Campfire Shelter

"Uh-huh."

Colin closed his eyes tightly and suddenly felt a strong desire to eat deep in his soul.

There was a faint sound of gnawing, chewing, and swallowing coming from nowhere.

His stomach was twitching and growling.

The smell of the whole world has become extremely attractive at this moment, stones, bricks, wood, human flesh, blood stains, everything in sight is emitting a huge fragrance.

The strong feeling of hunger is getting stronger and stronger.

"I really want to eat something."

"No, you can't eat."

Ke Lin's facial features were distorted, he bent over slightly, covered his mouth with one hand, and covered his stomach with the other. He felt his eyes were a little dizzy, and his consciousness was a little blurred by the strong hunger.

Although he was extremely hungry, he did not dare to eat anything at this time. He had a hunch that if he started eating, he would immediately lose control.

You must hold back!

After enduring it for a few minutes, the intense hunger slowly subsided.

Colin gradually regained his senses, and suddenly felt a sweet rusty taste in his mouth. He spit, his pupils shrank, and saw that the saliva was full of blood, gravel, and some tooth fragments.

Shaking his head vigorously, he realized that he was squatting on the ground at some point, holding a stone in his hand. The stone was covered with tooth marks.

In addition to the taste of blood, there were also many broken stones in my mouth.

"I was eating rocks just now?"

Colin blinked again, woke up suddenly, and threw the stone out of his hand.

Only then did he realize what he had done.

Prompted by that strong sense of hunger, he found a stone from nowhere, squatted on the ground and gnawed furiously, his mouth was full of blood, most of his teeth were rotten, but he felt nothing.

The pain in his throat told him that he might have swallowed some stones.

"Bah, bah, bah"

Colin spit out the gravel in his mouth and licked the broken teeth with his injured tongue, feeling panicked in his heart.

The front teeth and mandibular central incisors were basically completely rotten, the back alveolar was sore and uncomfortable, and the dental nerve was directly exposed.

However, he didn't care about this innocuous injury. After regaining consciousness, he immediately began to check the information he had just predicted.

"Did you just get close? Is the information in the church so bad? That thing is definitely not a change brought about by 'lycanthropy'. What happened in it? Hey, there is hardly much useful news."

"This 'book of numerology' is in vain."

Colin raised his hand and touched the blood around his mouth, feeling a little headache.

He knew that when he finished using the "Book of Numerology", his body would encounter things in the form of hallucinations, but none of them would be as serious as now.

If he had woken up just a few minutes later, he might have swallowed the whole stone!

Taking a deep breath, Colin glanced in the direction of the church with trepidation, and then looked away.

He had now given up all attempts to approach the church.

The next day, he in the "Book of Numerology" could still rush into the church and fight with the "him" behind the door.

Wait until now.

He couldn't even get in the door before he was cold, so cold that he was almost contaminated even though he didn't actually go in.

Obviously, just after a short period of time, the situation in the entire church has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The source of "lycanthropy" is probably determined.

The only difference is whether you die sooner or later.

Colin raised his head and glanced at the black fog that covered the sky and the earth outside Black Rock City. He was now sure that "he" did not make that thing.

It was caused by the guy who tried to devour "him".

What's even more uncomfortable is that Colin is currently not sure which method can help the opponent. Not killing the "lycanthropy" is just an untrustworthy guess.

"If it wasn't for using the 'Book of Fortune Telling' this time, I chose a place where no one was around. I'm afraid that the people around me might also be polluted and unlucky together. Alas, I had a certain premonition yesterday. It would be useless to try all the predictions about the church. But I can’t help but give it a try to see if I can get any useful information.”

Colin sighed, his mouth was leaking, and his teeth were sore and painful.

Shutting his mouth, he stood up and walked towards the castle. All he could do now was wait for the dream at night and see if he could get any information.

At this time, the first floor of the castle was very "busy", and a large number of "lycanthropy" patients were imprisoned under strict security.

Colin looked at them, and a thought flashed through his mind - should he let them become a part of him?

However, as soon as this idea came up, he directly rejected it.

Because this behavior is no better than going to church, and it has the same probability of causing unpredictable changes.

Without the "book of numerology" to back it up, the risk is too great.

With this thought in mind, Colin closed his mouth again and sighed.

He felt like he was walking on a suspension bridge now. He knew that it would be safe to walk to the opposite side, but he was only halfway there, and when he pulled the rope of the suspension bridge, it seemed that it was about to break.

After gathering his thoughts, Colin returned to the house and took out the "Mark of Gluttony" to heal himself.

The teeth cannot be repaired, but the wounds all over the mouth need to be treated.

Until night came, all the commotion in Blackstone City subsided.

Colin lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and waited silently for the second "dream" to arrive.

When consciousness sank, I don’t know how long it took.

Colin suddenly woke up from his dream and heard a shrill roar coming from a certain direction in the gray dream.

Compared to yesterday, this voice was feeble, and now it was like a death cry.

However, thanks to its weakness, Colin was not awakened by the sound.

"Eating ritual."

"Sacrifice."

"Blood"

Sacrifice? Sacrifice? Colin heard the message contained in the sound and understood in an instant that the sacrifice it mentioned should be a patient with "lycanthropy".

And it must be the liquid obtained by patients with stage two or above "lycanthropy" who have lost control.

The method of sacrifice is.

Just pour this liquid onto the thin layer of black mist outside Black Rock City.

The serving size must be at least ten for it to be effective.

‘This is not a big problem. If I remember correctly, not counting the ones I absorbed, there are still forty or fifty volumes of liquid collected during this period. ’

‘But speaking of this, the disaster was prevented on the first day, probably not only because of my efforts, but also ‘He’ probably secretly helped. ’

‘In this way, because of my intervention, ‘He’ can eat ‘lycanthropy’ so easily. ’

Colin had a certain understanding of the situation in the past two days. It was estimated that two beings that he was not qualified to contact had a conflict in some dimension that he did not know.

The existence that can induce "hunger" is trying to devour the source of "lycanthropy".

He was therefore used to solve the lycanthropy outbreak on the first day.

However, perception predicts the familiar sentence at the end of the content.

"Yeah, you really caught me and won't let me go, right?"

Colin felt that this guy was going too far. After using him, he still wanted to attack him without giving him a way to survive.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be working so hard now.

And just when his thoughts were uncontrollably diverging, another roar appeared.

What it conveys is

"Don't sleep"