Kyungwon's whole body was covered in mold, and these foamy things invaded his blood, licking his skin.

There was darkness in front of him, and he gradually lost the perception of his body, in the darkness, several turquoise rays of light fluctuated softly, and the rhythm of each fluctuation was not connected, these so-called turquoise rays were constantly washing his consciousness, and he heard more voices in the light.

It was a few hazy consciousnesses, these consciousnesses were inaudible, they didn't have anything called "self", they were like clumps of blank paper, they were more advanced than single-celled organisms, they would respond to Kyungwon's communication, but just a poke at the frog, and the frog would jump.

He could roughly understand where these consciousnesses were coming from, and could see his surroundings vaguely through their eyes.

It's a place like his dreams, where he is a god and can edit everything in his dreams at will.

He manipulates everything in this world in a way that he can understand, and when I watched "Sword Art Online" and "Thriller Game" in the past, I envied the kind of fully immersive helmet that can substitute the five senses and pain into it, everything that happens in the immersive game is no different from reality, and playing this kind of game is like going on another unbelievable magical adventure.

He likes to play games, especially the kind of single-player games that have a great story play experience, such as "The Witcher III", "Xenoblade", "The Legend of Zelda", etc., he also likes to watch anime, movies and, he can always immerse himself in it, and when it is over, it is like experiencing a big adventure and reminiscing about it for a long time.

So he moved as he pleased, and created this world into an interface similar to an immersive game world, with a large white ball of light standing in the air, built in reference to a certain main god.

Those turquoise rays of light fluttered, and if you went infinitely deeper, you could see that they turned into streams of data.

This is really a very wonderful feeling, he is connected to the huge mycelium web under the ground of Zhoushan City, as if it has become a biological computer, and a second for him, suddenly expands into a longer time unit, not that time is slowing down, but his thinking is accelerating.

It's like the state in "Acceleration World", in the setting of that anime, every player has the opportunity to get acceleration points, and with acceleration points, they can speed up their thinking and use a second as a minute.

Now, a second is almost sixty times more expanded for him.

He had more time to process the information and understand what state he was in.

In this world, he does not have a "body", this world is his body itself, and this state is like a legendary meditation, as if he is meditating inward about his internal organs.

The first is those turquoise streams of consciousness, which are interpreted into images, through which he can perceive the images near that life.

The first picture is the school, this is the No. 1 High School in Zhoushan City, he saw those old desks, the blackboard is a formula written in chalk, and the blackboard newspaper is drawn in the back row.

A tree broke through the wall, squeezing a gap out of the middle of the classroom, and it was the thorn tree, which he had seen from afar, and which had no leaves on it, and whose branches were as red as blood.

At this moment, he saw the whole picture of the surrounding of the tree, at the root of the tree, there were countless white bones, the trunk of the tree hung with tattered school uniforms, stained with blood that had long been dried, and there was a huge cavity under the root of the tree, and countless vines grew in the cavity, and a zombie was hung on each vine.

The vines pierced through their necks and into their spines, and the zombies hung there like hanged ghosts, unmoving.

Most of them are wearing school uniforms, and they can't distinguish between men and women, and their thin and black faces are extremely penetrating.

They have a life response, but they can't move, because their only role is to be a breeding ground for the tree.

Kyungwon understood how the tree grew, and he saw the extremely distant images recorded in these consciousnesses.

Screams and blood splattered everywhere, thousands of teachers, students, and staff gathered on this campus, and the living corpses that changed one step ahead attacked and gnawed everywhere, and the chaotic, bloody, and hellish scenes were staged here.

The living corpses attack the living, they cut open the stomachs of the corpses, bend down to drink the blood and eat the flesh, the sound of chewing bones echoes, and the living corpses gnaw on the intestines and heart and lungs.

In the chaos, the corpses were piled up together, and finally there was no longer a conscious life here, even the living corpses were stained with blood, they smelled blood, and even their own kind attacked each other, they were not afraid of death, more and more living corpses gathered together, the corpses were as high as a hill, the real blood flowed like a river, the ground was stained red with blood, and the viscous blood like a stream gathered together and flowed.

The substantial smell of blood is almost transmitted through the picture, this is the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood.

In the mountains of corpses, irrigated by blood, the tree sprouted, and that was the beginning of everything.

Then there was another stream of consciousness, the hospital, where almost the same scene was played, with brutal and bloody fighting everywhere, and finally walls were piled up, walls made of corpses.

The tree must rely on hundreds of human blood and corpses to germinate, and when it sprouts, its roots are rooted in flesh and blood, and they rely on this nourishment to grow, giving birth to an out-moving body.

Kyungwon's gaze swept over the streams of consciousness and saw the moment when they were born.

The process was extremely fast, and he realized that there was not only a large stream of consciousness, but also a smaller one, which was almost imperceptible, like a speck of dust.

The reason why he found out about this was because he saw a familiar place, the fruit shop, the place where the [mutated mango] was picked, the strange vine plant, it was also a fungus tree, but there were too few corpses to support its germination, it was stunted, it was not easy to germinate, it could only grow to that big.

Kyungwon suddenly realized that the vine was so ferocious, it would create bait to attract zombies, and use the vine to bind and drag it into its digestion site, and digest it into nutrients.

But he remembered that when he used a crowbar to hit the mango, the fruit fell easily.

Consciousness sank, and he instantly understood what was going on.

The mango fell off on his own initiative, not by him, because he came here, if it was another life, it would have been attacked by the spiky vines, but because it was him, the fruit fell on its own initiative.

This authority had always been in his body, but he didn't know how to use it.

(End of chapter)