It's a very appealing flavor. Perhaps he was completely starved. After his sense of smell received such stimulation, his mouth secreted more water again, moistening his already dry throat. Originally unable to make any sound, now I can finally make a vague sound with a little hesitation.
Moving her nose again, Cassia's body instinctively searched for the source of the fragrance. That thing seemed to be edible, and he was eager to add energy to his body.
The scent was very close to him, and he vaguely judged it through his sense of smell. It seems that there is only basic thinking power in his arm. He is not thinking about too complicated problems now. So she opened her mouth and instinctively stretched out her dry tongue. In the darkness, using her sense of smell as her eyes, Cassia licked the things with a special fragrance stuck to her arms bit by bit.
It's liquid, and it feels like it's dry and hard on your tongue. I don't know what the smell is, and my nose is only filled with fragrance. Without any light, it is impossible to see clearly what this thing is. In addition to the fragrance, there is also the coldness. The surrounding temperature should have been tens of degrees below zero, but these liquids can still exist well and remain fluid, which on the other hand illustrates the difference between these things.
The licking motion was gentle. It should have been a very simple action, but Cassia encountered a problem at this time. He felt that he encountered a lot of resistance. It was not that he had no strength to drive his tongue. Instead, there is something growing on the tongue or arm, like a layer of hard brush, in the shape of barbs, covering a certain place.
His senses are not particularly sensitive, and he cannot distinguish the specific situation yet. During every licking process, you can feel the pain of being scratched on one side of your arm or tongue. Not only because of the cold, but also because of the special care taken by the body's instinct, and the sense of smell was restored in advance. The feeling generated there is the strongest, to a certain extent covering other feelings.
So it's not unbearable pain. On the contrary, moderate pain stabs Cassia's body, causing all his senses to recover at an accelerated rate.
I was very hungry, so I licked the liquid faster and faster. Due to the injection of these unclear liquids, the body gradually gained some strength. The stomach bag is also awakened from its slumber. There seemed to be no problem with digestion. According to Cassia's most basic perception, when the liquid was swallowed, it did not even have time to enter the stomach bag. On the way, it was completely broken down and digested by her body.
What could this be? As he gradually began to think, the liquid on his arms was quickly licked away. He continued to search for the smell and soon found the same thing spread out on the ground. Next to him, he leaned down and the fragrance immediately surrounded him.
The body seemed to come alive at this time and was moisturized by water. It was the strong excitement of seeing delicious food. But at the same time, there is still vigilance and hostility. It was two very weak feelings that had the momentum to appear, and then disappeared into the excitement of the carnival.
The licking then turned into swallowing. The throbbing in the throat, the tearing sensation of thirst disappeared, and the hunger in the stomach was quickly relieved. The coldness emanating from the bones began to disappear due to the warmth that gradually appeared in the blood vessels.
And at some point, Cassia also felt that her head was getting hot. The heat and coldness was not a temperature, but came from somewhere inside his head, burning invisible things in his body, like his spirit and soul. His consciousness was not clear to begin with, because of the abnormal appetite that continued to expand in his head, and he began to lose consciousness little by little. Coupled with the current heat, which was like a flame, he could no longer hold it any longer.
The body can obviously still move, but the consciousness can no longer keep up with the body's movements. At this time, Cassia didn't even know how this body worked. There seemed to be something wrong, something else controlling his body movements. Maybe it can be called instinct, Cassia finally thought. The temptation of food was approaching its peak at this time, frantically attacking the remaining sobriety in his head. In the end, of course, he couldn't resist. Cassia's spirit collapsed completely, exhaustion rolled in, and he struggled crazily inside.
It can be assumed that everything is going in the right direction. That liquid seemed to contain what his body needed, and the energy and lost materials had indeed been replenished. Soon after, the fragrance disappeared in an instant. There was no longer that thing on the ground, and there was only a dispensable aroma left around. Cassia's consciousness was able to take a breath at this time.
Looking for the final source of the fragrance, his body gradually gained some strength and wriggled on the ground. Soon after, my nose touched a cold object, which felt like steel, and the fragrance came from it.
It is a sealed container and should have a gap that allows liquid to leak out. He tried to reach out and touch the container in front of him with difficulty.
Without estimating the shape of the container, and the entire ground seemed to be moving forward, Cassia's pitifully weak body reminded him of this. He seemed to be lying on top of an object moving at a constant speed.
"Ding!" When his hand touched the container, a slight force caused it to roll on the very smooth ground. Then it rolled not far and hit other steel alloy products, making a crisp sound.
The memory suddenly went back at this moment. Although the obvious gap could not be filled, Cassia seemed to know where it was. Constantly moving space, cold air, no lights, cylindrical steel cans, and... shouldn't you be on a train? He remembered that he should have stayed on a heavy train.
This is the freezer for that frozen jar! Finally I remembered it, and because of the short-term stimulation, my consciousness returned a little bit.
You can't stay here forever. In a closed space, not only will it become more and more difficult to breathe, but the temperature here is not within the range that you can stay for a long time. These things immediately appeared in his mind, and Cassia rested for a while to save himself energy. The attraction of the fragrance is still there, but because he remembered something vaguely, it seems that he can hold on for a while longer.
For about two or three minutes, Cassia found that her body was not fully replenished by rest, but instead became much weaker. He knew that what he needed now was not rest, but simply the unknown liquid in those steel jars.
Maybe the condition of spreading the cross pupils is better, he thought, using Sukarius' method can now help him suppress the manic dragon tissue in his body.
So he took several deep breaths, resisting the discomfort in his lungs, and when he exhaled, he opened his cross pupils.
In an instant, a huge roar appeared in his ears, a roar, like endless thunder in a storm. The whole world seemed to be filled with this sound, and warm liquid, blood, suddenly appeared in his ears. The pain was accompanied by dizziness, and then hit his brain like a furious wave.
Cassia subconsciously wanted to turn off this state, and his body seemed to have become a sound source. But even if the entire auditory system is blocked, the roaring sound still sounds deep in the mind and soul. And the speed was a little slower. When he wanted to close the cross pupil state, the roar coming from nowhere suddenly increased several times. His body began to twitch, and his mind wavered between collapse and consciousness.
