A person like Song Qingwen, even if his physical fitness is reduced to the level of an ordinary person, will never be frightened or injured by this little plot.
He stepped on his feet, dodged the first wave of attacks, and stabbed the torch in his hand straight out.
laugh!
Foul-smelling smoke rose.
The strange fish jumped out of the river, waiting for its blood-red, human-like eyes, and fell to the shore with its forehead burnt black.
Song Qingwen kicked up a stone and hit it on the body of the strange fish.
The corpse of the strange fish jumped a few more times, and even after death, it still had the ability to move like a conditioned reflex, and bit hard on the rocks nearby.
After smashing a few more rocks, I was sure that the strange fish would not move again.
Song Qingwen then walked over, picked up a sharp stone and used it as a knife to peel off the strange fish.
"It has complete internal organs, but it must have rotted long ago. When he attacked me just now, his movements were stiff and not completely flexible. He had no judgment, which means he had no intelligence. Was he a controlled puppet? Or was he infected by some kind of toxin? After dyeing, it turned into something like a living corpse?" Song Qingwen walked to the river again without fear, and then washed his hands lightly.
Not paying any attention to the possible dangers.
Trying to get used to this fragile body, trying to gain more power by running some radical magic skills at the cost of consuming the body's potential and vitality, but found that these magic skills seem to be useless in this world.
"Is there no aura in this world?" Song Qingwen frowned.
He was almost convinced that this was really a different world.
At this moment, melodious and desolate music sounded in Song Qingwen's ears.
The unique timbre of the Scottish bagpipe seemed a bit unfamiliar to Song Qingwen, who was also proficient in some melodies, and was full of exotic flavor.
A piece of white text appeared in front of Song Qingwen's eyes.
"You killed the soul-sucking fish monster, released an innocent soul, and received a reward... General Knowledge of Other World Languages (Basic)."
Song Qingwen immediately opened the book he had obtained before.
He saw that the unfamiliar words on the page quickly turned into words he was familiar with.
"In the beginning, God created the heaven and the earth. The earth was empty and chaotic, the abyss was dark, and the spirit of God was moving on the water." Song Qingwen recited the translated words aloud, and at the same time, he quickly flipped through the contents of the book.
What's even more amazing is that the book in his hand, together with the crosses in his arms, seem to emit a faint, shallow white light because of his chanting.
At this time, the crows in the distance began to panic.
The earth seemed to tremble.
It seemed as if some extremely powerful and evil force was awakening from the depths of the earth.
"Get out of here quickly, the night is coming." A voice interrupted Song Qingwen's reading.
Song Qingwen looked in the direction of the sound.
He found that the person calling him was a middle-aged man with red hair.
He was wearing red clothes with small checks, and his lower body was still buried in the soil.
"Quick! Come here quickly. After dark, the radiation will intensify. People infected with radiation will turn into monsters." The red-haired middle-aged man shouted at Song Qingwen.
Although those syllables sounded strange to Song Qingwen, he understood their meaning.
Following the man's call, Song Qingwen walked to the man.
Follow the position given by the man.
The two climbed the ladder and walked down about dozens of meters.
What appeared in front of Song Qingwen was a rather open underground building.
A black-backed dog squatted in the corner, barking at Song Qingwen.
"Quiet! Jim! Quiet! He's just a child! He's a boy, not a monster!" The red-haired man stepped forward to comfort the black-backed dog.
Song Qingwen looked at the surrounding furnishings.
A strange glass lamp is emitting white light.
Song Qingwen did not feel any flow of spiritual energy.
Something seemed to be playing in a weird magic machine. Some women in scantily clad clothes were dancing with their legs swung to the tune of the dance, which was a bit noisy.
Song Qingwen just glanced at it and turned his head indifferently.
Compared with the women imprisoned in these strange magic weapons.
The charming dance in the Palace of Desire is truly ecstasy.
In front of the strange magic weapon, there was a low table with a cushioned bench behind it.
The tabletop was in a mess.
And the pungent fragrance emanated from a box.
The red-haired man smiled awkwardly and picked up some messy clothes from the bench.
Then he said to Song Qingwen: "You sit on the sofa for a while. There are instant noodles on the table for you to eat. I will purify some water for you to drink. By the way... What kind of water do you like? Orange Is it peach or peach? I recommend the durian flavor. Although it tastes a little weird, it can suppress the weird smell in the purified water."
"Okay! Let's have durian flavor then!" Song Qingwen said obediently.
Although he is a master of magic, when he first arrives in a strange place, he knows how to restrain his sharp edges and claws and understand the situation first.
Soon, Song Qingwen knew what durian smell was.
It was a smell very close to that of excrement.
What made him even more uncomfortable was that this smell was also mixed with some even more unpleasant smells that made him nauseous.
"Aren't you used to it yet? The river water outside is polluted and full of radiation. Only the groundwater deep underground has less polluted radiation. After being purified by a purifier, it can be drunk. But... the taste is really unpleasant. ." said the red-haired middle-aged man.
"My name is Tom! Tom Max. Boy...what's your name? Why are you here?" The red-haired man seemed to have not spoken for a while, and his voice was stumbling from time to time, but he spoke a lot.
Song Qingwen thought for a while, then recalled the book called the Bible that he had read before, and said casually: "Abel!"
He didn't know the rules of naming people in this world, so he tried to answer this question as briefly as possible.
"Okay! Abel! What a good name, as good as Tom. Before... I mean before the world was destroyed, how many Abel and Toms were there? Sam, Jack, John... these were all too common. I I always hear someone calling my name on the street. At this time, I will take off my hat to salute the person who calls me...if I am wearing a hat." The red-haired man said nonchalantly.
His way of speaking and narrative seems to be different from the pattern used by Song and Qingwen.
Perhaps due to some form of 'translation', although Song Qingwen understood it, he still felt awkward.
Song Qingwen seemed to put the Bible on the table accidentally.
The red-haired man Tom's expression changed slightly. He held a plate of mushy objects, stuffed it into his mouth with a fork, then turned around and said: "Bible! Damn Bible!"
"If it weren't for a group of lunatics who wanted to challenge the damn God and hit him with a nuclear bomb, how could our world be like this?"
