Chapter 8 Jingyuan and the Mini Map

Jingyuan pressed his hands on the blocking wall, pushed hard, staggered, his back collided with the floor-to-ceiling window, and fell to the balcony.

Damn, I almost fell from the seventh floor!

He patted his chest and gasped habitually.

Damn it, is it sleepwalking?

He clearly pushed up the French window last night. Xiaobai is just a lame dog and there is no way he could open this window. Could something else have sneaked into this room?

The moment he realized this possibility, he immediately stood up and ran back into the house, holding the pistol tightly.

The black muzzle moved around, but now his vision was so poor that there was a blurry outline five meters away, and he couldn't even see the interior of the room clearly.

Although he was also 500 degrees myopic before time travel, he had glasses at that time and had never felt so inconvenient.

Calm down, Kyung-won, calm down!

His back was pressed against the wall, ensuring that if something really attacked, it would only appear directly in front of him.

"Woof!"

Xiaobai's sudden cry frightened Jingyuan so much that he almost didn't pull the trigger. Fortunately, his body's instinct prevented him from such a dangerous behavior.

But again, Xiaobai's cry made him realize something.

He could know Xiaobai's position without looking. It was in the corner of the balcony on his left. From his perspective close to the corner, it was impossible for him to see there, but he knew clearly.

Which direction is Xiaobai going?

Xiaobai's footsteps, breathing, and the unique smell coming from his hair. All kinds of information formed a vivid image in his mind.

Suddenly, a line of text flashed in my mind.

Skill [Hunting]: You can track down injured prey.

Only then did Jingyuan realize what kind of skill [Hunting] was.

The space and range of being able to pursue injured prey is probably extremely wide. The real meaning of the [Hunting] skill is that he can accurately locate the living creatures around him through his sense of smell and hearing. Once he remembers a living creature

He even locates his prey at great distances based on its scent.

[Hunting] brought him the ability to perceive his surroundings without the need for vision.

Even in darkness without light, he can move freely.

Yes, vision can be discarded for him now.

Realizing this, he closed his eyes and focused all his attention on his nose and ears.

He smelled the ashes left after the candles burned out, the mixed smell of blood and sweat from the clothes he changed, the rust from the bedroom windows, the moldy dust on the sheets, all kinds of smells drew lines in his mind

.

Not only that, the sound of the breeze blowing, the sound of the window in the bedroom with the handle missing, the sound of the squirming of the little white muscles. Various sounds color the blank spaces between the lines.

He seemed to be overlooking every corner from God's perspective, and every room in this house was under his control.

All fear comes from the unknown. When Jingyuan knew this room well, the fear disappeared.

He gradually calmed down, and his posture when holding the gun became relaxed and easy-going.

He adapted to this new "perspective" and walked forward slowly, holding the pistol in his right hand. The fingers of his left hand brushed against the TV hanging on the wall and the vase on the dining table. Every object he touched could

Correspond to the picture in his mind.

As someone who has played real-time strategy games, Jingyuan quickly learned how to use this "mini map" and didn't find it too awkward.

He came to the place on the "mini map" shrouded in the "fog of war" with vigilance - those closed black boxes: refrigerators, cabinets and storage drawers.

He opened the refrigerator door, opened every drawer, under the bed, in the cupboard, and even the toilet pipes, and carefully explored every corner using [Hunting].

The result was nothing.

There is no smell of outside intruders in this room. What Jingyuan can smell and hear is only his and Xiaobai's breath, and the whine of the room that is about to age to death - except for the rust and wood rust.

There is no other special sound like the decaying sound of furniture.

The "mini map" is already very bright, and there are no traces of intrusion.

He opened the door himself, while he was sleeping.

Realizing this, he couldn't help but feel frightened and almost committed suicide.

He doesn't want to die yet, at least not today.

[Zombie] is an entry in the status bar. Since it is a status, it means that it can be lifted.

He still has a chance to transform into a human, regain his sense of taste, and return to his normal body.

Although he doesn't know what the chance is, at least he has hope in his heart. If he has hope, he will look forward to tomorrow.

He wants to live and build a home in this apocalyptic world that can protect him from wind and rain and allow him to sleep safely. It is best to have electricity and electric lights, enough water for him to bathe, and self-sufficiency in food.

Self-sufficient.

Then explore the locations marked with various icons on the map, and you may be able to find an opportunity to transform back into a human being.

For this purpose, he must understand why he ran to the balcony by himself.

With a vague guess in his mind, he opened the map, clicked on the character's profile picture, and checked his own data.

As expected, the [Tired] column disappeared, and the [Moderate Injury] also became mild.

When I opened my trouser legs, I saw that the white wound that was still bloody and fleshy last night was mostly healed.

He slowly walked to the balcony and where the sun shone, and that warm and comfortable feeling appeared again.

The answer is obvious, it is sunshine. He instinctively pursues the sunshine, and bathing in the sunshine makes him feel more comfortable.

This body longs for sunlight like a shipwrecked traveler in the desert longs for water.

When the sun rose and the first ray of sunlight penetrated the floor-to-ceiling windows and shone on his face, he instinctively moved towards the position of the sun in his sleep.

It was he who pushed open the floor-to-ceiling windows just to soak in more sunlight. He also leaned out of the balcony to soak in the sunlight. He almost fell in because he wanted his whole body to be enveloped by the sunlight.

It was so comfortable and warm that even Jingyuan, who had woken up, couldn't help but stretch out his hand toward the sun.

The time came to noon, 12:21, and Jingyuan finished his sunbathing.

The injury on his foot was almost recovered. Sunlight could heal his injury, but at the same time it gave him a strong sense of hunger. He opened another can of luncheon meat and drank half a bottle of water to suppress the feeling of hunger.

Bloodthirsty desire.

It seems that from now on, he must sleep in a closed room, otherwise his desire for sunlight will cause his body to act involuntarily.

But he shouldn't be exposed to too much sun. It's not clear what effect this will have on him.

He repaired it a little, looked at the map, and decided to take advantage of the sunny day to explore the location of the "treasure box" and "container."

Food and water are urgently needed supplies in a short period of time and must be replenished quickly.
Chapter completed!