yes, wouldn't it be nice to wake up from the dream?

Song Xiaocheng stared at Ah Fei's face, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

"What, is there anything else you'd like to ask me?" said Scarlett.

"Fei, have you ever heard of the 'Great Rune'?"

Ah Fei's thin mouth without lips was slightly stunned, and after a little thought, he shook his head.

"Hmm...... No. Haven't heard of it. ”

"Oh...... All right. So, what else is 'pure energy', 'activation', and so on about Ignier?"

Hearing this, Ah Fei's expression suddenly became serious - although he couldn't express his eyes, the thin slit mouth looked very serious, and his head was slightly lowered. There was silence for a while, and then he spoke again in a somewhat low voice.

"Song Xiaocheng, I'm ...... It seems that some things are still not quite what I imagined. ”

Song Xiaocheng was a little foggy in one sentence, and he didn't know what it meant. Did you ask something wrong? Why did you make the beautiful sister unhappy?

After speaking, Ah Fei stood up, standing straight and straight, and the top of Song Xiaocheng's head couldn't even reach Ah Fei's shoulders.

Ah Fei's faceless face was facing the distance, and her long golden hair slipped down her shoulders like silk. With a slight movement in her hand, Song Xiaocheng noticed that she took back a slender straight knife in her hand behind her back.

"There are some things that you better understand on your own. ”

After saying that, Ah Fei began to dim. Her long blond hair began to turn white, and her clothes gradually turned pure white. In a matter of seconds, the whole person has turned into a pure white statue.

Song Xiaocheng felt a little incredulous, so he closed his eyes. And the moment he closed his eyes, everything was like a nightmare, and all his senses returned—

He could feel himself being carried forward on his back by several men, and he could hear the sound of mechanical friction in his ears. Most of all, he felt—and felt it more clearly than ever—that Igny's power was surging in his right arm, rolling up and down in his arm like a regular breath.

I see...... I see.

Gently opening his eyes, Song Xiaocheng saw a yellow-green patch, the color was disgusting like excrement. It seems to be a factory floor all around, a large number of huge machines are working noisily, and the whole space is filled with a foul smell that smells like excrement.

So Song Xiaocheng closed his eyes again and let out a sigh.

After looking around, it was still the three ghost soldiers and zombies who were carrying him, and one of them was that Ma Jin. The three zombies were stunned, and they walked forward mechanically, as if they had no autonomous consciousness, so naturally they didn't find that Song Xiaocheng had woken up.

He turned his head hard, and without much effort, he saw the deformed bald back in front of a few zombies, still as ugly as he remembered.

"Oh...... Bald brother. Song Xiaocheng shouted softly.

Hiratsuka Xie immediately stood on his feet and looked around blankly, looking very nervous.

"It's me. Let them put me down. ”

Song Xiaocheng's voice was calm and cold, although it didn't freeze the air, but it made the whole atmosphere seem a little terrifying. Although Hiratsuka Xie himself is also a living dead, he can't help but be nervous when a person he killed with his own hands actually speaks in front of his eyes.

"You!It's you!You're not dead?!"

Song Xiaocheng sighed: "You talk a lot of nonsense." Let them let me down, and we'll have a good talk. ”

But Hiratsuka Xie didn't have the slightest intention of chatting about it, and even seemed very annoyed.

"No, don't let him go! you three, throw him in the meat grinder!"

A huge machine beside him was humming all the time, with a screeching sound of cutting and grinding from time to time. If it was really thrown into that machine, even if it was invulnerable and not churned into a pulp, I am afraid that it would be sad for a while.

However, the three ghost soldiers remained motionless, as if they hadn't heard Hiratsuka's orders.

"You three, listen to me, and throw him in!"

"I'm afraid they won't listen to you. ”

"What? No way! You three ......."

While kicking the still spinning machine in a frustrated manner, Hiratsuka turned the huge eyeball. The eyeballs seem to be glowing with some faint light.

"What's going on! What's going on? It's impossible to ......."

"Your eyes are a great magic weapon. Song Xiaocheng said softly, "Three, let me down." ”

As soon as the words fell, the three zombies gently put Song Xiaocheng on the ground. After getting up, Song Xiaocheng reached out and patted his buttocks, and easily walked in front of Hiratsuka Xie, frowning defiantly. Looking at the surprised expression on Hiratsuka Xie's extremely ugly face, Song Xiaocheng felt from the bottom of his heart that his pretending to appear this time was very successful.

What's more, the scene at hand validates his hypothesis.

Hiratsuka Xie only hesitated for half a moment, then immediately repeated the old trick and glared at Song Xiaocheng with that giant eye, but Song Xiaocheng took the lead and covered his giant eye with his right hand.

"You...... Uhh

Hiratsuka Xie twisted his head with both hands, as if he was trying his best to get his eyes off Song Xiaocheng's right hand, but as if he was firmly sucked, he couldn't move that eye no matter what.

"That's really the case!" Song Xiaocheng said viciously, the palm of his right hand had begun to waft out a strong cold air, which was Igni devouring the energy in the giant eye with hunger, "This is your ability, huh? It's all about this eye, right? You use it to kill people, and you also use it to control dead bodies! I have to say, this eye is really powerful!"

