Kyungwon took out a dry towel and wiped the blood stains on the mutant snake's gall.

As a result of crawling in the grass and dissecting the corpse of a python, his body was covered in dirty water and foul smell.

The shower and clothes he had just washed yesterday were stained again, but he didn't complain with a sad face.

With the towel wiping the blood on his face and hands, he took Xiaobai back to the bridge, put the snake gall in his travel bag, and tightened the zipper.

Then he ran back to the muddy grass to retrieve the eggplant thorn and stuffed the black, round-tipped wooden stick into the side bag card.

Back at the arched bridge, the cool river breeze was blowing in his face, and he looked up at the sky, where the sun was about to set again.

The clouds were as red as fire, and the sunset shone down and reflected in the turbid water, as if the river had become kind and lovely.

He touched Xiaobai's head, smiled, and whispered, "Go back." ”

"Wang!" Xiaobai agreed.

When he went back, he didn't need this puppy to lead the way, and he kept it in mind all the roads he had walked through, and with his keen senses, he wouldn't fall on the ground.

So he stuffed Xiaobai into the travel bag again, Xiaobai stretched out a small head, put his front paws on the shoulder strap of the bag, and stretched out his tongue to breathe, like a young master sitting in a sedan chair.

Jing Yuan flicked its forehead and glanced at the little yellow car, this shared bicycle was really about to be scrapped, when I rode it just now, I had a deep understanding that even the front of the car was crooked, if the front of the car was broken and pushed forward, it would be designated to fall into the river.

He decided not to torture the bike anymore and walked out on foot, thinking as he went to get a better quality bike.

The scale on the watch only goes until 5:34, and according to last night's experience, it will not get dark until about 7 o'clock.

Of course, he wanted to enter the house before nightfall, but it was not far from ten miles of sunshine, and he had been wandering around within 2 kilometers of the vicinity all day.

With the vague impression of wandering around in the morning, he found an open-air non-motorized parking lot next to a shopping mall, saying that it was a parking lot, that is, a piece of land was fenced.

There is a small kiosk at the entrance of the parking lot, and there is a sign printed with the words "3 yuan for battery cars, 2 yuan for bicycles, compensation for lost cars".

There weren't many cars parked inside, but there were only 14 or 5 of them, and Kyungwon found 3 mountain bikes that looked relatively intact.

After five or six years outside, even a new car should be rusty, and the one that looks the most intact has its front wheels stuck in heavy iron locks.

Jing Yuan originally had no means to open the lock, but suddenly thought of the eggplant wood thorn, so he used this hard and unreasonable wood to smash it hard, and ten minutes later, he really smashed the lock open.

The bike has been slightly modified, with a small basket in front and a holder for a thermos cup on the front bar.

Kyungwon rode it around the parking lot twice, and was very satisfying except for a little flat tire.

In order to inflate the tires, he smashed open the door of the small pavilion with an eggplant thorn, thinking that there might be a pump inside.

It turned out that there was not only a pump, but also a small radio on the table, which was not big, just like the little bee amplifier that teachers used in class, and had a leather buckle that could be fastened and hung on the belt.

Locked inside the pavilion, there was little damage.

Jing Yuan pressed the switch a few times, but there was no sound, thinking that maybe the battery was dead, this radio should be in good condition, go back and change the battery, maybe you can listen to the song stored in it or something.

Listening to music and admiring the moon at the same time, isn't this a petty bourgeois life?

With the hope of a better life, he took the radio away and refueled the tires of his bicycle.

Before leaving, he went into the mall again, looking for some clothes to wear.

The mall was empty, bleak, like a haunted house.

There are a few wandering zombies on the first floor, Jing Yuan is not polite, and he solved it with a file gun when he collided, and it happened that he didn't have time to try his hand when he upgraded his equipment just yesterday.

He shines his flashlight and passes by luxury counters and designer clothing stores.

