"It's no different from the speed of an ordinary snail."
"But it can cross any obstacle and approach me persistently."
It was almost dawn before Zhang Tong returned home dragging his tired and painful body.
Throughout the second half of the night, Zhang Tong took the snail around Mingyang City, and finally figured out some of the snail's patterns.
Overall, it's a mixed bag.
The snail that came out of the spirit world is so weird that it cannot be killed by a car, burned by fire, or even electrocuted by high-voltage electricity!
The snail, which is almost immune to all harm, seems to be eyeing him, crawling towards him in a straight line without any fatigue.
The only good news is probably that the snail moves too slowly, no different from a normal snail.
Under such circumstances, as long as Zhang Tong slipped far enough, the snail would not be able to catch up with him.
Zhang Tong, who had just returned after a long trip around Mingyang City, almost fell asleep.
He was really tired, and his energy had been tense all night, which made him fall into a deep sleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow.
But not long after he slept, Zhang Tong suddenly opened his eyes due to an instinctive reaction from his body.
At this moment, all the hair on his body stood on end, as if he was being targeted by an apex predator.
With a cry, Zhang Tong suddenly woke up and sat up from the bed. His eyes scanned his room and finally settled on the open door.
There, a small snail was crawling straight towards him.
"How could it be so fast!"
Zhang Tong quickly glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table and suddenly felt creepy!
He has only slept for more than two hours since returning home, and it is only seven o'clock now!
How could this snail, which moves at a normal speed, chase him home so quickly?
Seeing the slowly crawling snail approaching him, Zhang Tong, whose hair stood on end, jumped out of bed without even thinking.
Forcibly suppressing the instinctive fear in his body, Zhang Tong quickly walked around the snail, opened the door and fled.
After running all the way out of the community, the creepy feeling receded like a tide.
Looking at the peaceful old community with lingering fear, Zhang Tong's face looked ugly.
"It's really hard for me."
"I worked hard all night yesterday, but I didn't gain anything at all, and I even got into such a weird thing."
Zhang Tong sighed, with a somewhat helpless expression on his face. Then he shook his head and limped toward the distance.
Zhang Tong's idea is very simple. Since the snail's target is himself, he can simply lead it elsewhere.
You must not give up your rental house. Extraordinary games and bankbooks are both in your rental house. These two things are very important to you.
With dozens of dollars in his pocket, Zhang Tong wandered aimlessly in Mingyang City and unknowingly came to the Children's Toy Factory in the suburbs.
At this moment, Tongqu Toy Factory has been blocked by a long cordon, and a large number of uniformed personnel maintain order at the gate of the toy factory.
Mixed in the crowd of onlookers, Zhang Tong was like a curious passerby, following the crowd and looking inside the toy factory, while his brain was rapidly filtering the conversations among the onlookers.
"What's going on? Who of you knows?"
"It seems like someone is dead. My second uncle went out for a walk in the morning and saw the police carrying out more than 20 corpses?"
"More than twenty corpses? Are you kidding me?"
"I can't tell, it seems a bit chaotic recently, and Mingyang City is not peaceful at all."
Perhaps this is because the police did a good job of keeping secrets. Although the temporary closure of a factory could not be hidden from the public, the public did not know further information.
This made Zhang Tong's face look clear, and he was a little in awe of the power of the state machine.
"To react so quickly, can we only say that it is a state machine?"
After muttering something quietly, Zhang Tong shook his head and left.
At this moment, a familiar figure appeared in his sight.
It was a young man, about 1.78 meters tall. Although he was wearing plain clothes, his righteousness could not be concealed.
You know, in Zhang Tong's impression, Xiang Youming is just an ordinary criminal policeman. Although he is a little overly responsible, he is just an ordinary person after all.
The appearance of such an ordinary person here was enough to make Zhang Tong alert.
"Has the officialdom begun to allow people with certain permissions to know weird things?"
This possibility suddenly flashed through Zhang Tong's mind, but soon his pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes staring at Xiang Youming changed significantly:
"No, his walking posture is wrong."
Zhang Tong's expression became a little incomprehensible. He who practiced Hongquan could clearly see the traces of practice on Xiang Youming.
It is a state of practicing routines into the memory of the physical body, and such a state... at least from Zhang Tong's current perspective, only Hong Quan can achieve it!
Because Hong Quan is not only a real boxing technique, but also comes with supporting food supplements and medicinal baths. The combination of these things can make a person progress rapidly!
"So, the country also has a method similar to Hong Fist, and Xiang Youming has already started practicing it?"
The unexpected discovery made Zhang Tong's expression a little solemn.
This is an official with absolute power. If it still has the ability to cultivate extraordinary people, it would be really terrible.
Of course, this kind of fear is only for Zhang Tong, a person who sincerely does not want to have contact with the authorities.
For the entire country, it is undoubtedly beneficial and harmless for the country to be able to control such power.
At least the extraordinary game is activated, and the country's order will not be disrupted. Zhang Tong can continue to enjoy the order and convenience brought by modern society.
"Of course, the premise is that you get less involved in the country's affairs."
Wanting to understand this, Zhang Tong shook his head and walked towards a Shaxian snack not far away.
After wandering outside for a whole morning, Zhang Tong, an extraordinary person who practiced Hong Quan, was already very hungry.