Chapter 8: Cracks
"Huh?" Glancing at the dark alley, Channing guessed, his gaze finally resting on the bleeding rat corpse on the ground. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info This is indeed the only thing I just did that triggered that prompt.
Isn't it? He crouched down, looked at the yellow-fur thing thoughtfully, and carefully lifted the corpse of the rat with a deviant movement in his hand.
"An unknown energy source was found nearby, and the energy gauge value was increased by an additional 0.002%. ”
"That's right. I just don't know if it's the effect or what's in it. Carrying the rat corpse and weighing it, Qian Ning took a few steps back, and under the street lamp on the side, he carefully looked at the thing in his hand.
The overall appearance is not very different from the rodents I usually see, except that the coat is yellowish and the body is larger.
The sound of the increased energy gauge in his ears jumped, and he stood with something in his hand, leaning sideways slightly, checking the wound he had just been bitten on his left hand.
The clothes were already torn, and he rolled up his sleeves and looked at the traces that were still bleeding, the injury was not big, but what Qian Ning was worried about was another problem. This yellow-haired rat may carry germs. For example, the plague.
This is the biggest concern of the survivors, and disease is also one of the major factors that cause the death of the survivors of the apocalypse, and the lack of medicine can sometimes even make a tough guy sacrifice the most basic dignity for his sick child.
"It seems that it is necessary to disinfect immediately to prevent the possibility of infection. If there is a real problem, you can only count on the special medicine of this world. Frowning and glancing at the mouse corpse in his hand again, Channing stood and had no intention of immediately using the bottle blade to untie the thing and check the abdomen.
After standing still for a few more seconds, he heard the system prompt sound that had stopped in his ears, and he was silent in his heart and clicked out the attribute panel.
"Arcade system hosts: Channing, Rael. ”
"Current level: Not in the flow. ”
"Power: 0.44 points"
"Dexterity: 0.43 points"
"Will: 1.52 points"
"Constitution: 0.25 points"
"Remaining Energy Gauge Energy Value: 0.011%"
"0.011%?" looked at the energy gauge value of the last row on his attribute panel inexplicably, but he didn't mean to turn around and leave immediately, he held the useless rat corpse in his hand expressionlessly, and lowered himself to pick up a few wine bottles on the ground and threw them deep into the alley.
"Ping Pong", the sound of glass breaking sounded in the quiet alley.
It seems that there should be no threat. Seeing that nothing else was shocked, Qian Ning's originally nervous mood relaxed a little and walked towards the depths of this alley.
Compared with the wound that he was about to treat, there was another thing that Qian Ning was also very concerned about. That's how the hell this thing in my hand came about. At the very least, check the previous crime scene to see if there are any clues.
Closer, he watched calmly, his eyes skimming over the stinking metal trash cans, and then a few meters closer in the direction of the figure at the back. The further inside, the smell of blood became more and more intense, and in the end, it would even give ordinary people who were not used to smelling it a very pungent feeling.
There was a softness under his feet, as if he had stepped on something, Qian Ning calmly lowered his head and glanced at it, just thinking that it was just an ordinary piece of garbage that had fallen out of the trash can and was going to sweep it away with his feet, but after carefully identifying the general shape of this thing, he stopped abruptly.
The lobes of the lungs, and the crippled kind. It seems that his own intrusion disturbed the predator's eating. After all, the vast majority of predators start eating from the internal organs of their prey, and this trait is especially evident in wolf groups.
The head wolf first eats the entrails of its prey.
"So. Secretly said in his heart, his footsteps moved cautiously, Qian Ning's expression was still the same, but his eyes stayed on the half-leaning corpse with his abdomen hollowed out for a moment and then looked away, and his eyes were more filled with a sense of exploration in it.
It's nothing disgusting or disgusting, and it's a peaceful scene compared to sitting next to a corpse and eating carrion raw.
Nothing. Shaking his head imperceptibly, a trace of doubt flashed on the young man's face, but there was more unspeakable unwillingness in his heart. After all, judging from the environment I am in now, it is indispensable to use the energy gauge value to improve my attributes.
Only in this way can you get in touch with the rest of the system.
Carrying the things in his hand, Qian Ning's footsteps lifted slightly, and he stepped over the corpse with a fatal wound on his neck, and took a few steps forward.
Suddenly, a metal trash can near the corner of the wall caught his attention. What's behind that trash can to be exact.
A crack, and a glimmer of light in the crack. Taking another half step forward, Qian Ning lowered his head and carefully examined the crack the size of an adult's palm. The light was dim, almost none. In addition, the angle of the position where he was standing just now was completely blocked by this corpse and the garbage can, if he didn't go a little further, maybe such a place would be ignored by himself.
And looking at the size of the thickest slit, it can barely let the not too big mouse in his hand get out.
So where does that lead?
Standing at the entrance of the cave for a moment of half-guessing and half-thinking, Channing consciously rummaged through the memories of the teenager named Rael in his mind, and finally stopped in one place. He found the answer to the light source.
Fluorescent grass, which emits night fluorescence in a natural dark state, is one of the products unique to the former station castle, and has always been used as a medicinal herb by local residents, and the effect should be similar to the antibiotics of their own world. It is mainly produced in the natural environment of the former station city, underground sewers.
The reason why Rael remembers it so clearly is that his sister Lena used to work as a grass picker under the name of the Agre gang for a while, and that kind of thing sometimes passed through the hands of Rael, who occasionally went to help, so the slum boy remembered it very clearly.
If you find the source of the thing in your hand, it will be much easier.
Qian Ning stood on the edge of this crack in the alley for a while, turned around and looked down at the paper bag he had just thrown out and smashed, it was no longer edible.
Turning his head and sweeping his eyes, after making sure that nothing else had fallen, he carried the corpse of this yellow-haired rat with some weight, walked out of the alley, turned around, walked dozens of steps, and turned into another dim alleyway.