In Song Xiaocheng's understanding and conjecture, as Mr. Zeng said, the principle of the so-called "zombie" is probably that this guy Hiratsuka Xie uses that weird giant eye to control the so-called "activation power" and inject the soul of the deceased into the dead corpse. And the reason why he was able to "kill" himself was actually using this power in reverse to extract the "activation power" that sustained life in his body. It's just that I didn't know it at the time, and I fell in love with him for a while.

As Hiratsuka Xie's screams of pain became deeper and lower, his entire body gradually softened, but his head was still raised, and his eyes were always on Song Xiaocheng's palm. And as Igni continued to absorb the energy in the giant eye, the pure black eyeball, which was originally the size of a tennis ball, began to shrink gradually, like an orange that had been gradually drained of water.

In the end, all that remained in the large, flabby eye socket was a pure black ball the size of an egg yolk. Hiratsuka collapsed to the ground, occasionally convulsing, and an involuntary choking sound came out of his mouth.

Song Xiaocheng took out the ball from that disgusting eye socket. He thought it would be at least as heavy as glass, but it was actually light and fluttery, and it didn't feel like anything at all.

"Alas...... Song Xiaocheng picked up the quest item: disgusting eyeballs. Song Xiaocheng muttered, and then put the black ball into his pocket. There is no doubt that this is what Mr. Zeng asked him to find.

As for that Hiratsuka Yoshi, he originally wanted to push it into the meat grinder. But when he tried, the guy was so heavy that he couldn't move. It seems that he is indeed too negligent in exercising, so he has to secretly resolve that he must work hard to study physical skills when he has the opportunity in the future, and at the same time kicked Hiratsuka Xie a few times, and then turned to leave.

When he walked out of the factory, he was amazed by the place in front of him. This place looks like a small town, and there are a lot of factories around. Judging from the smell and sound, as well as the raw materials I had just seen, it was naturally not difficult to guess the products produced by these factories, especially the words "Flesh and Blood Workshop" were written in dark red handwriting on the outer wall of one of the factories.

Except for the empty factory that I had just left, I could see a lot of zombies walking around after I walked out, and some were even discussing with each other. It's like an industrial park.

Just when Song Xiaocheng couldn't find his direction and didn't know how to leave, a familiar figure appeared in his sight again.

"Song Xiaocheng. A ghost soldier with a long-poleed knife called out from the side of the road.

"Ma Jin! I never had time to ask you, what's the matter with you, how did you get here, how did you become a zombie?"

Ma Jin shook his head stiffly, and just pointed in a direction: "Go over there." ”

Song Xiaocheng glanced at his hand, and he was referring to a slightly smaller factory.

"What are you doing there? How are you going to get out of here? Let's get out of here together, and I'll take you back to the fire fortress. ”

Ma Jin still just shook his head and pointed to the factory.

"You...... You don't want to go?"

"I can't go. ”

"Tsk, what are you doing!" Song Xiaocheng smacked his tongue angrily, "Do you have to stay here to help that...... Did the living dead Hiratsuka do something? He's been beaten to death by me!"

Ma Jin shook his head again: "I'm not doing things for them." ”

"Huh, what about you...... Do you have free will? Uh, free undead?"

"I have a master to whom I am allegiant. ”

"Who?"

"I'm not qualified to say. Ma Jin said expressionlessly, still pointing to the factory building, "Go there." ”

Song Xiaocheng, who was helpless, had no choice but to let him stay where he was. It seems that X City is really undercurrent.

There was no one in the factory area of this "flesh and blood workshop" to stop him, and they were all busy with their own things. It's as if the other zombies are all dedicated to promoting production, and it seems that Song Xiaocheng is an idle tourist.

Walking around the small factory that Ma Jin was referring to, it was really different from the other factories - other factories could smell a rancid smell of blood through the wall, but this one was a fragrance.

"What...... Is this a fried skewer factory?"

Song Xiaocheng raised his nose and inhaled the strong aroma of fried meat skewers, still wondering if he could find anything delicious here. Although he secretly knew that even if he found it, it would probably be fried human flesh or something, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he almost vomited.

In a large vat about two meters in diameter, full of boiling hot oil, a naked man was hanging from his feet and neck with iron chains, and his whole head was dipped in the oil pan and fried. The oil pan kept turning bubbles, and the hot oil overflowed from the side of the tank from time to time, and the screams of the person in the oil tank could be faintly heard.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Song Xiaocheng had already roughly guessed who was blowing up inside. After some hesitation, he raised his right hand and melted the hanging chain, and then tried to suck the heat out of the cylinder so that the man inside would be as painless as possible.

When the man inside finally crawled out of the oil tank, the whole person was already crying and shouting, but except for a little greasy, he was still unscathed.

"Ahhh

Song Xiaocheng couldn't bear to look directly at the person on the ground. On the one hand, it is because this scene is too tragic, and on the other hand, I feel a little ashamed of this person.

"Brother Hou...... No, Uncle Hou, you are really miserable, a fried ghost who is alive and well!"

Hou Xiaolin couldn't say a word, just lay on the ground and cried, hugged Song Xiaocheng's ankles, and hit his shoes with his head.

"The dog ** raised, it blew up Lao Tzu for more than half an hour!!"