"It's really changed..."

On the hometown-returning line, on a certain township-level special train, in a gymnasium in one carriage, several athletes in different clothes were sitting on the floor with mantras painted on it.

They are all young people, both male and female, some seem to be football players who have just finished exercising, some are pole vaulting, and some are dancing.

The upper half of his face was completely covered by a silver mask.

In the middle of the incantation is a large pot in which a foul-smelling, putrid crimson liquid is boiling.

Thin, thick, and broken bones sank inside.

Next to the cauldron, on the gymnasium ground that looked like a slaughterhouse, bloody clothes were scattered. There were school uniforms, apprentice skirts, formal suits, and coats.

"The power of the heart-eating monster has changed..."

One of the men wearing a black overalls said, and the others looked at him respectfully.

The lower half of the man's face was covered in blood red. When he opened his mouth to speak, his conspicuous red gums and dry, white and yellowed teeth were exposed, with red flesh and blood streaks hanging on them. His eyes were filled with black blood streaks.

.said to these close believers of mine:

"Devouring the heart is the way closer to the mind flayer's original intention. The heart-eating monster is the true form of the mind flayer's power. You must have experienced it, right?"

"Strength beyond mortals, stronger body, stronger recovery power, you have all experienced it, right?"

The emotions of the rest of the people were aroused.

One of the football players looked down at his feet and roared in a low voice: "Yes, that's right! In the past, I could only kick the legs of those little people who ran fast with my shovel, but now I can kill them directly."

The other person’s career, I have become stronger, there is no doubt about it!”

"Three of the sisters in the dance troupe had their ribs broken by my elbow. Is this strength?"

"..."

These frustrated athletes described the root causes of the recent series of "malignant events on the field" in cheerful and joyful tones, and the pursuit of strength filled their hearts.

The messy discussion lasted for a while.

In the end, everyone said to the man in black overalls with sincerity:

"Please guide us again, coach!"

"Hehehe..."

The coach's eyes revealed something cold:

"The hearts of normal people are no longer useful. The heart-eating monster is being affected by something and has been changed. It has turned into some kind of monster that needs to 'hunt evil people'. What does this mean? It means that we were actually correct in the past.

Otherwise, why would the ghost story change?"

"The previous dead were just necessary sacrifices. They were just sacrifices."

The coach preaches his philosophy:

"The world is about survival of the fittest, the law of the jungle. It means that through the accumulation of injustice, a life, a superman, is pushed to the realm of the strong, and then this superman can create fairness. Blessed are the eliminated ones, they will benefit the world forever;

Blessed are the poor, they are the fuel for a bright future, they are the dregs of a great empire.”

Following the coach's words, the expressions behind the masks of these athletes gradually became fanatical and excited.

"The same is true for sports. The strong are stronger, and the strong are stronger! Being hurt is a symbol of not being strong enough, and being able to be hurt is a symbol of being strong!"

"right!"

The frustrated athletes made noises of approval in agreement.

"...But, how should we continue to improve?"

These people are depressed people who, apart from punching the weak, are useless people without courage. The monster of the Heart-eating Monster now needs to kill enough evil people, but this kind of evil people are not easy for them to deal with.

.

They are not messengers of source power, they are just creatures with weapons stronger than ordinary people.

I heard their questions.

The coach showed a weird smile, slowly stretched out his hand, and the heart-eating monster's energy with rich blood flowed out of his wrist like blood.

Buzz!

The black and red lightsaber lights up.

A pair of eyes behind the mask revealed an emotion and light of unknown meaning.

Face these athletes meaningfully.

Stand up slowly:

"The heart-eating monster's current hunting range is the hearts of sinners."

He paused:

"The heart of a sinner who is evil enough, that is to say, does not require source power. Even a sinner without source power can do it. Of course, it is better if the heart is full of blood and energy, and it can push me to climb to a higher level."

Sizzle.

The black and red lightsaber made a greedy noise, as if it was growling "Eat them for me".

"Teach, coach?"

One of the athletes, a slender girl with a mouth full of blood, called out with a slightly trembling voice.

The coach looked at her and showed his usual kind smile:

"Survival of the fittest, the jungle of the jungle, a group of weak people pushing a strong one, this is a beautiful thing. On the eve of the realization of faith... why are you so afraid, or even want to run away?"

Blood spreads.

"..."

Hiss, click... click.

Dong Dong.

A head with a silver mask on the upper half of its face fell to the ground, its big black bloodshot eyes staring at the black-red light that was constantly waving.

"..."

…………

Dong-dong-dong, knock on the door.

"It's time to eat, are you still awake?"

Boom, boom, boom.

The cotton ball in a circle moved, and a pair of white feet poked out. They probed the air outside, and then retracted. Gwen stretched out his head from the quilt, yawned, and rubbed it for a while.

Red eyes: "Huita, if you knock on my door again, I will beat your belly like a drum."

"..."

There was silence outside the door, and then there was a click of the door opening. First Gray Tower's bear ears, and then that honest face, quietly entered the room.

It's Huita wearing a set of furry bear pajamas. Her belly looks like that of a pregnant woman, but a big hot water bottle can be seen protruding from the belly of her pajamas. The thick furry bear slippers look very warm. She is a

A guy who can definitely survive even if he's thrown into Siberia.

But the air now is much colder than in Siberia!

The Fellowship is experiencing the high carriage of Utopia, advancing at a height where you can almost kiss the clouds while standing outside, and will then enter the famous Blizzard Mountains... It is not a company that makes good games and then fails.

It's a real blizzard mountain where you can play the 'Icicle Game' while peeing outside.

This journey is estimated to take thirteen days.

What follows is also the coldest place to experience the entire utopia...

A mountainous area called the 'wind-chilled area'.

As we all know, although the size of Utopia is very astonishing, it is indeed a huge train. In many areas, it is necessary to arrange enough 'air suction vents' for internal cooling of the car body. Just like the air-cooling fan of a computer, the handle

It feels cold when you put it in the back. The size and size of Utopia means that the temperature of the entire area is only about minus ten degrees all year round. Coupled with the layout of the wind tower...

It can only be said that the fellow villagers will have to experience miserable cold weather in the future.

"Hiss..." Gray Tower Xiongxiong kept rubbing his hands and said to Gwen, who turned into a quilt slime, "dinner is ready, come out to eat quickly."

Gwen puffed up her face and popped her head out.

Huita rubbed his hands vigorously again: "And 'that', you know, hurry up, hurry up, do it quickly."

"You bear..."

Gwen glanced at him.

There was a fire in his left eye.

【The princess with one eye of fire】!

The phantoms of the flaming leaves continued to emerge, and a warmth climbed up, so warm that it could even make people feel sleepy...

Hui Ta finally let out a sigh of relief with satisfaction:

"Seriously, Gwen, can you turn on your powers twenty-four hours a day..."

"cannot."

Gwen came out of the quilt, dressed relatively coolly, so cool that Hui Ta even blushed a little. Her smooth calves were exposed to the air, and she scratched them twice with her sockless paws.
To be continued...