The supplies were not as abundant as he thought, and the entire mall was empty and chaotic, as if it had been robbed and swept away.

But there were always some clothes left, and he picked out a dirty coat and trousers, lifted them, and compared them in front of the mirror.

In the end, I chose a set of well-fitting black casual clothes to pack and take away, and when I went back to wash it, it was brand new, black was dirt-resistant, and I could wear it for a while longer.

In the end, he didn't make it back before the sun went down, and darkness fell over the city again.

Kyungwon got on his bicycle and pedaled through the empty and deserted streets.

There are no street lights, no traffic streaming, no horns, no shouting from roadside stalls, no trendy music on the radio, no crowds talking.

Only the rotting humanoids took refuge in the dark corners, perhaps driven by the invisible sound of the wind, wandering aimlessly.

Kyungwon walked through them, deliberately ringing the bell.

Jingle Bell –

Crisp and pleasant, they chase the direction of the bell as if they have found their target.

They gathered behind the wheels of their bicycles, but Kyungwon had already left them behind.

Does Kyungwon want him to do this?

Yes, he thought.

It made him feel that he was different from them, and that he could feel that he was still living in this world—even if he was alone.

...

At 7:45 p.m., Kyungwon took Xiaobai to step into the door of 707, dragging his tired body for a day and nesting on the sofa.

When he came back here, he felt much more at ease.

The bike was parked downstairs and he didn't have to worry about being stolen, even though he had stolen from someone else.

No, it can't be called stealing, it's called taking, it's an ownerless thing.

Eat first, he was hungry.

Lighting a fire, boiling hot water, making coffee, opening a can...

After eating and drinking, he took out the mutant snake gall.

Under the firelight, the snake gall bladder has a jewel-like luster, speaking of which, it is a bit similar to the core of the mutated mango, except that it is much larger than the mango core, and the weight of the hand is heavy, just the volume, the size of a watermelon.

So how do you use it? Eat it straight?

Jing Yuan tapped it with his fingers, it was very hard, it didn't look like it could bite, and he couldn't raise the desire to eat this snake gall.

He flipped through the map to check his character panel, and a "+" appeared on the skill [Evolution 0].

"Evolve by discovering materials and integrating them into your body."

Into?

Jing Yuan looked left and right, and he didn't understand how to fit in.

Is it really to eat the snake gall?

He has no sense of taste, but he is not afraid of eating any strange taste, but this thing can't be put into his mouth at all, and his teeth have to be broken.

After thinking about it, he figured out a solution.

Cut the palm of his hand with a knife, and black blood flowed out.

He thought that there should be a lot of mold in his blood, and the only way to digest this snake gall bladder was to digest it, so that the mold in his body could feel the presence of snake gall bladder, and maybe they would eat on their own.

There is a sense of déjà vu of the magic weapon dripping blood to recognize the master, in short, try it first, if it doesn't work, cook it and eat it.

So he put the bleeding right palm on the snake gall bladder, and there was no change at first, but as his blood flowed on the surface of the snake gall bladder, the back of his hand suddenly burst into green tendons, and the knotted veins protruded.

The snake gall bladder was like a marshmallow in melt water, and suddenly softened, turning into some kind of viscous liquid with a strong stickiness, sticking to the surface of his skin, and wriggling like an active substance.

This scene couldn't help but remind him of [Venom] in "Spider-Man".

He didn't know what it was about, but there was a sense of satisfaction like eating.

After more than ten seconds, he became very tired and wanted to sleep.

No, he couldn't hold it anymore, his upper eyelids and lower eyelids were next to each other, his eyes were closed, and he fell asleep quietly on the sofa.

The snake's gall bladder melted away, wriggling and spreading across his skin.

Xiaobai, who was originally quiet, suddenly hid in the TV cabinet and hid, shivering at the sleeping shadow on the sofa.

Kyungwon's scent changed, and the breath of the python was emanating from his right hand, slowly blending and intertwining with his taste.