No tires, no dashboard, no seat bags, no mirrors, no front and rear lights, and even the fuel tank was rotten with a few holes. This is the current shape of this living motorcycle.

On the contrary, in the butt part of the car, there is an iron cage that looks like it has been welded, and it is intact.

Shen Cong suppressed the idea of devouring, cruising back and forth on the plastic rabbit and motorcycle skeleton, and made up a specific plot line in his brain.

……

Before the end struck, the owner of the motorcycle was about to sell rabbits, and when he saw a meteor fall to the ground, he ran away, and the rabbit was locked in a cage and did not run away, so he suffered the same changes as Shen Cong. The motorcycle lived, and the plastic rabbit and the motorcycle made a connection.

There must have been a twist and turn in the middle, and both the plastic rabbit and the motorcycle survived, but the plastic rabbit obviously didn't know how to use the activity, so the motorcycle could only absorb the active repair on its own. The torrential rain a while ago did not flood this highland, and the plastic rabbit was able to survive again.

So he went out alone to look for food, probably following the induction to find the King Kong, until he was caught by Shen Cong, and he forgot about the motorcycle skeleton if there was something delicious. Then he felt that Tae Ritian and the tumor pig had invaded his territory, and even wanted to devour the motorcycle, so the plastic rabbit became irritable.

And then there is today's series of events.

……

There are many holes in this story, such as why are the car wrecks concentrated in this area? For example, what do plastic rabbits eat these days? For example, why didn't Doomsday Storm kill plastic rabbits and motorcycles with almost zero protection? For example, why is it that the closer the wreckage is to the middle ground, the higher the degree of rust?

All kinds of unknowns.

But the main plot line, Shen Cong thinks that this direction is right.

When he saw the living motorcycle skeleton, his brain instantly connected many unthought questions - every mutant creature has an active core.

Only he and the plastic rabbit did not, and it happened that Shen Cong had a mysterious connection with the King Kong, and the plastic rabbit and the motorcycle skeleton also obviously had a mysterious connection.

In this case, I and the King Kong, the plastic rabbit and the motorcycle, in fact, did not jump out of the focus of the active core. I just don't know, is the King Kong number my active core, or am I the active core of the King Kong number? ”

This thought made Shen Cong vaguely excited in his heart.

He cares a lot about the active core.

Because it is easy to deduce from the signs of mutation of mutant monsters, the active core is an important source of mutation.

The meteor shower destroyed the old world, and it seems that it was also the one who brought about the unimaginable magic of activation, changing the lifeless metal and distorting the appearance of normal creatures. So in front of Shen Cong and all the survivors, there are actually only two ways to choose.

The first is to find a solution to the activity, to kill the fact that the metal "comes to life", and to cure the changes brought about by the activity.

If not, there is only a second way to choose one, to accept the reality brought about by the activity, and to try to use the activity to find an opportunity for evolution, so that the activity can serve itself.

Regardless of the choice, activity is something that needs to be thoroughly understood.

The source and center of activity, the core of activity, is the subject that Shen Cong urgently needs to study.

In fact, in Shen Cong's heart, he was even more looking forward to embarking on the second path, the human body was too fragile, he saw his parents with his own eyes that it was so simple, he fell in a pool of blood from a car accident, so fast that he didn't even have time to react in the blink of an eye. Maybe only he understands how much he wants to incarnate Superman at that moment, turn everything around, even if he can't change it, he can escape far away.

More than seven years have passed, and now there is an opportunity to become Superman, which is in front of him.

Just grab it gently.

……

Call!

Shen Cong took a deep breath and suppressed his chaotic thoughts, he longed for evolution, but he was more afraid that the vitality would bring disaster instead of evolution, so he tried not to let himself have too much illusory hope.

If you don't have hope, you won't be disappointed and return to a normal state of mind.

Turning his head, his eyes were on the plastic rabbit and the motorcycle skeleton, patrolling back and forth.

"Which one is the active core?"

"Is it a plastic rabbit? But with plastic rabbits, I don't have the desire to devour them. So a motorcycle? If the motorcycle is the core, does it mean that the King Kong is also the core, and I, just an extended shell? ”

Shell, core.

It doesn't matter which kind of Shen Cong it is, because between King Kong and him, it is he who occupies the absolute dominance, and all actions are expressed through his willpower.

