The warm sunlight hits the sponge, transferring the sun's heat to a few meters above the surface of the sea. Feeling the warmth of the day, groups of shallow sea fish happily swim in it, forming a huge school of fish, enjoying the hard-won warm current. Even sharks swimming in the shallow waters seem to have lost interest in hunting, swinging their tail fins and swimming lazily in the water, like a gentleman shark with a pipe in their mouths.

But a hand surged out of the bottom of the sea in an instant, and the huge force even caused a trace of vacuum fluctuations in the sea water in an instant. And that hand grabbed the shark's abdomen fiercely, and the huge force instantly broke the soft belly, and Liszt's whole person also rushed out of the bottom of the sea, standing wet in waist-deep water, gasping for breath, and drinking the air outside the sea quite boldly.

Liszt's chest rose and fell, and his right hand held the shark struggling back and forth, and his five fingers were like pincers into the shark's abdomen and held firmly, no matter how much it struggled. But Liszt didn't stay on the surface of the sea for long, he tightened the oxygen cylinder on his back, looked at the sharks around him who smelled blood and gradually surrounded him, and strode towards the beach with a Winchester shotgun in his left hand, while his eyes were extremely vigilant to watch the movements in the surrounding dense forest.

Only the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, or the small hare bouncing through the bushes, looks like the most beautiful forest fairy tale, everything is so peaceful and peaceful. But now Liszt, who is only wearing a pair of shorts and a **** upper body, does not believe in this false peace at all, and his eagle-like eyes sweep around to confirm that there is no abnormality. He just started to walk briskly on the beach. Walk towards a cliff at the edge of the forest.

Bruises on his back and scarred wounds were everywhere. Especially on the back, arms and legs of the ****, one by one it seems to have been tortured inhumanely. In fact, last night, after he jumped off the cliff more than ten meters high and set off a beautiful wave directly on the sea, the surging dark tide took him countless times to hit the extremely sharp reef washed by the sea, almost making him disembowel.

Even the dark tide rolled him couldn't even get out of the sea, so he directly pulled his body and drilled down to the deepest part of the sea. If he hadn't directly exchanged for a diving oxygen tube, I am afraid that he would have drowned directly in this sea area. There is simply no chance to touch the sandy shores. And when he appeared in this sea area at about four o'clock in the morning, he was covered with bloody wounds, and bruises were all over his body, and he could touch the wounds with his fingers, making him almost faint in pain.

However, he endured the pain that seemed to come from the depths of his soul, and stubbornly supported his body and walked nearly three kilometers towards the depths of the dense forest. The strengthened body made his physical strength and recovery ability faster and faster, almost less than twelve hours, and the wounds and bone cracks that should have allowed him to heal for at least a year to recover had already begun to heal themselves extremely quickly with the power of the artifact. To this day, Liszt was able to continue even high-intensity activities without fear of reopening the wound.

"Those damn brutes. That bunch of damn dogs! ”

Liszt's mouth let out a slight curse, and his teeth clenched tightly. The shark that was clasping his abdomen in his right hand was no longer struggling, only a little bit of blood dripping to the ground with his movements. Slowly looking up at the open area at the cliff, Liszt's heart was also slightly relaxed, there was a hiding place he had found, although the environment was quite harsh, but at least he could ensure that he hid in it without being discovered.

When he threw away the Enclave's communicator, Liszt had already parted ways with this world, although this world looked good, but it was Liszt, who knew the inside story, that could not bear the peaceful environment that could die at any time. As a soldier, Liszt sometimes doesn't care about dying in battle, because dying in battle is an honorable thing for a soldier. But when he was in peacetime, the Enclave led by the United States federal government to conduct scientific experiments, then he would never sit still, or resist, or flee, he would never lie there like a quail waiting for death.

This is also the reason why he chose to leave, this pre-war world is still dominated by the state system, and this entire state level power is unimaginable in the wasteland of later generations. And even if Liszt has hundreds of thousands of points and a golden finger that can be exchanged for weapons exchangers, in the face of the real national power, he can only resist slightly, and finally become a fish on the chopping board like this shark in his hand!

The cliff in front of you was littered with rocks, and there were dogs and teeth everywhere. But Liszt's speed did not stop at all, he was as dexterous as an ape to find a place to put his feet on this rock, and even when he crossed a ravine of about three meters and jumped onto a cliff near the sea like a knife, he could only have room to stand on one foot.

Liszt was as independent on one foot as if he was a martial arts master, the shotgun and shark in his hand, and the oxygen tube behind him did not become an obstacle for him, just with a force, he jumped out and kicked quickly on the cliff, and with that reaction force, he jumped lightly into a cliff hole about half a meter. And when all his body jumped in, the waves outside were still crashing against the reef more than ten meters below the cliff, and the waves were broken into countless flowers, and no one found the entrance to this small pothole less than half a meter long and wide.

This is a karst cave that Liszt occasionally found when he was walking on the beach, although the entrance was only about half a meter, with his burly body had to bend over and half-lie into it, but once he passed through the tunnel of about four or five meters, it suddenly opened up, a karst cave of about five hundred square meters, three meters high, appeared here, as if it was a villa hidden in the belly of this cliff.

And when he came to this cave, Liszt finally breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what, this cave was now his residence. And it's not dark in it, a few thick candles are still burning, and the shadows in this cave are enough, although after all, it is not clear to see all the appearance of the cave, but it can at least illuminate a space of about 100 square meters. This was enough for Liszt's basic life.

The shark was still on the cutting board in the corner, the place belonged to his makeshift restaurant, the gas stove and pots and pans were not lacking in anything, and he had exchanged everything more than an hour ago, and even the price was so low that it didn't cost 1000 points for all. This is just a small number for Liszt, who still has more than 200,000 points, and he even exchanged various spices to satisfy his stomach, at least he lives alone, and he doesn't need to worry about whether his ability will be known by outsiders.

If there are more inexplicable things in his home from time to time in the society of the American Federation, I am afraid that he will be targeted by the FBI guys immediately. And once his abilities are known to the U.S. government, I am afraid that all kinds of experiments will immediately revolve around him. Liszt never doubted that in the radiation world, the American Federation, which can conduct social experiments on tens of thousands of people, might honestly let him go.

The answer is obviously no, if he can't study anything, I'm afraid he will be sliced when he dies, and it is extremely generous to be able to keep a whole corpse. Liszt was quite sure of this, and he watched the sliced shark meat in the pan gradually change color, and an attractive smell also appeared in this cave, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a wry smile: "It seems that a person's life is about to begin." ”

PS: Ahem, I'm sorry everyone, I'm so tired this time. I'll get up tomorrow morning to code, and there will be a shift at about half past ten in the morning. Yesterday it seems to be busy, and now I always feel unenergetic, because I didn't sleep well at work in the morning, and I was really depressed, and tomorrow I will strive to work hard to code words... (To be continued.) )