Lin Zifeng stared intently at the red substance contained in the skull, the Adam's apple moved slightly, and a strong desire instantly surged up from the bottom of his heart, and the whispers that had already been clearly heard in his ears had already penetrated into his mind at some point.

Eat it, eat it, eat it!

Hunger, an unquenchable hunger, and I couldn't help but swallow saliva in my mouth. He didn't know what was in front of him, but this inexplicable hunger filled his whole body, and there seemed to be some pain, not only the stomach wriggling in his stomach, but also like every cell in his body was crying, they were hungry, they wanted to eat.

No, I can't eat it, who knows what the hell this is! Lin Zifeng hated this inexplicable feeling, as if his body had been out of his control, this feeling was very bad, it made him feel uneasy, and instinctively rejected the thoughts in his head.

But Lin Zifeng found that his body had slowly begun to move, and he desperately tried to stop the slowly raised hand, but it had no effect. The dagger that was still in his hand just now had been thrown on the ground at some point, and viscous blood was faintly felt on his slender and slender fingers.

His pupils dilated, and his fingers got closer and closer to the unidentified mass of unidentified matter that was still changing shapes, as if his breathing had slowed down.

An amazing scene happened, as if sensing Lin Zifeng's approaching fingers, the dark red cloud seemed to expand a little, as if something was trying to rush out inside, and at the moment when his fingertips touched, the cloud suddenly seemed to be blown away by the wind.

What's going on? It can actually fall apart! Lin Zifeng couldn't believe his eyes, until just now he had a faint feeling that the cloud-like red substance in front of him should be some kind of solid, because it wriggled like jelly poured on a plate.

But just as he thought he was going to touch something, it suddenly dispersed like a cloud of mist, turning into a red smoke, which began to wrap around his fingers like a twisted snake, and appeared in front of him along his arm.

What is it going to do? Lin Zifeng was a little flustered, and the red mist that crawled up just stayed in front of him, gradually enveloping him. The vision began to blur, and it was as if something had suddenly flooded into my mind.

If there were other people at this time, you could clearly see that Lin Zifeng's pores opened as if he was breathing, and those weird red mist scrambled to get into the pores.

And with the occurrence of this strange scene, Lin Zifeng felt an indescribable sense of comfort after the initial panic, like a person who had been hungry and thirsty for a long time suddenly ate a big meal, and the strong hunger gradually disappeared, replaced by satisfaction that filled every corner of his body.

The eyes gradually became clear, and Lin Zifeng's consciousness finally began to calm down, he subconsciously raised his hand, and his complexion, which seemed to be gradually whitening since the end of the world, became more crystal clear, and even the pores on it were a little unclear.

It's more like a thin layer of glaze plated on the skin.

He couldn't laugh or cry, is this still a man's hand? In addition to the slender fingers, which still looked like a man, even the half of the arm exposed outside the half sleeve became white as jade.

There happened to be a mirror on the compartment below the coffee table in front of him, and it seemed that the woman next to the leader had left it here. Lin Zifeng hurriedly picked up the mirror and shook his head left and right, and his face in the mirror that looked like a cream boy gradually looked a little stinky.

Although everyone usually resists the so-called little white face and little fresh meat, if men are given a chance to change their appearance, I am afraid that the vast majority of people will still choose a face that they spurn the most on weekdays. There's no way, I can't like it, but I can't stand a woman like it.

Something was wrong, Lin Zifeng gradually noticed something wrong, and the face in the mirror suddenly became serious and gradually closer. And in those long, narrow and deep eyes, a strange red glow appeared and disappeared in the pupils like a dancing flame.

"It's... He couldn't believe his eyes, and quickly held the mirror with one hand and opened the eyelids above and below his right eye with the other, and his whole face was pressed against the mirror. And through the mirror, in the eyes that were stretched out of the red wire, I clearly saw the incredible scene in the pupils.

There was something more in his eyes, though he didn't know what it was. I can think of everything that happened today, the dark red cloud-like substance, the red mist that suddenly appeared and disappeared at some point, and the strange red vision when using the ability.

They're not just fog. They are the root cause of everything that is happening today.

Lin Zifeng quickly calmed down, and after experiencing the initial panic and doubts, he quickly guessed what was happening to him. The dagger on the ground was picked up, and the red flame that suddenly appeared last night quietly wrapped around the blade.

I see.

A faint red color stretched down the blade of the knife to his white fingers, quietly spilling out from between his fingers. He tried to plunge a knife into the mutant wildcat corpse in front of him, which had become fragmented, and barely felt the slightest resistance, and the blade easily sank into the position of his hand.

And the circle of skin and flesh tightly wrapped around the edge of the blade has instantly turned black, and even faintly smells the smell of burnt protein. No wonder, such a hard skull can be easily pierced, and the red flame on the knife body is probably unimaginably hot.

After pulling out the dagger, Lin Zifeng, who was lying in front of him, carefully looked at this ordinary-looking dagger, the red flame shrouded in the dagger was actually far less intense than last night, just a faint layer of red, as if there was a layer of light swimming on it.

And this thin layer of red light was surging and closing with his will, and this feeling was as natural as if he was born with an arm that could move and bend at will. But why didn't the knife melt?

Lin Zifeng's eyes froze, as if he was hesitating about something. After a moment, the slowly raised left hand gradually approached the dagger that was still surging with red flames, and a finger lightly placed on the blade that had become snow-white.

The cold feeling of the metal came to my mind along my fingertips, and the fingers that I imagined would be burned were not at all unusual, and I couldn't even feel the red flame that had wrapped around my fingernails. And when he picked up the dagger and gently placed it on the coffee table, the coffee table made of unknown materials was like a melting candle in an instant, and a small hole appeared.

The strange phenomenon caused him to accidentally let go of the dagger, and when he reacted, the dagger had already begun to fall vertically, and was about to land on the cyan floor tiles. Lin Zifeng's gaze subconsciously fell on the falling dagger, but he saw that the dagger that had fallen quickly seemed to slow down in an instant.

Don't?! Lin Zifeng stared at the dagger that was slowly falling in the air, and he couldn't help but have the idea of trying it out.

Stop.

He said in his heart.

I saw that the dagger that was about to fall to the ground was only a finger's height from the ground, and it stopped in an instant.

Even the wind outside the window seemed to stop flowing at this point, except for himself.