Of course, it is always necessary to figure it out so that it is more convenient to exercise in a targeted manner.

After thinking about it, Shen Cong released the desire to devour in his body little by little, and slowly stretched out his hand to stroke the motorcycle, trying to devour the activity of the motorcycle.

No response.

Shen Cong tried his best to control the activity in his body, trying to absorb the activity of the motorcycle, but as usual, he did not have the ability to absorb the activity. The activity in his body is either carnivorous ingestion or the exchange of the Vajra and cannot be naturally absorbed from the outside world.

This method does not work, and there are two methods left that are worth trying.

One is to cook the plastic rabbit and eat it, and the other is to guide the King Kong to devour the motorcycle.

"If it was useful to eat the plastic rabbit, the idea of devouring should have occurred a long time ago, and it is more likely that the King Kong needs to be guided to devour." Shen Cong guessed, then concentrated and began to use willpower to manipulate the King Kong.

The Vajra is like an extension of his body, and the activity is the nerve bridge that is erected, and when a thought arises, the Vajra can react. The huge body of the King Kong, the dense activity, also expanded Shen Cong's perception at the same time, making him feel more free activity.

This time, in the perception, a ball of fire appeared, a ball of fire composed of activity.

It's a motorcycle skeleton!

The fire-like activity, the concentration of external radiation is unprecedented, and it produces a visible magnetic field, absorbing the free activity of the outside world all the time.

Seeing all this, Shen Cong's desire to devour became stronger and stronger, and he couldn't help but guide the King Kong and suddenly absorb it towards this flame activity.

As soon as it came into contact, a large circle of activity from that flame was greedily absorbed into the body of the King Kong, giving Shen Cong a warm feeling in an instant.

"This is devouring! Sure enough, it is ten times faster than simply absorbing free activity from the outside world! ”

Eating the marrow and knowing the taste, Shen Cong once again summoned the activity of the King Kong and absorbed the activity from the fire group.

Cuckoo!

Cuckoo!

Cuckoo!

At this time, the plastic rabbit in the iron cage suddenly screamed like crazy, bumping into the iron cage, staring at Shen Cong with red eyes.

There seemed to be a glint of anger and fear in his eyes.

Shen Cong just glanced at the plastic rabbit lightly, and continued to devour the activity, his attention being replaced by the devouring idea.

Every time he swallows a mouthful of activation, what is given back to him is a refreshing feeling that can stir the soul. The activity exchanged by the King Kong is increasing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and the limbs and bones are filled with activity, and the strength of every muscle, every skin, and every organ is numb.

The active fire mass of the motorcycle skeleton quickly dimmed, and even the roar with the plastic rabbit began to feel weak.

When Shen Cong controlled the King Kong to devour it six times in a row, the plastic rabbit had stopped moving, and the fire of the motorcycle was dim to the point that it was about to be extinguished. At this time, the King Kong gave back a "feeling of satiety", which seemed to have reached the saturation point of devouring and could not continue to devour.

In fact, even if the King Kong could still be devoured, Shen Cong would not dare, his body had exchanged too much activity in a short period of time. At first, it was nothing, but now I feel that it is like a fire, my mouth is dry, my face is red, and my body temperature rises rapidly.

Water!

Shen Cong hurriedly got up, rushed to the material compartment, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, and drank it with a bang. Not enough to quench my thirst, so I unscrewed another bottle...... Three bottles of mineral water in a row will relieve thirst and heat slightly.

The body seems to have just taken a sauna.

Sweat dripped down his cheeks, snapping, and Shen Cong even saw that hot steam rose from his body. Touching his forehead, it was at least forty-five degrees hot, so frightened that he hurriedly hugged a bucket of bottled water, and his face was against the bucket to dissipate heat. With such a hot temperature, it will burn out the brain for a long time.

It took ten minutes for Shen Cong to finally lower his temperature.

I was afraid in my heart, and the devouring activity was refreshing, but the result of swallowing too much was not good. This time, fortunately, I stopped in time and there was no problem, if I devoured it again, my body might spontaneously combust.

Walking out of the material room and wiping his sweat, Shen Cong set his eyes on the iron cage.

The plastic rabbit in the cage lay motionless, and the skeleton of the motorcycle also degenerated from the previous dark silver luster to a dull gray, no longer shiny.

I probed the plastic rabbit's breathing, and there was breathing, and there was a heartbeat.

Just unconscious.