I remembered the man I had been killed in the desert before, and he had the characteristics that Luan Xi had described.

"What causes these mutated people?"

I stared into Luan Xi's eyes, hoping to find the answer in her expression.

Luan Xi's voice trembled a little, she lowered her head and said softly, "We don't know the specific reason, we only know that this mutation is related to a mysterious force in the desert. Perhaps, this is the curse of the desert. ”

I was silent for a moment, and a hint of determination flashed in my eyes: "In that case, I decided to find out the truth. Whether it's the curse of the desert or something else, I'm going to find out. ”

Luan Xi raised his head and looked at me, with a hint of gratitude and guilt in his eyes: "Zhao Rui, do you really want to take risks?" This secret has already claimed too many lives. ”

I nodded firmly, and helped her find a place to settle in.

The place is an abandoned hut, surrounded by jungle, as if it had traveled back in time.

The creaking sound of the dilapidated wooden door greeted us into a dark space.

A dull atmosphere fills the room, as if there are countless secrets and stories buried in it.

I always wondered why the world wasn't destroyed, why it wasn't the same as when I came in.

A chill crossed my heart and I couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Either I'm in another world, or ...... It was Pengamu who lied to me.

His wish to the phalanx was not to escape from the Blackwater Pool, but to restore the world to its original state.

My mind was swung with doubts and fears, and I needed to find answers.

After parting with Luan Xi, I decided to find a secluded place to take a closer look at this mysterious phalange.

I came to a deserted cemetery and sat quietly next to a broken monument.

The phalanges are clenched in the hand, and the bones of the white flowers are strangely shaped, like works of art carved by time. It emits a faint glow and exudes a mystical aura that glows.

My fingers glide lightly over the surface of the bone, cold and smooth to the touch.

This phalanx bone seems to have some strange power, which strikes me as strange and ironic.

Perhaps, Pengamu's wish is not to escape from Blackwaterhole, but to restore the world to its original state.

Whose bones are the finger bones that can even fulfill such a wish?!!!

My mind was full of questions, but at the same time, there was a hint of anticipation.

I believe the answer lies in this phalange, and it is the key to solving the mystery.

In the mist, I continued to stare at Bai Huahua's phalanges, as if I could see that it conveyed a power that was quietly changing.

As time went on, my mind became more and more confused, as if I was bound by an invisible magic.

As night fell, the atmosphere in the cemetery became more and more eerie.

Shadows danced from tombstone to tombstone, as if countless eyes were watching me.

I shuddered, but still held my finger bones firmly.

I closed my eyes and tried to immerse myself in my inner world.

The finger bone silently told endless stories, and I could hear them murmuring.

My attention was completely absorbed and I forgot everything around me.

In that silent cemetery, I developed a wonderful connection with my finger bones.

Time seemed to stand still, and I began to feel an ancient and mysterious power flowing through my fingertips.

I reached a strange state, as if I was in a distorted reality. I saw the phalange, and the memory of it unfolded in my mind.

When the phalanx first became conscious, it was in a white laboratory.

The walls are immaculate on all sides, and the space is dizzy with intense light.

There was a chilling smell in the lab.

I took a closer look at the white lab.

The laboratory table was filled with a variety of bizarre scientific instruments that emitted a faint humming sound.

Experimenters in white coats hurriedly shuttled through it, their faces expressionless, cold and mechanical.

There are also many strange-shaped creatures in the laboratory.

Some resemble human mutants, their bodies twisted and deformed, emitting low wails.

Some are monsters that can't see their form, and can only feel their terrifying existence.

They wriggled in their cages, their eyes empty and terrifying.

This white-flowered laboratory exudes a suffocating, eerie atmosphere.

It is a combination of technology and weirdness, a reflection of human desire and darkness.

This place seems to be some kind of distorted paradise, incomprehensible and unapproachable.

In this horrible environment, I felt my mental state begin to distort.

This phalanx is actually from a laboratory? Humans made it??

In this eerie and ironic environment, I felt the suffocating atmosphere in the laboratory even stronger.

The light is harsh, and the white of the walls reflects the cold test benches and bizarre scientific instruments.

The instruments hummed faintly, as if to warn me silently.

I looked around and saw a hairless monster inside a huge glass enclosure, its skin pale and its body deformed and twisted, as if it were surviving in endless pain.

This scene made me shudder, and I tried to look away, but I was attracted by those empty and terrifying eyes.

The experimenters hurried through it, their faces expressionless, cold and mechanical. Their demeanor and conversation are filled with a cold aura, as if they are robots deprived of their humanity.

They didn't care about the existence of those monsters, and just experimented with an indifferent attitude.

I felt an indescribable sense of oppression pervading the lab, as if an invisible pair of hands were clutching my throat tightly and making it impossible for me to breathe.

This sense of oppression, accompanied by the silence of the cemetery, made me feel more and more the desolation and horror of this strange environment.

Filled with fear of this lab, I began to wonder if I was in a distorted reality.

This laboratory is like a dark paradise, incomprehensible and inaccessible.

I couldn't help but shudder, and my finger bones seemed to convey an ominous aura in my hands.

My hand holding the phalanges trembled tightly, as if it had felt the fear.

"What is this place?" I asked, my voice faint and shaky.

However, I did not get an answer.

The people in the lab seemed unaware of my presence, continuing their cold and mechanical experiments.

My heart grew heavier and heavier, and I began to wonder if it was all real, or if it was just a hallucination deep inside me.

I closed my eyes and tried to escape this terrible circumstance through my inner world.