It was not yet certain whether these symptoms were caused by something. Cassia looked at the front covered by the dense forest, and stopped moving forward without moving forward.
He looked at the mechanical watch and waited until the symptoms on his fingers completely returned to normal. A total of about five minutes had passed. During this time, the skin of his fingers also completed a rapid renewal and became a thin layer of transparent skin.
After shedding, this phenomenon was also a result that Cassia had never expected.
But thinking of something, Cassia turned back to the position where he had just observed and found the body of the discarded snake. He wanted to do some experiments. Recently, because the group of old professors, or the time they have become surgeons, has become more and more
As time passes, he has a deeper understanding of his own body. After being exposed to the in-depth development of surgery, he is more willing to regard the principles of surgical development as his own ability to adapt to various environments.
There is no such explanation for the in-depth development of surgery, but in some development projects, such as the need to develop heat resistance of the arm in order to use standard or higher pneumatic weapons, that kind of development method is really just to give
The arm provides a high-heat environment for a long time, forcing the body to adapt. And before the theory of surgical development was proposed by Avalon, some surgeons had some abilities unintentionally. Cassia believes that these "unintentional
"time" situation may be the same as my current situation.
After completely cutting open the snake's body, Cassia found that the shed index finger and middle finger were stained with approximately the same amount of blood at the same time, and then sat on a tree root to carefully observe the changes in both.
This time the time was shortened a bit, and Cassia thought it was because the body had subconsciously remembered this feeling. In four minutes, the middle finger also completed a layer of skin renewal, but the index finger, as he thought, did not.
No more problems occur.
"Is this considered another ability that I have developed after surgery? But what should I call it?" Cassia had a different look in his eyes. He believed that in front of this forest, there was the lake that the old people talked about.
There must be creatures with unknown venom more powerful than this snake nearby. There are no traces of human existence in uninhabited areas, but this does not prevent them from becoming a paradise for some animals.
Speeding up the time, Cassia kept moving at a speed that would not consume her physical strength violently. Within half an hour, the increasingly dense woods began to become sparse, and more and more dim light in the afternoon shone in. A forest appeared ahead.
The open space was neither big nor small. The icy air formed into a mass and was blocked by mountains and woods. When Cassia walked out of the woods, she felt a different smell in the air. Besides silence, there was something else.
Immediately opened the cross pupils, and the sensitivity increased a lot. Cassia closed her eyes, and her hearing was blocked to the maximum extent at this time. She breathed the air around her very slowly, and there were indeed other things mixed in it. There were also things on her skin.
There was a vague touch, something that was difficult to catch, but it definitely "hit" his exposed skin in some form.
"It has no entity, and is somewhat similar to sound." Cassia opened her eyes. The touch of her skin has been raised to the limit, but it is still difficult to capture the things mixed in the air. They exist in real time, but are completely isolated from the air.
It is not like gas toxic substances or bacterial spores that melt into the air.
"Is this what caused the strange symptoms?" As Cassia walked, she looked at the huge town in front of her that had long been in ruins. All the houses had collapsed, and vines and unusually lush rows of moss covered their surfaces.
The plants here are abnormal. They are far more lush and lively than the grass he saw on the way here. The thickness of the moss exceeds the width of an adult's five fingers, and some of the tiny leaves have begun to transform into ornamental lawns.
Yes, this made Cassia feel very novel.
There were not many trees growing in the ruins of the town, and they were all very strong. Their branches were twisted together in a spiral, creating a huge shade. It was the first time I saw birds, and they were several times larger than outside. Cassia used
One of them was shot down with a fire gun. Their beaks and claws were very hard. Cassia tested it on her own hands and found that it was about two or three times as hard as steel.
This is an area where everything seems abnormal. The animals and plants here have been isolated from the outside for some time. But it won't be long, because according to the old people, there were still some animals here a few decades ago.
Human beings looking for precious minerals appeared, but there was no trace of these animals and plants in the news they brought out.
It only appeared recently, or in other words, since the strange illness began to spread.
It was already getting late, and Cassia wanted to leave the ruins of the town with no end in sight, but the traces caused by running water on the moss on the ground made him decide to walk some distance further. They were reddish-brown rust and years old.
Black color caused by infiltration of lubricating oil.
A few hundred meters later, after bypassing the cover of several large trees, Cassia's field of vision saw the remains of nearly twenty mottled trucks and limousines. There were also a pile of collapsed tents, moss and knots beside them.
Clumps of dust were mixed together.
No matter how strong the steel is, it has turned into scrap metal after decades of environmental erosion, and the firearms inside have the same result. Cassia looked at it and found that the firearms were the products of some of the better workshops in the dark world and did not reach the level of
The standards of the military system. The ruins of the houses next to the rotten tents had traces of cleaning. Cassia pushed away the fallen stone slabs with his bare hands. Below was a pile of mixed bones, no longer white in color, but with gray.
Black and unusual yellow.
"The body that was left behind is here." Cassia then looked around, not only checking inside the vehicle, but also in other ruins around it, but there was no substantial discovery, only a diary.
thing.
A booklet, a notebook of poor quality. Carefully remove the rotten hard-shell paper, and the papers inside had already been stuck together. Simply light a fire, and Cassia roasted the notebook before opening it.
A few more pages.
"The boss asked people to guard those people with guns to prevent them from running around for fear of infecting other people,,,"
“,,The communication disappeared for three days,,,,it didn’t come back,,,,everyone can’t hold on any longer,,”
",,,Everyone is sick. You get sick when you come in. The germs are in the air. There is also a problem with the water source. There are also germs in the water."
“,,,Plants are eating people,,,”
",,,The deputy captain was stained with the blood of a wild wolf,,,and he still died three days later,,,"
"There are beautiful colorful lights in the sky,,," the handwriting on the last page was obviously unfinished. It was the withered skeleton that struggled down before it died, as if it was a geological surveyor in the team.
"Is there beautiful colorful light?" Cassia carefully held the diary and glanced at the sky. There was still a thin layer of clouds on it. "I probably won't be able to see it tonight." (To be continued)