0543 Chapter Twelve: The Not Eternal Dusk (Section 10)
Sister A still didn't want Zhen Cheng to take risks rashly, so she took the initiative to reach out her hand to catch the rainwater.
A drop of cold liquid fell on her fingertips, and a familiar body feeling inexplicably made the hairs on her body stand on end!
It was obviously a colorless and odorless liquid, but when she used the eyes of a goddess to observe its appearance in the fifth dimension, the greed and madness contained in it... were even more terrifying than those behind Zhen Cheng.
superior.
"This is..." Sister A's pupils suddenly shrank.
"I don't recommend that you take the risk of coming into contact with the weird rain," Grete said in the room with a solemn expression: "The water in this world has been polluted.
As long as an ordinary person's body comes into contact with rainwater even slightly, biological mutations will occur at the point of contact.
Either the cells in the area become necrotic and fall off; or strange tissues and organs proliferate; some also change their properties, with the skin turning into scales and hair turning into roots.
The Ancestor Thetis has a technique that allows her to gain all kinds of unpredictable and powerful powers by immersing her whole body in strange rainwater for a long time.
This is their foundation in the doomsday wasteland.
As for us, we can only hide around. If we are really unlucky and cannot hide, we can only endure it by ourselves and wait until conditions permit for surgery before removing the hyperplastic tissue.
Mutations outside the body surface are slightly easier to deal with. As for those mutations that have been completely integrated into the bone marrow, blood circulation, and nerve transmission systems, we can only learn to adapt."
As if to confirm Gretel's statement, a seven or eight-year-old girl who panicked rushed into the bottom of a truck leaning in the middle of the road.
In a small town where most of the houses have collapsed and only ruins remain, it is not easy to find a completely safe place to take shelter from the rain.
The girl originally came for Gretel's headquarters. This was the only building where there was no need to worry about not being able to accommodate people and the roof was intact.
But a fat, soft lizard tail that curled up from her calf prevented her from outpacing the rain.
In the end, he had no choice but to rush under the truck about ten meters away from the door.
No one helped her. This is the basic social rules and a new moral system that humans have re-evolved after four or five generations of reproduction in the wasteland.
In the apocalypse, no one will blame you for only caring about yourself. Everyone acquiesces to the basic creed of first come, first served and no competition.
The cab of the truck was basically intact, but a middle-aged couple was already crowded inside.
They had no intention of opening the door to let the girl in. In the eyes of others who were taking shelter from the rain, this was a matter of course.
If a girl forces the door open and squeezes in in order to survive, she will have to bear unbearable consequences afterwards.
At least you will be looked down upon by the crowd, no matter how difficult it is to get help. If you bring rainwater into the land occupied by others and hurt the people inside, you may be expelled from the refugee camp.
For 99% of ordinary people, that is basically equivalent to being sentenced to death.
The average life span of people in the wasteland is less than fifty, and there are not many people of the same era as Zhen Cheng left in this world.
The little girl stared with a pair of big frightened eyes, but her eyes were full of perseverance that was inappropriate for her age.
Morality and law are subjective and man-made concepts developed by human ancestors in order to survive and later to live a better life.
As the external environment and the situation of ethnic groups change, these things inevitably change all the time.
The people of the wasteland know the rules of living in the wasteland better than any gods and Buddhas. Even Justice understood this and did not interfere or refute it out of the justice in her heart.
Instead, she put her palm on the hilt of her sword and walked into the rain.
The little girl kept crawling under the truck. Because the rain was heavier than expected, siltation quickly formed and spread to the dry area under the truck.
Just when the little girl had no choice but to retreat, a sword light flashed by, lighting up the unchanging dusk.
The air wave set off a shock wave, and the heavy car body was pushed away by an irresistible force. The life-saving barrier that blocked the girl from the disaster disappeared in an instant.
Even though she was already prepared to die, the girl was still convulsed with shock.
Like all wasteland survivors, she doesn't want to die yet. She hasn't seen the prosperous, human-dominated world in myths and legends before the end.
But in an instant, she discovered that her body had not become wet.
She raised her head blankly and saw a big sister's smiling face with a mouth shaped like a cat's.
Justice stretched out her hand to the girl, and behind her were raindrops that were so slow that they seemed to be frozen in the sky.
In the area cleared by the impact of the sword, it would take several minutes for the raindrops to fall to the ground.
That handsome sword move made Zhen Cheng seem to realize something, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.
"It's the water of eternal life." Ai Luogensi's voice called her back to reality.
Looking back, I saw Sister A pouting at the way she was looking at her senior sister, looking dissatisfied.
Zhen Cheng smiled and held her sister's arm, explaining: "The water of eternal life can multiply indefinitely in the thin air. As early as when this thing was launched high into the sky, I realized what would happen now.
From our current altitude, the eternal water...or [weird rain] is actually the easiest part to solve in the apocalypse."
Zhen Cheng said, looking at the water drops in Sister A's hand: "I originally thought that the eternal dusk, the deadly darkness and the weird rain were all one, but I was led into a misunderstanding by the three prophetic murals.
If you think about it now, eternal dusk is harmless at all. As far as the current earth conditions are concerned, it only affects the growth of vegetation and causes low surface temperatures.
This is not the level that humans cannot adapt to.
And if the weird rain is just diluted eternal water that tempts and mutate, it may be deadly to the residents of the wasteland, but it will not pose any threat to our actions.
This is a projection of a four-dimensional liquid in a three-dimensional space, so it has the illusion of infinite value-added under the right environment.
As long as my sister is careful, she can see that the five-dimensional laws about greed, ambition and madness are completely appendages condensed by the conceptual attraction of the four-dimensional ontology.
When it comes to completely eradicating these liquids, they won't become an obstacle at all. When I take control of this world, a poem will be enough to erase it.
The real danger of our trip, and what makes my sister so nervous and confused, is probably the darkness."
"Perhaps in your eyes, this weird rain is not scary in nature," Gretel, who has always been hiding indoors and away from the door, looked responsible and cautious:
"But darkness will not destroy buildings. Guess what caused the traces of human beings to become so dilapidated in just half a world?
What the strange rain brings to this world is not as simple as you think."