his knees, making every step he took extremely difficult.

He looked up at the sky. Above his head was the gray Milky Way. A huge white moon hung in the sky. There was no color. Everything was pale and still. Even the snow falling from the sky was still.

It was as if someone had pressed the pause button. The originally colorful world turned gray and white, and all the stars stopped rotating. In this world, he felt a boundless loneliness. As far as he could see, there was only snow.

, it’s freezing everywhere.

Stretching out his hand, he could hold the snowflakes in front of him. The cold moonlight shone down, and the crystal edges were very beautiful. Lying in the palm of his hand, it was so fragile that it would break into powder with a light poke of his finger.

He had another strange dream. This strange scene could not be reality. He knew he was dreaming because he had been walking on the snowy field for a long time and did not feel tired or cold.

Everything here was silent, even when he stepped forward on the snow, it was silent. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak and shout, but he couldn't make a sound.

In addition to the pause button, someone also pressed the mute button.

It was a really weird dream. In the dream, his consciousness was very clear. He knew that he was dreaming, but he couldn't control everything in the dream.

He seemed to be trapped, trapped in this white world, and wanted to get out, but the scenery was the same in all directions.

He couldn't find where to go back or where to go. Everything was so samey and monotonous, which made people feel scared and irritated.

Where is the exit? Where can I see different scenery?

At least let him see a place different from the snowfield, but he walked for a long time and moved forward with difficulty, but he couldn't find even a bare tree.

He squatted down and tried to dig down the snow, but the snow could not be dug to the end. He could not pull out his feet and could not leave the snow. In this silent mime, all he could feel was the boundless

Lonely.

When will he reach his end? I'm really afraid that he will be trapped here forever. That would be even more terrifying than death.

He continued to move forward, but suddenly, a blizzard blew up, the wind howled, and knife-like snowflakes cut into his face.

Then the earth collapsed and the world became dark. He fell in the void and kept falling, falling.

He woke up suddenly, as if he was covered in cold sweat.

There was still darkness in his field of vision. He smelled the unique smell of sewers, and a ball of foamy soft mold rubbed against the tip of his nose. His head was in a narrow cavity, and the parts below his head were soaked in sticky water.

In the liquid, it looks like a person floating on the sea, lying on his back.

This liquid has extremely strong buoyancy and high density. Even if the depth is less than 1.5 meters, it still holds him up.

He remembered what had happened. It seemed that he was still alive and had escaped from a desperate situation.

The feeling of struggling in despair still existed in his heart, but it was followed by joy that he had won the battle.

He tried to move his body. The sewer was very narrow, only about 1.6 meters tall at most. He missed the feeling of being down to earth and didn't want to float in a thick liquid.

I don’t know how much time has passed, but his leg injury has not recovered yet.

These liquids belong to a guard's bodily fluids. They are the life like blood river that he saw before it rained. It is the monster born in Zhoushan City Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

The fungus tree at No. 1 High School in Zhoushan City uses vines to connect the bodies of zombies as a hotbed for cultivating bacterial colonies. But this one is different. It wraps zombies with body fluids. Among these fluids, there is a component that can paralyze nerves.

It can make the wrapped creature lose the ability to move like a disabled person with a broken spine.

At the same time, these liquids have the same function as "nutrient solutions", which can transmit nutrients and suck out the inner organisms.

He was in it and survived by relying on the nutrients provided by the body fluids. His injuries had partially recovered, and his left hand and neck could be twisted, but the parts below the thigh were still damaged.

It is too difficult to heal such a wound. The bones are shattered and the muscle tissue is necrotic. Just trying to put those cracked bone fragments back together is a process that makes me feel helpless. Perhaps after amputation, it would be better to replace the legs with another pair.

Wise choice.

His body can perform this kind of limb replacement operation, but if the non-original legs need to be synchronized and connected, it will take a lot of time. He has to control the flora in his body to cover the new legs, just like

It's like chewing. Only by thoroughly chewing every tissue inside can you move around smoothly.

Moreover, it is difficult to reach its original level in strength and requires a long period of running-in.

This is not a theory, but comes from practice. He has experienced many injuries such as broken hands and feet before. In his "monster mind", he tried to connect the body parts of other mutants, but the results were not original.

It’s easy to use, but it takes a lot of time and energy to synchronize.

The original hand is broken, just glue it on and repair it. It is much better than other substitutes.

But as far as the current situation is concerned, it may be a better choice to amputate both legs and replace them with a pair, and then find a suitable right hand to wear.

He had to adjust his physical condition first. He didn't want to remain paralyzed like this.

Although he has survived the crisis, it is only temporary. He does not know what is waiting for him later. This "battle of kings" is not over yet. He also faces other problems at the same time, coming from himself, how to maintain his integrity.

Human emotions and self.

I don’t know how long the balloon that was accidentally inflated can last.

To protect himself, he faces not only physical crises, but also to ensure that his emotions are not killed.

But those are things for another day. The body is the capital of revolution, and the first thing is to recuperate.

He thought that if he amputated the leg, he would just cut off the part below the calf. As for the replacement, well, that was a problem, and it would take some effort to get it.

In the darkness, he planned what to do next.

But suddenly there was a drill-like sound above his head, which was extremely harsh, as if an earth drilling machine was desperately drilling down to his position.

Before he could react, the sewer entrance had been dug. Only a few seconds passed between the sound of the sound and the first ray of sunlight shining through the gap.

The sudden strong light made him uncomfortable and he could only close his eyes. Among the scattered golden light, there was a hazy human shape.

I couldn't see her face clearly for a while, but I had a very familiar feeling, like an old friend reunited.
Chapter completed!