Chapter 174: Explosion Transition Begins
Feng Mu slowly shed his corpse state, as if he had shed his outer shell and put on fake skin of flesh and blood again. In front of the mirror, he slowly returned to his familiar human form.
Hot water poured down from the shower head like a drizzle, gently and considerately washing away the traces left by Feng Mu when he was freed from the "corpse state". The blood that overflowed from the broken flesh disappeared quietly and without a trace as the water flowed, and finally merged into the vortex of the floor drain.
In such a peaceful bathing moment, Feng Mu suddenly saw several prompt boxes. They appeared in the moist air like ghosts, revealing information that he had no time to read:
[Your plastic embryo level has changed! ][Your strength has been explosively improved! ][Strength 9.8→9.9→9.99999 (explosive transition)][Your agility has been slightly improved! ][Agility 6.8→7.3][Your physique has been greatly improved! ][Physique 6.4→8.4][Your spirit has made a small improvement. ][Spirit 1.9→2.1][The upgrade of the plastic embryo will bring about the improvement of the four-dimensional attributes, which is within Feng Mu's expectations, but the sudden jump of the strength value to 9.99999 made him feel a little surprised.
What the hell is 9.99999? Was Tongzi’s dad forcibly hijacked by “Thunder Speed Limit”?
"In the process of an explosive transition?"
Feng Mu shifted his attention to the suffix of power, which kept flashing in the brackets.
Feng Mu's forehead was covered with black lines, and he secretly complained in his heart: "The good news is that the power is in the process of exploding and leaping. The bad news is that it seems that it can't leap over."
A funny picture emerged in Feng Mu's mind: a muscular man standing at the starting point of the pole vault. He had already inserted the pole deep into the ground, and the pole was almost bent to the limit. However, his feet seemed to be stuck by something, and he just couldn't jump up.
Still squatting to accumulate strength, right?
Feng Mu speculated in his mind: "The experience slot is full. This is probably like a character in a game reaching a job change point. You need to complete a specific job change task before you can continue to grow?"
"But, system, you have to at least give me a clue!!"
His face was a little gloomy, thinking back to when he was practicing skills, every time he encountered setbacks in upgrading, the system would always considerately provide the reasons for the failure and the prerequisites that needed to be met.
"This time, there is no prompt at all. Is it because attribute upgrades are not considered skill upgrades, so no feedback is provided?"
"Or is it because the so-called [Emergency Transition] doesn't look like a failure, but at best a lag?"
Feng Mu's thinking was fruitless, so he could only put it aside for the time being and see if it could accumulate enough energy to jump over by itself in a couple of days, or wait for a turning point to come later, such as opening a treasure chest.
"Physique has increased by 2 points, jumping to 8.4, becoming the second attribute value after strength. It is also steadily moving towards 10 points, oh no, 9.9999."
"Agility increased to 7.3, and I feel like my body has become lighter again."
"The improvement of spirit is very slow every time. Compared with other attributes, it is still like a stunted lame leg."
Feng Mu looked at the attribute panel for a while, then turned it off and lay back on the bed, preparing to go to bed early.
The time displayed on the phone is 03:33.
"It's not even 4 o'clock yet, and I've already gone to bed. I've been really lazy today." Feng Mu felt his conscience was condemned.
Although he felt guilty, he still picked up his phone resolutely and indulged in playing with it for 5 minutes.
Feng Mu's fingertips lightly slid across the screen, browsing the news of the past two days, but found that the content was unremarkable and of low nutritional value.
Then, he glanced at several unread text messages. Most of them were spam messages, which were very annoying, but there was also a useful one hidden among them.
It was because of this spam text message that Feng Mu did not block all these spam ads and put them in the blacklist.
[——Today is suitable for photography, making friends, and team building.
——Not suitable for getting married, breaking up or eating noodles today.
If you need to test other fortunes, please reply 1. If not, reply "TD" to unsubscribe. "Friends, team building? Ha——" Feng Mu pursed his lips, wondering where Ma Bin learned these words full of positive energy.
He squinted his eyes slightly, put his phone aside, then took a deep breath, letting his thoughts go with his breathing. His entire brain gradually emptied and he finally fell into a good dream.
…….An abandoned warehouse somewhere on the edge of the city, close to the road out of the city.
The surroundings were desolate and silent, with only the occasional sound of wind and the roar of vehicles in the distance breaking the silence. The walls of the warehouse were covered with mottled rust and falling cement blocks, looking old and desolate.
The red paint on the iron door had peeled off and was rusted. It was tightly locked with a heavy iron chain with a large padlock hanging on the chain.
When I opened the door, a musty smell hit me in the face, and the air was filled with the smell of stale dust and rust.
The interior of the warehouse was extremely dark. The only light came from an emergency light on the table. It emitted a faint glow and seemed like it could go out at any time.
The warehouse floor was uneven, piled with various worn-out boxes, moldy canned food and some plastic water bottles.
In the corner, beneath a tattered oilcloth, the outline of a person could be vaguely seen.
The man was tied to a rusty iron chair with rough ropes, his hands and feet were bound tightly, unable to move, his eyes were blindfolded, his mouth was sealed with a cloth, and even his ears were blocked with rubber plugs.
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His face was covered in dust and blood, which left purple marks at the corners of his eyes and mouth. His clothes were tattered, and the mottled bloodstains on the fabric had dried and turned dark black.
Apparently, Hou Wendong suffered a sudden kidnapping and beating today.
Hou Wendong was tied to a chair, unable to see or hear. His only sense was the coldness of the iron chair that made him shudder through his thin clothes, and the rough hemp rope would irritate his injured skin if he struggled slightly, causing a burning pain.
Hou Wendong remained carefully still, every muscle tense, fearing that the slightest movement would result in a brutal beating.
He had no idea whether the person who beat him was still standing next to him, nor did he know how many people had beaten him.
In the silent darkness, Hou Wendong's heartbeat was as rapid and loud as a drumbeat. His ears keenly captured the vibration of every heartbeat, and he could even hear the rumbling sound of blood flowing in his arteries.
"Who on earth dares to kidnap me?"
Hou Wendong's brain raced wildly, trying to recall the scene before he fainted:
At that time, I was sitting in the corner of the ramen restaurant, with my back to the door, concentrating on unwrapping the cake and carefully inserting the candles into it.
I saw Li Xiuwan walking out from behind the kitchen curtain with a bowl of steaming longevity noodles in her hand.
That’s right, at this moment, I saw the smile on Li Xiuwan’s face suddenly freeze, her eyes were filled with unspeakable horror, and her gaze was cast straight behind me.
I turned around subconsciously, and then everything went dark in front of my eyes. My face seemed to be covered by a black cloth. At the same time, I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head.
I must have been knocked unconscious.
At the last moment before I fell into coma, I vaguely heard the crisp sound of dishes falling to the ground, and Li Xiuwan's scream full of panic and fear.
(End of this chapter)
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