Chapter 160: Lying Down
Thor passed by me.
He watched as he followed Kujin with a curious look on his face, moving from his right to behind him.
When I disappeared from his peripheral vision, the scene in front of me changed again.
Thor still stood there, unable to move, but in front of him were the backs of other people's heads.
He teleported to another place and stood.
As he fought the nausea and dizziness, Kujin appeared again and passed by Thor. This time, Kujin's arm rubbed against his shoulder, knocking him off balance.
The other party came back immediately, straightened Thor up, and then continued to walk forward.
The next moment, Thor saw himself following him again and glanced at him.
When he disappeared from sight again, Thor's perspective also moved.
In this way, Thor moved back again and again, watching the two people walk past him again and again.
Until the two of them passed through the entire group of zombies.
Thor finally understood his current situation.
He didn't see a ghost, nor did he teleport. Instead, he attached himself to the group of corpses in the warehouse and saw the scene they had seen.
But these corpses didn't open their eyes at that time, so why could they see? Who saw Kujin and himself? But now is not the time to study, Thor must return to his body as soon as possible.
Thor stared at the back of the head of the person in front of him. Although his gaze was always swaying, the long gaze allowed him to notice that there was a mark of repair on the back of the head.
The deceased had a fatal wound on the back of his head, but before he was placed here, the defect was repaired with some material.
No wonder all the “people” standing here have no visible scars.
At first glance, I thought these people died peacefully.
"I can't let my imagination run wild anymore. I need to get out of the zombie swarm's control as soon as possible. I don't want to die inexplicably."
Thor began to ignore the impact of the constantly shaking vision in front of his eyes and tried hard to visualize the erosion map.
He watched over and over again as the man walked forward clockwise, and then at the bottom of the circle, he turned into an octopus monster.
The reason why it is an octopus monster instead of an octopus is that the hands and feet of this monster are the suction tentacles of an octopus, but human facial features can be seen at the top.
Thor imagined that he was the octopus monster now. He tried to take a step forward, but his body was still as heavy as if he was carrying a mountain on his back.
But Thor did not give up. He used all his strength and concentrated on lifting his right foot.
“Snap! Snap! Snap!”
A strange, disembodied sound rang out in Thor's mind, like rubber bands being snapped.
He finally took the first step !
There were more and more breaking sounds, and then Thor suddenly stumbled away from the corpse, and then his sight quickly moved back again.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself back in front of the rows of tall shelves.
Looking down, he saw the pair of human hands that once belonged to him.
"I'm back?"
Thor turned around and saw his body still sitting on the chair.
"So I just went back to where my soul was just now. But it's good to be out of the control of the corpse."
Thinking of what had just happened, Thor didn't dare to move forward, for fear of being caught by those corpses again and being forced to watch a porn movie.
"Although I followed the route of the erosion map to return to my body last time, it is not necessary to start from the farthest point. Maybe... never mind, let's try it first."
Thor drew a circle in his mind with his current location and his body location as the two ends of the diameter.
Then he took a step forward, following the imaginary circle, imitating the movements on the erosion map, and moving towards his body in a clockwise direction.
This time, there was a clean area around him, and no dark figure appeared who was interested in his body.
Thor took steady steps, and finally, he stood where his body was.
He opened his eyes and a skeletal arm appeared in front of him, holding surgical tools.
Thor let out a long sigh, "I'm back."
Before he could rejoice that he was back in his body again, a huge feeling of fatigue began to consume his brain.
He stood up with the help of a chair, and after taking two steps he was sure that he was so drowsy that he would fall asleep in the next second, and would definitely not have time to get back to the dormitory.
"Although I was out of body for a short time this time, it took too much of my energy to break free from those corpses."
He simply lay down on the ground and looked at the ceiling above his head.
"As long as I lie flat, no one can trip me up again."
Before his thoughts had time to race, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep instantly.
Just after Thor fell asleep, the large feather pen that had not moved for two days suddenly flew up.
Then he wrote a string of messy words on the clean paper that Thor had prepared early in the morning.
…
When he opened his eyes again, Thor had no idea that he had received the first mission of his new job.
He just felt that the intense hunger was about to burn a big hole in his chest.
"I'm so hungry." Thor took a step forward, his steps weak.
The biting cold wind mixed with flying snow kept hitting his body.
The biting cold slowly seeped into his bones, bringing a deeper feeling of numbness.
Every time he moved forward, he could feel a piercing pain in his joints.
As Thor was suffering from hunger and cold, a house appeared in front of him.
The door of the house was closed in the dark night, but a warm light was shining through the window.
Through the glass, Thor saw a fireplace with a bonfire burning inside, a long table with a variety of delicious food, and young girls playing and chatting beside the table.
“I want to go in!”
The strong desire gave Thor a surge of strength, and he quickened his pace again and came to the gate.
“Boom boom boom.”
The initial knock on the door was polite.
Thor didn't want to scare the girl inside.
But after waiting for a long time... about two seconds, no one came to open the door! Anger began to replace reason.
The sound of knocking on the door also became chaotic.
Still no one opened the door, and he heard the sound of someone running away.
"Why don't you come and open the door? You guys are enjoying the food and warmth, so you don't care about the people outside?"
Thor couldn't bear it any longer and kicked the door open.
The light made him squint, but Thor still saw a roast chicken running away.
The roast chicken is as big as a person. If you eat it, you will definitely be full.
Thor rushed over with drool.
…
Thor opened his eyes and saw a tall ceiling in front of him.
He swallowed and suppressed his churning stomach, and finally managed to hold back from retching like last time.
He stood up and felt all his fatigue recovered again, and even his mental strength improved a little bit!
But the scene in his previous dream made him unable to be happy.
In his dream, he ate another person, and then reverently made the corpse into a dead flower.
He could feel the emotions of the person in the dream at that time, as if he was performing some kind of sacrificial ritual.
And when Salt was making the dead flower, he realized whose dream he had entered.
Thor got up from the ground and first glanced at the hourglass clock on the wall.
4:30 in the morning.
If, like last time, everything he saw in his dream also happened in reality, then the killing should have just ended.
When Penny possessed the cocoon of the Nightmare Butterfly, she saw other people's dreams.
But what he saw was reality.
And it is a processed reality.
Thor held his forehead and sighed, "It seems that the apprentice who handled this matter has not completed the task. Isn't the efficiency too low?"
Looking down, Thor noticed the feather pen standing on the table.
He hurried over and saw a string of messy handwriting on the white paper.
"Dima Horn, entangled twisted toxin... delivered to Instructor Rum's room before 8pm on April 30th."
"It's time to work. Today is the 28th, so there's still plenty of time."
This was Saul's first job and he had to take it seriously.
Find these materials first.
Thor picked up the paper, turned around, and saw dozens of tall cargo racks in front of him, with a variety of materials densely packed on them.
"I take back my last words."
The Chinese New Year is coming soon. I wonder if all my readers have already set out on their way home. Although I have mentioned it in the book review, I will say it again here, the publishing time will be changed to 12 o'clock in the future. In order to avoid that I can't get up in the morning and let everyone wait in vain.
Thanks for your support!
(End of this chapter)
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