Jiang Cheng squinted at this scene, feeling a little complicated.
Unexpectedly, I turned into the kind of person I once hated the most.
In this day and age, some people would kill without hesitation just for a bite to eat.
Some people even eat the corpses of their own kind alive in order to survive.
There are also people who may have the last remaining bottom line in their hearts and are unwilling to do anything to the corpses of the same kind, but they can lick the blood left by the corpses when they cannot see them.
Everything is to survive!
Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, turned around and entered the house.
Because it's still dark, Tong Xiaorou and Yaya haven't gotten up yet.
But Liang Xin was already guarding the stairs.
Seeing Jiang Cheng entering the door, she lowered her head slightly, wondering if she had seen what happened outside before.
But she didn't show anything strange. She walked down and saluted: "Sir, those who were monitoring us have disappeared."
Jiang Cheng nodded slightly, took out a piece of compressed biscuit and threw it over: "It's for you."
"No, sir, it's really not necessary. I haven't even eaten those insect limbs." Liang Xin hurriedly refused.
"These are snacks." Jiang Cheng entered the room without looking back.
Liang Xin was shocked.
snack!
What a luxurious and distant word.
She suddenly felt inexplicable that those wilderness people outside couldn't even afford the houses here, and were willing to kill just for a bite to eat.
But she, who is also a wilderness person, not only lives in a house, has food to eat, water to drink, but also snacks.
What a luxury!
Liang Xin couldn't help but sniff, and her eyes, which were originally numb and blank, gradually became brighter.
She took a deep breath, turned around and went upstairs, ready to continue her sentry duty.
When she came to a window, she looked at the wilderness people sleeping on the ground below, and suddenly felt a strong sense of superiority in her heart.
Once upon a time, she also dreamed of having endless food to eat, endless water to drink, and a house that could not be blown down by the wind.
However, their family simply does not have that ability.
But now, it no longer seems that I am that far away.
But all of this depends on that adult!
And that adult is generous enough!
Looking down at the wilderness people outside, Liang Xin's dry, fleshless hands unconsciously scratched on the window sill, and her sharp black nails easily scratched the concrete window sill.
Jiang Cheng didn't know that he had won people's hearts with a piece of compressed biscuit. After returning to the house, he hugged Tong Xiaorou who was about to get up and lay down again, feeling a little confused.
He was confused by his previous behavior.
He casually used the food that leaked out from between his fingers to lure others to kill him. As a result, he didn't feel any guilt in his heart, even though the person who was killed had offended him.
But, when had I become so indifferent to life?
It was as if his heart had really become cold, and he seemed to have been completely assimilated into this world of cannibalism.
However, can a person who has just traveled from a peaceful world really adapt to everything here in just six or seven days?
Is my adaptability too strong, or am I just so cold-blooded by nature?
Jiang Cheng couldn't help but recall his previous life again. Before the age of twenty-nine, he was just an unknown office worker.
Until the age of twenty-nine...
Everything behind it is blank.
He has no memory of why he traveled through time. In his previous life, was he hit by a car, drunk to death, or exhausted from staying up late?
have no idea.
All this was blank. He only knew that he lived twenty-nine years in his previous life.
All the rest is unknown.
Jiang Cheng also thought of something. He had not paid attention to it before, but now he couldn't help but reflect on it.
That is, I seem to have an inexplicable emotion towards the residents of the shelter. It's hard to say whether it's resentment or something, but my senses are not very good.
But, what does the refuge of this world have to do with myself?
As a time traveler, why would I have emotions for the shelter residents of this world?
Are you really just feeling unfair for Yaya and Tong Xiaorou?
But even though Tong Xiaorou is only eighteen years old, the shelter seems to have existed a long time ago. At that time, Tong Xiaorou's grandparents may not have been born yet.
Even Tong Xiaorou and Yaya only became wilderness people after the drought.
The drought has only occurred in about ten years.
Jiang Cheng thought of one thing again. His own evolution seemed too childish. At that time, it was just because he wanted to become an evolver, and then he really became one.
At that time, the subtitles that appeared in my mind seemed very strange.
I didn't think much about this before because of the difficulty of survival, but now I can't help but think about it.
He didn't know if other people had experienced this when they started evolving.
But my own evolution always feels a little special.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Tong Xiaorou keenly noticed something was wrong with Jiang Cheng and asked worriedly.
"No." Jiang Cheng tightened his arms and said with some fascination, "I just want to think of something."
Tong Xiaorou felt relieved and leaned gently into Jiang Cheng's arms. After a while, she suddenly raised her head and asked, "You said you were going to buy pots, pans, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and the like. Did you buy them? Do you want me to cook you something?" of?"
Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up: "Okay."
With a wave of his hand, he took out all the things he had bought before. In addition, he also took out a lot of beef, water, and specially bought rice.
After coming to this world, he has not eaten any serious staple food. Although barbecue tastes good, he will get tired of it if he keeps eating barbecue.
"Rice? You don't need that much." Tong Xiaorou said in surprise, getting up from Jiang Cheng's arms.
"Just watch and do it." Jiang Cheng sat up and checked the rice cooker and induction cooker. He found that these items were all lithium battery appliances and did not need to be plugged in at all.
No wonder it's so expensive. In the past, because I was worried about being discovered that I had made a fortune, I would just buy it and leave without bargaining or checking it carefully.
Now I realize at a glance that these things are actually high-tech products.
Tong Xiaorou went to cook.
Yaya was woken up and saw Jiang Cheng next to her, so she yawned and fell asleep again.
Jiang Chengben wanted to sleep for a while, after all, he didn't sleep last night.
But when I actually lay down, I found that I couldn't fall asleep.
So he sat up again, took out the Tang Hengdao, pulled out the long knife, and polished the blade.
This long knife, which has become a light green quality, seems to be a little different after drinking blood many times.
Although its blade is almost impervious to blood and its color is mainly silver-white, if you sense it carefully, it will give people a dark red feeling.
Jiang Cheng stood up and came to the window. He had already put away the scabbard.
He held the knife in both hands and swung it gently into the air. His eyes were fixed on the blade when he swung the knife.
The speed of his sword swing is not fast, it can even be said to be very slow, worse than ordinary people.
But at this moment, he had an inexplicable feeling that his mind and the knife were in harmony.
Unfortunately, this feeling will disappear if you lose your concentration even a little bit.
"The human evolvers in this world are also called will embodyers..."
Jiang Cheng swung his sword unconsciously and slowly while thinking about the origin of the evolvers.
The human evolvers in this world seem to have manifested their spiritual will and then driven the physical evolution.
This method of evolution will not cause any mutation in the physical body, that is, the physical body will not have attributes or special functions.
All the special abilities of the evolver come from the embodiment of spiritual will. At most, the physical body only provides energy, or provides essence and spirit as driving energy.
"will……"
Jiang Cheng looked at the blade and couldn't help but think: "Is this will the will I understand?"
