The Original Seeker

When Roentgen once again used his own will to suppress the monster who wanted to **** his body, what appeared in front of her was a pink world.

But this pink does not give people a sense of warmth, but only makes people feel cold on the back.

Roentgen subconsciously slammed a punch towards the ground, and a mass of high-energy air, which was turned into a plasma state due to friction and heat, hit the ground covered in pink.

An artificial plasma "bomb" of tens of thousands of degrees Celsius exploded on the meat blanket.

Then came another ball.

The high temperature instantly evaporates the flesh and blood within the explosion range, and the pink within a radius of ten meters disappears without a trace, leaving an unusually regular crater.

It's a pity that the hole left by the fist is quickly filled with flesh and blood around it, just like hitting the sea with a fist in vain.

But she didn't give up. Since one punch is not enough, then ten punches, 100 punches.

A fist comparable to a missile's saturation attack, began to let the pink covering several kilometers around fade away at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the recovery began to fail to catch up with the destruction.

Pain, scorching pain, information from countless perceptual organs destroyed, flooded Deng Que's mind, who had completely turned into a monster.

His body was eroded by the power of the Great Chaos and completely alienated into another life form, but this does not mean that he has lost the pain.

However, Deng Que, who has rashly turned into another life, has no time to get acquainted with his new body. He can do nothing except passively be beaten.

"go!"

When the body on the surface was destroyed more than half, he finally learned one of the most important survival skills of animals-running.

Almost without hesitation, Deng Que chose to turn around and leave.

It's just that this turn around is a bit special, he is heading underground.

It penetrates into the earth's crust like water, avoiding blows from the sky.

The pink that still occupies more than 100,000 square meters disappeared completely in less than five seconds. With the instinctively extending root tentacles, Deng Que easily came to a position three hundred meters underground.

...

After arriving in a relatively safe underground, a huge amount of sensation information began to impact his consciousness, most of which were hungry characters.

eat.

I want to eat.

But what to eat?

Here is the underground filled with inorganic matter, and there is nothing for him to digest.

"You have to go back to the ground and avoid the woman."

More than ten minutes later, several tubular tentacles grew out of Deng Que's body. The tips of the tentacles extended all the way to the ground, opening a hole like a flower.

A large number of special spores like dandelion ejected from the openings of the tentacles and began to drift around the world.

These unremarkable spores are his "eyes", replacing the main body while avoiding Roentgen, looking for prey.

...

"Hey, do you think there are fewer people in the camp?"

In the camp of a certain survivor, two scouts chatted without a word.

"Let's run away with food, there are people like this every day."

"No, I didn't see any traces of humans leaving around."

"Ok?"

"Speaking of which, the dandelions are also blooming." One of the men wearing a beret picked up the little flowers that fell on his clothes.

"When is it, you still care about this?"

"Well, if you don't let the pressure off again, I'm afraid I will go crazy."

"Release the pressure and go inside. Some are women who want to have a doomsday carnival with you."

The last few months of apocalyptic disasters have already forced most of the survivors who are constantly struggling between life and death to be a little nervous, and having fun in time has become the creed of many people.

After all, I don't know one day when a monster pops up, his life will come to an end.

In such a high-pressure environment, living a day counts as a day, having a good **** once, and using the hormones brought by **** as an anesthetic to drunk life and dream.

"The brain can't just be *** and cowardly, but also need some poetry and distance, look at how beautiful this flower is." The man in the beret held the white flower and looked at it.

"I can't stand you."

"Humans are humans because in addition to reproduction, we also think about and appreciate other things."

"Flowers are not the reproductive organs of plants..." another scout carrying a bag murmured.

"..." The beret felt that he couldn't talk to this guy with only white slime left in his head.

...

"Something's wrong, don't go in yet."

The two of them went around the periphery of the camp and returned to the gate of the camp.

The man carrying the bag stopped the beret who was about to walk in.

"It smells of blood, or fresh blood."

"I'll throw a flash bomb."

The man in the beret put the flower in his chest pocket, then took out a flash bomb he got from the arsenal, and threw it into the depths of the camp with all his strength.

The strong light that looked like lightning passed by, and everything that was calm exploded in an instant.

Countless pink tentacles emerged from the shadows, some of which were still hung with dry bones, and sinuous flesh and blood roots emerged from the surface, greedily searching for all possible food.

The ground and walls of the camp were quickly replaced by creeping biological tissues. A large number of horrible organs are continuously generated on their surface and inside, and the entire camp has long been turned into a **** of flesh and blood.

Only then did the two of them realize that they were already standing on the edge of a mouthful of blood.

The **** smell that the man with the backpack smelled was actually the residue of not wiping his mouth well.

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"run!"

Without any hesitation, the two men turned around and ran away. Such a monster could not be dealt with by the two little soldiers.

The cannibal tentacles that had flared their teeth and claws did not choose to pursue them at this moment.

After eating the thousands of people staying in the entire camp, Deng Que's hunger was alleviated, and he returned from a state of being completely dominated by animal nature, back to humanity.

As a reincarnation ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he really doesn't think of NPCs in the reincarnation world as human beings, and can use them to squeeze NPCs without feeling guilty.

But this does not include eating them directly, squeezing all the edible parts like throwing them into a juicer.

To put it bluntly, letting employees 996 eat their meat is two different things. The former is called the oppressive class at best, and the latter is called psychopath.

"I am a human being. It was just an accident." He looked at the two who were desperately running away, trying to convince himself to accept what had just happened.

"But it still seems hungry..."

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"That monster must be eliminated." She looked at the huge pit hundreds of meters deep behind her and said bitterly.

Unlike Deng Que, who was able to leave directly, she only had pure physical strength, and she still couldn't catch the monsters hiding deep in the ground.

It's just that she didn't realize that she didn't know when she was infected with hatred by the devil in her body.