Ming's eyes opened, Han Mo looked at the thin line beside him vigilantly, and found that the thin line was not broken, so he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at the room, and was about to get up, but as if he saw something amazing, he quickly turned his head.

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

The original low-infection water, the distortion power in it almost overflowed, and the distorted power inside could be felt from a distance, Han Mo hurriedly walked closer, picked up the purple forest seedling, and when he shook the water clean, he looked at it carefully, and found that the originally highly infected purple forest seedling had become low-infected.

Han Mo swallowed his saliva, he hid the low-infection purple forest seedlings to calm his mood, otherwise the others would find out about their abnormality, and they began to secretly test the function of this drink cup.

In just one morning, Han Mo roughly tested the function of this cup, this cup has the effect of absorbing the distorting power of other things, at first Han Mo thought it was a distorted strange thing, but fundamentally different from a distorted strange thing, it needs two conditions to absorb the distorted power of the things in the cup.

One is blood, the more blood and thicker, the stronger its effect, last night there was only some residual blood in the quilt, so it took a full night to reduce the young Zilin plant to low infectivity.

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

Han Mo played with the cup in his hand, as far as it seems at present, this cup will not make his life lack of food at most, after all, the cup is so small, there is only so much food that can be processed at a time, and he doesn't have so much blood, so it is good to be able to maintain his food and clothing.

"Now it seems that that person has definitely discovered me, when I saw this cup, the instant sense of attraction was also his ghost, but what did he give me this cup for?" Han Mo looked at the low-infection food on the other side, which he had handled 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 very powerful, it is a pity that these foods have problems with them.

"I need someone to help test the poison!" Han Mo used to try not to cause trouble in the city, but he only tried his best, he was not a good person, and there were basically no good people in this last days, everyone was either struggling to survive, or using power to make a fortune, good people don't live long.

There are always people in the city who are struggling to survive because they have not been able to live for a long time, and they will start to fight for their lives, and the end of such people is usually reduced to food for some people, or they die in some corner.

It didn't take long for the young and strong Han Mo to pull an old man about fifty years old to a hidden corner, even if someone saw this scene, they wouldn't come, this kind of thing happened 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 go to this kind of dying person to attack, in this twisted and broken world, twisted life.

The old man was so hungry that he had no strength, and when Lu Li found him, he was digging a dirt pit, expecting to bury himself, after all, not everyone could accept that he was eaten.

He looked at Han Mo in despair, he didn't even have the strength to bite his tongue and kill himself, forget about being eaten, it was meaningless for people to live, and he didn't care about anything anymore, when Han Mo tied him up with a rope, he had a loveless look on his face, knowing that Lu Li took out something, he opened his mouth in surprise.

Han Mo looked at the old man who was forced to stuff the food, a sharp blade was pressed against the old man's neck, if there was anything wrong, Han Mo would turn around and run away according to the situation, or stab this person to death.

The old man's mood was confused, what kind of routine is this, before killing me to eat meat, and give me some food to compensate? Don't joke, okay, they have all started to eat people, how can they still have those consciences.

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

Han Mo's heart sank, is there really a problem with those foods? Sure enough, the things that directly fall from the sky are usually traps, and that cup may be extraordinary, but if he can't see the benefits, Han Mo won't take the risk of trying.

"What did you stuff into my head?Spirit Casting Formula?What the hell?What is the Xuanyin Corpse Refining Technique?" The old man patted his head and said bitterly, the words in his mouth attracted Han Mo's attention, what kind of special knowledge should these things have depending on the situation?

It didn't take long for the old man to faint because he had stuffed too many things into his head, and after Han Mo checked it, the broken iron piece pierced the old man's neck without hesitation, and Han Mo stood there, seeing that the old man stopped breathing and lost his life, because of the rumors that zombies stood up like zombies before, Han Mo waited for a while.

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

Back in his nest, Han Mo looked at the things on the table and fell into deep thought, the old man fainted because he was old, his brain had slowly declined, and he couldn't accept the impact of information, he was still young, and it stands to reason that there was no problem at all.

So to eat or not to eat, that's the question.

Han Mo picked up the young purple forest plant and tore a small piece, sensing the small twisted infection in this food, and a roar of hunger came from his stomach, after all, he had only eaten a little mushroom soup last night, and he had been busy for almost a day today.

"If there is a real problem, the worst outcome is death, and the best outcome is that the salted fish rolls over. Han Mo felt that he was doing something that would determine the fate of his life, so he stopped thinking about it, threw that small piece of purple forest into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and it tasted really good.

As the food entered his stomach, Han Mo also slowly felt that some information was pouring into his mind, and the beginning was the spirit casting recipe he had heard before, maybe it was because Han Mo only ate a small piece, or maybe because he was still young, he didn't feel dizziness and headaches or anything like that.

It wasn't until those information flows slowly subsided that Han Mo found that the half of the spirit casting recipe seemed to be imprinted in his mind, suppressing his excitement, Han Mo ate a small piece of food again, and only then did he finish making up the spirit casting recipe, and gradually understood what this spirit casting recipe was.