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"Strike harder and use more force. It's because you haven't had enough food - oh, maybe you haven't had enough food, but isn't that because you are resisting eating meat?"
The man's yelling and cursing came from his ears, and Zhang Ke had long been accustomed to his yelling, so his throat automatically let out a hoarse "oh".
Although he had already calmed down and knew that he was just a bystander, prying into the memory of the murderer, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart - after all, in the past three days, this man had been treating himself, or the murderer as a child,
, barking orders like a slave.
However, what makes Zhang Ke even more unhappy is that this dream is too long.
The three days he experienced in the dream were almost identical to the three days in reality. There was nothing like the normal feeling of flying by that often occurs in dreams, skipping over irrelevant experiences.
Therefore, Zhang Ke was forced to be imprisoned in this bloody dream for three days, and every minute and every second had to be spent realistically. Moreover, because he took on the identity of the protagonist in this dream, he had no control over everything around him.
The perception is extremely real, even every detail is so real.
If he hadn't often looked along the surface of the water or the mirror and seen the face reflected in it, it was not his original face, but that of the murderer when he was young. Then now he would probably be unable to distinguish between this blurred dream and
The difference between reality is gone.
It's strange. Is it generally possible to have such a long dream? Even if it is possible, not every detail of the scene in the dream, and every minute and second of the dream time, will be so realistic and accurate, right?
After all, dreams come from the neural electrical signals of the human brain itself. If this is a memory, it awakens the memory stored in the brain in the past - but the brain can really remember for a long time, such a memory with almost no distortion.
?It can also emerge in the brain in an instant without affecting the function of other nerve cells?
What’s even more puzzling is why the memory from the murderer’s first-person perspective comes to his own brain?
"What are you thinking about? Are you still lazy? We don't have much dried meat left. If we don't replenish the stock tonight, it will be very difficult to walk to the next village." The man revealed his mouth as white as a knife, like a knife blade.
Fangs, expression extremely cruel:
"In that case, even if it's a pity, I have to use you as a backup to survive. If you don't want this to happen, then work hard for me now."
"I know--" It was still a dull reply, and of course it was not Zhang Ke's own voice.
Work, work - well, doing this kind of work for a long time will really turn people into perverts, right?
Zhang Ke sighed and let his arm automatically swing down with a knife, aiming at the chest and heart of a woman who, although her throat was cut open, was still so stubborn that she had not completely breathed out and was twitching her body to beg for mercy.
Poke away the parts.
"No, no, I've taught you this several times. The place you're attacking now is too imprecise. You might just stab her to death, including her lungs and heart!" The man stepped forward and grabbed Zhang tightly.
He grabbed the dagger from Ke's wrist and actually demonstrated it himself.
"Look carefully, even if you have to kill the meat first, you can't just insert it into the heart. It will cause severe internal bleeding in the body. Meat soaked in blood will rot very quickly. I'm afraid it hasn't been dried yet.
It stinks."
After the man finished speaking, he suddenly turned the dagger in his hand into a blade, and the front end of the blade, the sharpest side, accurately tore open the skin and muscles, and cut several veins around the heart that connected various parts of the body.
Cut.
Black-red blood slowly flowed out from the section, but the heart itself, which was only a few centimeters away, seemed to be completely undamaged and was still beating normally.
It was just because the woman was so panicked now that even though she no longer had the strength to scream, her heartbeat did suddenly speed up a lot.
"Although the venous blood flows slowly, the opening of the blood vessels is large and it will fill the chest cavity in a short while, so the next movement must be fast, so fast that your own eyes cannot see clearly the movement of your hands."
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the man took out another dagger from his waist, holding the blades with both hands and shooting left and right. His hands were as fast as the wind and lightning, and only two afterimages disappeared in Zhang Ke's field of vision.
Zhang Ke, who was standing next to him, could even feel that at that moment, there seemed to be two strong winds in opposite directions passing suddenly in front of him, but they did not blow down half of the leaves.
There was only one thing "blown down" by those two strong winds, and that was the bright red heart in the woman's chest.
As the most important arteries were cut off, the remaining capillaries were also removed with a blade that was like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves. Her heart was completely cut off from the body.
The man held it tightly in his hand, but his belated heart seemed to be completely unaware of the fact that it had been stripped away, and was still pulsing outward with all its strength, and continued to beat like a trembling.
However, the blood pumped out by it quickly spilled onto the surrounding ground, and it also quickly exhausted the blood stored in the atria and ventricles, and finally shriveled up.
"Actually, the heart that was just removed is very nourishing. The smooth muscle on it is much more nutritious than beef or pork. It's a pity that you probably refuse to eat it to your death."
While smiling indifferently, the man put the still fresh heart to his mouth, showed his teeth and chewed it hard. Looking at his expression, it was as if he was chewing a crisp apple.
Zhang Ke held back retching and turned his gaze back to the dying woman in front of him - oh no, she was about to lose her breath. Although her body didn't seem to be able to feel the fact that her heart suddenly "disappeared", her dying breath
With his eyes, he could clearly see the whole process of his heart being chewed clean like an apple.
Her expression had changed from the one of fear and pleading for mercy just now, to one of complete despair. Even describing it as ashes was not strong enough. After all, her heart was about to be digested into large molecules.
"Get on your way as soon as possible. Even if the gods come now, they can't save you." Zhang Ke sighed slightly in his heart. For the past three days, he has been doing such perverted and bloody things.
In terms of preparation, men are basically doing it, and I am the "apprentice" beside me. Although the other party always wants me to get started as soon as possible, so far, I am still responsible for handling the matters after death.