In a dark room, Chen Mu woke up slowly, his breath was very weak, how could he have the majesty and strength of an innate martial artist, it seemed that he was an ordinary mortal, and he was the weaker one among mortals.

"Ahem, it's really like a dream, could it be that the previous ones were all hallucinations, or is it that the side effects of using the 'ghoul form' this time are so big?"

Chen Mu coughed lightly a few times, feeling a little weak and unable to help the wind, and the doubts in his heart could not be solved.

In fact, he has been here for half a month, but he still can't remember the memory gap before, and he only remembers that he had to use the ground to refresh the resurrection coin to fight against the huge octopus burning head, and it seems that he did crush the other party with a move "Void Shattering".

It's just that the previous memory ends here, as if watching a movie, suddenly it goes dark, and the next shot abruptly switches here.

"I don't understand what the situation is, I can't even enter the system interface, I can't sense the sea of qi, I don't have any European qi, and even my body has become like this.

The key is the lack of specific information about this place, and I can't even determine whether I'm still in that wasteland world now, I'm really sad to death, alas!"

Mu Chang Chen sighed, sat cross-legged on the ground, and reached out to touch his bald head, which had a layer of light hair stubble, feeling like a prisoner who had just been released from the trumpet.

His current physical condition is about the same as on the earth, at least the height, hand shape, and bones are not much different, but unfortunately there is no mirror, but he repeatedly touched his facial features with his hands, and it feels similar to the original.

At least it's no longer the mutated form before, but a very ordinary normal human being, a little thinner, and a little bit of a feeling of weakness like being hollowed out, standing up and walking a few more steps is a little out of breath, like a weak scholar who has just recovered from a serious illness.

During this time, Chen Mu was locked in this hut, there was a small window, but it was opened very high, and now he had no Ou Qi and light skills, and his body was so weak, he couldn't climb up to see the situation outside.

The hut seemed to be some kind of prison cell, with simple necessities of life, and food would be brought every day, twice a day, just a coarse and hard-to-swallow multigrain dumpling, the size of a fist, plus a bowl of what seemed to be wild vegetable soup, but more like leaf soup.

Chen Mu originally wanted to talk to the food delivery person for a few words and learn a little bit of information, but unfortunately that guy was dumbfounded, looking like a walking corpse, his eyes were dull and he never spoke, he delivered food on time every day, put down his things and left.

The only clue is that the clothes on the other party's body are a bit like monk's robes, but Chen Mu has not studied this aspect, and he can't figure out whether this thing is a monk's robe, or just some kind of robe.

It is worth mentioning that he himself is wearing a robe similar to that of the other party, a bit like the monk's robe in the TV series, the light gray kind, the workmanship and material are very rough, and the details are also very different from those in the TV series, but they are still a little similar in general.

"Damn, could it be that I really crossed over for the second time, but this time I crossed over to become a monk?"

Chen Muzhen was a little confused by the second monk, just from such a plausible dress, there was really no way to confirm anything.

What made him even more depressed was that even if he crossed over and became a monk, he was locked up in a small black room as soon as Mao woke up, and no one came to visit the prison, so he let himself die clearly.

"Forget it, if you come, you will be safe, so many winds and waves have survived before, how many laps have you walked back and forth before the ghost gate is closed, is it possible that I am still afraid that this little black prison will not work, at least there is food and drink now, it's good to think about it." ”

Chen Mu laughed at himself, for the time being, he couldn't think of any way to change the status quo, so he could only consume it first.

Of course, with his personality, it is impossible to really sit and eat here and wait for death, but he is also a person who has been in the cruel wasteland world for so long, and his will to survive is no longer comparable to that on the earth.

There was nothing in this room, so there was no way to know the exact time, but after coming for so many days, Chen Mu still observed a lot of details very carefully.

First of all, he will deliver food twice a day, and this is judging by the bell outside.

Every morning and evening, when there is a bright light outside the window, or it turns dark to simply guess, there is a faint ringing of the bell.

Although he felt far away from the sound source, Chen Mu paid special attention to it for several days, and finally confirmed that it was not his own tinnitus or hallucinations, but that he really rang the bell in the morning and evening.

Of course, there were a few days in between, I didn't know if it was raining or cloudy outside, so it was impossible to accurately judge whether it was dawn or dark from the light source from the window.

But combined with the fact that the number and time of delivering meals every day are fixed, Chen Mu finally judged some information, at least the bell ringing once in the morning and once in the evening, which is a very accurate way to judge the time.

In addition, although this black cell has windows, combined with the ventilation and natural light, the cell is not built directly outdoors, it is a bit like a semi-underground feeling, at least this room is like this.

In addition, there don't seem to be guards here, anyway, in the past few days, Chen Mu hasn't seen the guards patrolling once, or other creatures have not appeared except for the wooden man who delivered food, not even half of the rats.

This made Chen Mu breathtaking, in his impression, such a black prison is synonymous with dirty and messy, but he didn't expect it to be very clean here, at least he didn't see any rats, cockroaches and anything like that.

He could vaguely feel some kind of inexplicable aura covering this place, making people feel a little unnaturally depressed, just like the legendary Long Wei, Chen Mu guessed that this might be the reason why there were no living creatures here.

While thinking wildly, while getting up from the ground, Chen Mu simply cleaned up the bed, in fact, there was no bed, only a worn-out straw mat spread on the ground, and an equally worn animal skin, Chen Mu couldn't tell what kind of beast's skin it was, it was a quilt.

There is no cold and damp feeling here, but it is still a little cold at night, or his body is too weak, anyway, Chen Mu feels that if he doesn't have this animal skin, he is afraid that he will really freeze out of illness.

Everything is very shabby, there are no big holes, there are many small holes, but they are still clean and there is no smell.

There was also a commode and a bucket in the corner, and the wooden man would replace them every day when the food was delivered.

At the beginning, Chen Mu thought about taking advantage of the opportunity of the other party's food to knock the other party unconscious, anyway, it seemed that there were no guards here, and this wooden man didn't look defenseless every time he came in.

But in the end, he gave up this idea for the time being, and didn't say anything else, just because he was now a weak chicken who was gasping for breath when he took two steps, and he really didn't have the confidence to escape.

Let's wait and see, recuperate for a few more days, Chen Mu thought.