The floating dust consciousness is chaotic, and the body feels like it is floating in the water.
Opening his eyes, he vaguely saw Rourou's figure.
She stood aside grimly, feeling a severe pain in her hand.
"Why don't you drink?"
"Why did you throw it at my child?"
"You insidious and vicious thing..."
As his vision blurred, Fuchen heard the sound of Rourou gritting his teeth.
The voice is not very real, but the tone of wanting to bite into pieces and eat them alive is very clear.
Fuchen was confused, and his consciousness fell into chaos again.
I don't know how long it took, but her mind became clearer and clearer. She opened her eyes and felt that her brain was as clear as water and she felt refreshed, with only some pain.
Fuchen tilted his head and looked at the painful place, which was his wrist.
Only then did I realize that I was soaking in the pool.
The smell of the pool is very familiar, it is the smell of milk that I often drink.
Spirit water.
Fuchen sat up and stared at his wrist. There were several bumps running across it, as if there had been damage here before and it had healed completely.
Fuchen touched the fleshy bumps on his wrist and knew clearly that he had been cut and bled.
It's just that I healed myself in this spiritual water.
The other party's goal is not his own death, but his own blood.
Fuchen is confused, why does Rourou want her own blood?
Fuchen stood up and walked out of the spiritual water step by step.
The entire space is milky white, and the barriers cannot be distinguished. Looking around, everything is milky white like marshmallows.
After walking for more than ten steps, I walked out of the pond and wandered all the way.
This is Rourou's private space.
It was obvious that she had been kidnapped.
Without the other party's permission, I cannot get out of this space.
Fuchen wandered around and saw a zombie. His expression was dull and his body was tied to a chair. There were ragged wounds on his body and a bed of pus flowing out.
This kind of thing can be seen everywhere on the street, it is not uncommon.
But it's very strange in Rourou's space.
Why is there a zombie placed near a precious spiritual water?
Thinking of those words Rourou said while her consciousness was hazy.
Fuchen looked around the zombie, leaning down to sniff it with his nose.
There's nothing unusual about it, it just smells like corpse.
When I got up, my brain flashed and I recalled something: that bottle of milk... the taste was quite familiar.
The familiar one is mixed with corpse water!
Because milk is very familiar, and the smell of zombies is very familiar. If the two things were mixed together, my brain did not react in time and thought it was the familiarity of milk.
Fuchen suddenly understood everything.
Rourou gave herself milk containing corpse water for some unknown reason.
The corpse water comes from this bound zombie.
The pits on his body are the corpses dug out by Rourou, roasted, crushed, pounded into powder, made into juice, and added to the milk.
But she didn't think it tasted good, so she threw the bottle at her child as a murder weapon.
Rourou was so angry, she was afraid... Fuchen stretched out his body and clearly felt that she had a sense of control and initiative that made her extremely comfortable: This guy shot herself in the foot, and her child became a zombie.
So, she was so angry that she tied herself up.
Fuchen smiled, with a sinister light hidden in his smile.
She dragged the chair with the zombie tied to it towards the spiritual pool, threw it away.
"thump".
Water splashes.
Zombies sink to the bottom of the pool.
The small spiritual pool was filled with zombies, all of which were contaminated.
Fuchen smiled and regarded himself as an experimental subject. Did he agree with me?
Thinking of being treated as a laboratory rat, being hit by a car, being thrown into this spiritual pool to be bled, and being raised to continue bleeding... The angrier Fuchen gets, the clearer his mind becomes, and the brighter the smile on his face becomes.
My blood...are you worthy of it?
Standing there, quietly watching small bubbles pop up one after another on the surface of the underwater zombies. The black and red blood flowed in the spiritual water, and disappeared after a long time.
Fuchen remembered that this spiritual water could attack zombies, but it could not resist the zombie virus.
Now that the spiritual water is corroding the zombies, all the spiritual water in this pool will become corpse water...
Fuchen continued walking, and after a while, he saw another zombie.
Enter the water as usual.
Five items were lost in a row.
The spiritual pool looks much "full" due to the addition of zombies.
Fuchen watched the zombies "lose weight" little by little, and his eyes became charming. He took a sip of water and put it into the water. Well...that's the taste.
After that, Fuchen wandered around again. But after wandering around, he returned to one place.
The floating dust is clear, this space is just this small.
Rourou is only afraid of being somewhere else.
No rush.
The "spiritual water" is still here...
When all the zombies were gone, Fuchen waited quietly. He put his feet into the water and counted the time little by little.
For a long time, for a long time, Fuchen heard the sound.
Quietly entering the water, Fuchen slowed down and floated on the water. He closed his eyes slightly and opened only a crack. He placed his hands casually on the water.
Rourou appeared in the spirit pool, staring at Fuchen with cold eyes. She got into the water, walked to Fuchen's hands, took out a knife, and placed her eyes on Fuchen's heart.
This time, my heartache will definitely be different... Rourou reaches out to prick her.
Fuchen suddenly opened his eyes, pressed the opponent's joints with his elbow, grabbed the opponent's knife, gave the opponent's neck a blood blow with his backhand, and pressed her head down to soak her in the water.
Rourou was unprepared and only had her right hand, so Fuchen succeeded in the whole process.
Fuchen snatched the knife from her hand and stabbed Rourou fiercely.
Rourou stretched out her hand, trying to stop her - her subconscious movements were too obvious, and Fuchen caught her weak point: she couldn't use superpowers in the space!
Fuchen was even more happy and started operating on Rourou who was still in confinement.
The movements were so comfortable, and he became more and more skilled, and a strange feeling of joy arose in his heart.
Rourou gradually became weak and fell into the water, becoming a snowman.
The blood fainted, turning the pool into blood color.
Fuchen raised Rourou's right hand and cut it completely.
He grabbed his severed hand and stood up, walked out of the pool, moved his fingers, a hole opened in the space, and the dust came out.
The landing place is in a cave.
As soon as Fuchen appeared, he felt a gaze behind him.
Turning around, I saw a child chained up with three fresh fish next to him.
Fuchen looked at the fleshy baby zombie. Its limbs were like lotus roots and its head was like a pumpkin. This was Rourou's child.
He really became a zombie.
Fuchen smiled.
This is a zombie that eats its own blood.
The zombies seemed to sense the dangerous aura of their own kind, and raised their limbs to run away.
However, it is locked with thick chains and cannot escape.
Fuchen smiled and admired the little zombie that escaped. Is this the zombie that wants to drink his heart blood?
He raised the sharp knife in his hand and stabbed the little pumpkin. He broke open the "pumpkin", dug out the crystal core inside, and threw it into his mouth.
While eating, I noticed something was wrong.
She lowered her head to compare the size of the child, and then looked at her own size.
