Yin Feng blinked her dry eyes to relieve the discomfort caused by the red light in the darkness. She initially thought it was a lantern covered with glass, but the light source was small and constant, like an eye set on the floor, projecting
The red gaze of something buried deep has an incomprehensible meaning.
Leaning her back against the door, she did not rush to lock it, but held the door bolt with her hand behind her. If the people in the room did not have the ability to control those mushrooms and zombies as she thought, opening the door would be a very effective solution when necessary.
Threats work their way around, and no one would want to face them in an enclosed space.
But for now, that may not be necessary.
Red light flowed on every surface in the room, including the face of the person lying on the ground. His cheeks seemed to have not been washed for a long time, covered with a thin layer of scales, spreading out from the mouth and nose, forming a layer slightly higher than the skin.
Mouse-like ring spots are new bacterial spots that are densely connected into a film covering the skin.
The raised hand failed to touch the target and did not drop weakly. The raised fingers, wrists and elbows were struggling with some invisible force, and the movement stopped midway. The verrucous mushrooms clustered between the fingers, intersecting with the aponeurosis.
It merges into one and continues into a pus-like bulge under the skin.
Different from those people outside who have lost their lives, or become the soil for the growth of another life, the slightly pulled folds show that the chest is still rising and falling, maintaining a weak breath. The eyes are stagnant and blurred, and it is impossible to tell whether they are still conscious. If
Instead of the luminous pendant, this look is closer to that of a victim.
The professor didn't look like he could stand up and pose a threat. Yin Feng locked the door, held the dagger under his skirt tightly, and tentatively approached with small steps until he could reach the pendant by bending down. Brimer also
There was no reaction. She retracted her hand and pinched the pendant through her sleeve.
It feels no different from a piece of stone. It has not been polished, but it has relatively rounded edges, as if it was removed from somewhere.
Yin Feng lifted it up gently and slowly, and then pulled it hard, taking this object with unknown purpose but looking very special from Brimer's neck. As if he felt something, there was a sound in his throat.
He let out a low, hard groan, and tried his best to open his eyelids, but nothing could be seen through the holes covered by the white mycelium.
His breathing had reached the point where it was difficult to maintain minimal movement, and his lips showed the familiar dark color. He could not even express a complete cry for help, but he still clearly had a sense of autonomy.
If there is anything that Yin Feng is still afraid of, it is this - losing the ability to move, experiencing a long suffocation as if the neck is gradually tightened, and being able to clearly feel this process, so it seems that death is really
What a relief.
It's hard to say whether it's more painful to be helpless in the face of what's happened, or whether a prolonged death is more despairing.
Realizing that there was someone around him, he started to tremble, trying to make some movement to ask for help. Yin Feng tried to hold him down, but found that all the muscles he touched were tense at the same time, and his body was arched and opisthotonized, making it impossible for his limbs to make any other movements except for
Movements other than twitching were also the reason why the hand was frozen in the air.
But such twitching caused some noises, and intensified with the desire to survive. Even if he still has some consciousness, I'm afraid it's not much. He only has a simple obsession with calling for help from the unknown comer. It is impossible to understand the current situation between the two.
People are in a situation where making noise will only attract the wandering bodies of bacteria.
She tried to press her knees against the trembling body under the black robe and put her entire body weight on it, but with the body of a little girl, it was completely impossible to control the convulsions of an adult man, and she almost fell.
[He must be controlled immediately]
In a short period of time, she has to control someone whose size and strength are far greater than hers. In this case, there is only one way. Yin Feng knows what she should do. She has made psychological preparations before coming, but there are so many
It's an unexpected counterattack. The reality is simpler and more difficult than imagined.
It had just been polished two days ago, and the oiled thin blade slid out of the sheath smoothly. The craftsman didn't quite understand why he had to sharpen a lady's knife, but his good military thinking led him to do it, and he finished it well.
The non-slip wrapping on the handle is very practical. The wetness of the palm does not affect the grip of the hand. Every inch of the dagger's movement comes from the will of its owner. According to the hearsay method of use, it has reached the most deadly position she knows.
Protected neck. People struggling with bacterial infection did not feel this slender coolness.
Time was running out, and she didn't have much time to take another look at this face that she had known for less than a day and was becoming unfamiliar to her.
The face far away from the light source is very dark. Like the servants who have met each other, their vision and mind have become unclear and unified. The featureless template gradually goes away, as far away as those seen on the cliff.
Spots of light, some unrelated...
【Extreme Point】
The blade was inserted from the center without any obstruction, and not much liquid spilled out. Under special lighting, the color was the same as other things, but it was particularly dark.
The hand holding the handle pressed down, and the blade first entered the cavity. After passing through, it was blocked by some hard object. It was only halfway in before it encountered strong resistance. The trembling did not stop, but became even greater.
The dagger paused for a moment, then changed its direction and cut to one side. After reaching a certain angle, something sprayed out. The pulsing feeling was unreal through the metal and wood, but it quickly disappeared. This was very effective, those manufacturing
The troublesome trembling weakened and became calm.
After half-kneeling and listening for a while, Yin Feng remembered what he was still holding in his hand, pulled it out, wiped both sides of it on the nearest cloth and stuffed it back into the sheath. He walked back and forth outside the door without stopping.
She wasn't sure she knew what she had done. Logically speaking, there should be some sympathy, fear, or something else that was enough to overwhelm her emotions.
But in fact, apart from the instinctive disgust when it comes into contact with warm liquids, there is no other feeling. Even the "should have a reaction" comes from hearing and lacking real feelings, and she understands the process and results of everything.
For Yu Li, this is in line with her own safety needs; for Yu Qing, there is no need to feel sympathy or sadness for this. She thinks this is probably abnormal, and she doesn't think it is unreasonable. After all, they are just strangers with whom they have no relationship, or even negative relationships.
, experienced a familiar death.
Objectively speaking, it also helped him avoid a lot of pain. Should it be regarded as repaying evil with kindness? Although this is what the church preaches, Mr. Kraft does not advocate this approach.
She fiddled with the pendant for a while, but couldn't find any connection between it and the orphans. She turned to search Brimmer's belongings, trying to find the target she needed, the trick to contact that extraordinary thing.
In the hidden inner pocket of the robe, a delicate vial was found. The capacity was small enough to hold a mouthful, and it stored a liquid that was almost inaudible when shaken. It was not like a wine bottle that the crew would carry.
Yin Feng opened the stopper and looked inside through the narrow mouth of the bottle. She had never expected to see anything in such light. It was indeed dark inside, but a certain unexplained feeling arose, telling that
Exactly the color of the liquid.
A liquid that has never been seen before exists in a very rational way, like a person covered in carapace or a mushroom-parasitic person, and the mouth of the bottle is a window through which to glimpse that world.
His hand unconsciously raised it in front of him, and a voice from the bottom of his heart murmured, hoping to touch it.
【This is that kind of thing】
She forgot about the other things and drank them all in one gulp.