Old Chapters

Bright eyes opened, Han Mo looked at the thin line around him vigilantly, and found that the thin line was not broken, so he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look inside the house, and was about to get up, but he seemed to see something amazing. Generally, turn around quickly.

I saw that on that table, that ordinary plastic cup, those ordinary water, that ordinary young purple forest plant, everything seemed ordinary, but the twisting power on it was changed.

The originally low-infected water almost overflowed with the twisting power inside, and the twisting power inside could be felt from a distance. Han Mo hurriedly walked closer, picked up the young purple forest plant, and threw the water away. When I took a closer look, I found that the original high-infection Zilin saplings had become low-infection.

Han Mo swallowed his saliva. He hid the low-infected Zilin sapling to calm down his mood. Otherwise, others would discover their abnormality and start to secretly test the function of the drinking cup.

In just one morning, Han Mo has roughly tested the function of this cup. This cup has the effect of absorbing the twisting power of other things. At first, Han Mo thought it was a twisted strange object, but it is fundamentally different from a twisted strange object. , it takes two things to absorb the twisting force of things in the cup.

One is blood. The more blood and the thicker it is, the stronger its effect will be. There was only some blood left in the quilt last night, so it took a full night to reduce the young Zilin plant to a low infection degree.

The second is time, which is related to the amount of blood, and the twisted power absorbed will be integrated into the blood.

Han Mo was playing with the cup in his hand. From the current point of view, this cup would make his life not lack of food at best. After all, the cup is so small, and he can only handle so much food at a time. He doesn't have so much blood, so he can It's okay to keep yourself fed.

"It now seems that that person has definitely discovered me. When I saw this cup, the momentary sense of attraction was also his fault, but why did he give me this cup?" Han Mo looked at the other side. Those low-infection foods on the side, which he processed through the cup this morning.

Although it has been verified from various aspects that these foods are safe and edible, Han Mo does not dare to take it lightly. His detection methods are not that powerful. It would be a pity that there are problems with these foods.

"I need someone to help test the poison!" Han Mo tried his best not to cause trouble in the city before, but he just tried his best. He is not a good person, and there are basically no good people in this apocalypse. Good people don't live long.

There are always some people in the city who are lingering because they have no food for a long time. If they can't survive, they will start to fight for their lives. The end of such people is usually to become food for some people, or to die in a corner.

It didn't take long for the young and strong Han Mo to pull an old man in his fifties into a hidden corner. Even if someone saw this scene, they would not come over. This kind of thing happens every day.

Some people still have some conscience, so they desperately look for food, while some people don't want to take risks, so they specifically find this kind of dying person to start, in this twisted and broken world, and live twisted.

This old man was so hungry that he had no strength. When Lu Li found him, he was digging a hole, hoping to bury himself. After all, not everyone can accept being eaten.

He looked at Han Mo in despair. He didn't even have the strength to bite his tongue and kill himself. If he was eaten, he would be eaten. It's meaningless to live. He doesn't care about anything anymore. When he got up, he looked unlovable, knowing that Lu Li took out something, he opened his mouth in surprise.

Han Mo looked at the old man who was forcibly stuffed with food. A sharp blade was placed on the old man's neck. If there was anything wrong, Han Mo would turn around and run away or stab the man to death according to the situation.

The old man's mood is stunned. What kind of routine is this, before killing me and eating meat, he will give me some food to compensate? Don't be kidding, everyone has started to eat people, how can there be those consciences.

The next moment, the old man's head felt a pain, and some information poured into his mind as the food was digested, which made him want to struggle, and his face showed a painful look.

Han Mo's heart sank, is there really a problem with those foods? Sure enough, when the pie is dropped directly from the sky, it is usually a trap. The cup may be extraordinary, but if he can't see the benefits, Han Mo will not take the risk.

"What did you put into my mind? Forging the Spirit? What the hell? What is the Xuanyin Corpse Refining?" The old man patted his head and said in pain. The words in his mouth attracted Han Mo's attention. Depending on the situation, what special knowledge should be required?

It didn't take long for the old man to faint because there were too many things in his mind. After Han Mo checked it out, the broken iron piece pierced the old man's neck without hesitation. Han Mo stood there, watching. Until the old man stopped breathing and lost his life, Han Mo waited for a while because of the rumors of zombies standing up.

After confirming that the old man was completely lost, Han Mo threw the old man's corpse into a sewer, and then the corpse eaters living in the sewer would gnaw the corpse until no bones were left.

Back in his own nest, Han Mo looked at the things on the table and fell into contemplation. The old man fainted because he was getting old, his brain was slowly declining, and he couldn't accept the shock of information. He was still young. question.

So to eat or not to eat, that is the question.

Han Mo picked up the young Zilin plant, tore a small piece, and felt that there was not much twisted infection in the food. There was a hungry roar in his stomach. After all, he only ate a little mushroom soup last night. Today Almost another busy day.

"If there is really a problem, the worst outcome is death, and the best outcome is that the salted fish turns over." Han Mo felt that he was doing something that would determine his life's destiny. He stopped thinking and threw the small piece of purple forest away. Into your own mouth, chew slowly, the taste is really good.

As the food entered his stomach, Han Mo also slowly felt that some information poured into his mind. The beginning of the chapter was the formula of casting spirit that he heard before. Perhaps it was because Han Mo only ate a small piece, or because he still Young, he didn't feel dizzy and headache or anything like that.

When the information flow slowly subsided, Han Mo realized that the half of the casting of the spirit seemed to be imprinted in his mind, suppressing his excitement, Han Mo ate a small piece of food again, and then completed the casting. I also gradually understood what this casting spirit technique was.

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