The sarcoma was gently sliced open, and a green jelly-like gelatinous substance slid out of the hole, and in the middle of the green colloidal substance was a black-brown shrapnel, and the mass of gelatinous matter did not disperse, just like a ball of jelly.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the strange gum in front of him, a strange fragrance filled his nose, he turned to Wang Le and the fat cook and asked, "Do you smell anything?" ”

The fat cook first sniffed carefully in the air with his garlic nose and said, "The smell of blood, and the smell of stench,"

"Well, what I smell is a fishy smell, fishy, fishier than fish." This is Wang Le's feeling.

The strange fragrance did not dissipate, but became more and more intense, Zhang Xiaoqiang smelled the more and more intense fragrance, looked at the jelly-like green gelatin in front of him, and suddenly a longing surged from the bottom of his heart.

He looked at the unknown object in front of him, and always had a crazy idea of eating it, and this strange thought became stronger and stronger, so strong that he couldn't control himself.

"Jingle ......" The claw blade fell off his hand, falling on a broken leg bone, making a crisp sound like jade, and his trembling right hand unconsciously reached out to the thing...... "Eat it...... Eat it...... Eat ......" A strange voice sounded in Zhang Xiaoqiang's head, urging Zhang Xiaoqiang to hurry up and grab that thing and feed it to his mouth.

Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't tell whether this strange voice was coming from the outside world or his subconscious muttering, now he had long forgotten Wang Le and the cook beside him, and he only had the weird green gum in his eyes.

The soft gum was slightly cold in his hand, and the smell was getting stronger and stronger, as if a claw was about to reach out and grab something in his hand.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's psychology kept struggling repeatedly, and finally he found a lunch box and wrapped it, picked up all the claw blades without speaking, turned around and walked out of the kitchen towards the mountain.

In the densest place of a bamboo forest, Zhang Xiaoqiang sat cross-legged in the middle of the bamboo forest, an open lunch box was placed in front of him, and a ball of green transparent gelatinous matter was lying quietly in the lunch box, looking at the more and more fragrant gum, Zhang Xiaoqiang became more and more hesitant in his heart.

He didn't know what would happen to him when he ate it, but a longing from the depths of his soul kept calling him to eat what was in front of him.

Although Zhang Xiaoqiang is no longer the otaku who had no self-control, countless battles on the front line of life and death have honed him into a resolute warrior, his heart is still struggling, his fingers are constantly stroking the lunch box containing gelatinous matter, the stronger the fragrance, the stronger the desire in his heart...... Dark...... Endless darkness...... Zhang Xiaoqiang walked slowly in the dark...... Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know why he was here, he couldn't remember why he was here, he couldn't remember anything except his name, he couldn't remember when he was here, in this silent space, there was no cold, no warmth, no joy and fear, yes, nothing...... Zhang Xiaoqiang walked in this darkness carefree, everything was invisible, he couldn't see the road under his feet, he couldn't see the environment around him, and he couldn't even see his body, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't think about anything, he just walked in this darkness, he didn't feel any discomfort, it seemed that he was walking in this endless darkness was the most real and real.

From time to time, some pictures of fighting, life, men, and women flashed in my mind, and one picture after another lit up and one picture went out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't care about these pictures, he even thinks that those pictures are illusory, made up by his boring brain, he thinks that only this endless darkness is his home, the home where he was born, grew up, and even died, here he feels comfortable, yes, this is what it feels like to be at home...... Family?

He suddenly thought that when he got home, he should take out the key and open the door, he reached out and touched his neck, no? Really not? What about the keys?

An anxious mood broke Zhang Xiaoqiang's Gujing Wubo's state of mind, he groped on his body, he wanted to find his key, and he couldn't go home without the key...... As he searched for it, the key to the house never appeared.

For the first time, he stopped and began to think, he had to remember himself, where was the key?

"Bumper ......" The iron security door was tightly fastened, he glanced at the door, hung the key of the security door around his neck, walked outside with a backpack and a sniper crossbow, the low gray sky hovered above his head...... "Bump ......" He closed the car door with his backpack on his back, rode on his own car, and looked at the dirty girl sitting in the car stupidly and yelled...... The door opened, and Yuan Yi, who was carrying hot water, came in, she carefully scalded the towel, wrung out the towel to give it to him...... The gate in the distance was so far away and so close, he crawled on the floor covered with glittering rice and slowly crawled towards the gate, D2 roared...... He ran desperately, with an overwhelming red tide behind him, and in front of him, a black iron door was his hope...... Standing on the grass by the quiet lake, he turned to look at the door of the villa and looked at the window of Yuan Yi's room...... "Who am I?" I'm Zhang Xiaoqiang...... I shouldn't be here, it's not my home? Where is my home? ……”

Zhang Xiaoqiang panicked, he looked around, he wanted to find his home, he wanted to leave this ghost place, suddenly he felt that he was flying, he was constantly flying upward, the darkness around him became thin, a faint light from his head, shining down, as his body continued to rise, the light became stronger and stronger, until it became dazzling, stabbing him had to close his eyes.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" The violent cough woke Zhang Xiaoqiang up, he lay on the ground and coughed desperately, it was easy to stop the itching in his throat and eyes, and his stomach began to churn continuously, vomiting followed, he knelt on the ground and kept vomiting, as time passed, he spit out the bitter bile accumulated in his mouth, pulled the bamboo pole next to him and shook it and stood up.

After standing for a while, he finally drove away the fainting in his brain, and the tiredness came to him again in waves, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was looking at the lunch box on the ground, was very angry, he didn't know why he had to eat that thing, "Ping P......ong" Zhang Xiaoqiang kicked the lunch box that overturned on the ground with one foot, looking at the enamel lunch box that kept rolling down the mountain, Zhang Xiaoqiang seemed to feel a little more comfortable.

Picked up the satchel with the claw blade from the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't care about the dust on it and threw it on his shoulder, and walked down the mountain with staggering steps, the original plan was to go to the repair shop and then go to He Wenbin to have a look, but now that there is such a thing, Zhang Xiaoqiang just wants to sleep, he walks towards his nest.