Chapter 358 I swallowed the entire Ninth District? ! !
[You were imprisoned in the cold and cramped interrogation room, no one paid attention to you, and no one let you go out, you then let your mind go into the practice of forgetting things and forgetting things. ]
[You start practicing the third level of flesh and blood. ]
[The first year, you sat cross-legged on the cold iron chair, your skin oozing beeswax-like amber slime. ]
[When the first drop of mucus fell to the ground, a strange fragrance of flesh and blood spread, and countless transparent myceliums suddenly emerged from the cracks in the bricks in the interrogation room, and strangely climbed up your ankles along the legs of the iron chair. ]
[You are too selfless and have not noticed the strange phenomena in the interrogation room. ]
[Five years later, the mycelium has weaved a second circulatory system under your skin, blending with you. Those transparent tentacles have turned the rust of the interrogation chair into dark green pus liquid. ]
[Ten years have passed, your ribs have evolved into spiral bone spurs. Eighteen spiral bone spurs penetrate the back and intertwined behind you into a white bone wheel. The bone wheel cuts the air and makes a whistle scream like a ghost. . ]
[Every twelve o'clock at night, the bone wheel will automatically rotate, pulling the mycelium like a millstone. ]
[One night, you suddenly opened your eyes and saw the mycelium suddenly riot. ]
[The hundreds of millions of mycelium twisted into flesh-colored nooses, tore open the floor tiles, and a half-rotten and half-jade-colored finger bone was slowly pulled out, and a double-nine spiral DNA chain was wrapped around the finger bone. ]
[Inexplicably, you feel the fatal temptation, and the... in your body seems to be stimulated to wake up, conveying the feeling of hunger to you madly. ]
[The stomach bag twitches wildly in the throat, and the terrifying hunger makes you bite four molars. ]
[You use your great willpower to stop the terrifying impulse and continue to use your flesh and blood to resolve the true skills. ]
[Twenty years, your stomach has become an independent living body. It will drill out of your throat as you enter into a state of meditation, prey on the house-covered mycelium with barbed tentacles, and finally swallow the finger bone in one bite. ]
[Thirty-five years, the entire interrogation room had turned into a flesh-blooded sac. ]
[The blood vessel network on the wall pulsates like a living circuit, densely wrapped around deformed living bodies, only half of the head hanging. ]
[These heads have mostly been smoothed out and turned into smooth skin. They are all exactly the same. Only one face is given a special treatment, retaining the facial features of his life. If you look closely, his mold will be with you. There are three points similar. ]
[Fifty years have passed, the ceiling has become a huge carpet, extending and expanding outward. The steel bars twist into white fangs in the hyperplasia tissue, and umbilical cord-like nerve bundles are hanging in the ventilation ducts. ]
[In the past seventy-five years, your eyes dissolved into two blood pools. The sticky blood pool reflected half of the city in District 9. You saw tens of thousands of rotten corpses practicing simultaneously in the ruins of the city. ]
[Their spine also has a chrysanthemum, maintaining a completely consistent breathing frequency with you. ]
[On the last day of ninety-nine years, your heart suddenly broke out from your chest and hopped in the center of the bone wheel. ]
[The dark red meat ball has millions of painful faces, each of which is reciting your real name together, and the sound waves shake in the air with terrifying ripples. ]
[Your flesh and blood begins to resolve the true skills and begins to break through madly. ]
[Four solutions! ]
[Five-solving states! ]
[Six-solving state! ]
[Seven-solving states! ]
[Eight-solving states! ]
[Nine-solving states! ]
[The real skill of flesh and blood seems to have no boundaries, and it seems that it has evolved into another more bizarre and evil magic skill, and has made rapid progress all the way until hundreds of states of solution, thousands of states of solution, and thousands of states of solution. ]
[At the moment of the 100th year, you manipulate the bone chakra and cut the heart. ]
[When the heart breaks open, it is not blood, but shrilling faces. ]
[The stomach sac came out of your mouth and swallowed all the human faces. You roared and started the final sprint, and the entire flesh cave suddenly contracted into a cocoon. ]
[Amid the tinea squeezing, you feel that every bone is reorganizing into a more perfect form. ]
[As the moment the cocoon shell was about to crack, countless white bones rolled back into the sky like a tsunami collapsed, and a pair of scarlet and weirdly rotating eyes were peeping at everything maliciously through the cracks of the cocoon shell. ]
[Warning! Gene chain breaks! ]
[The bones covered the sky and the ground were broken inch, and the muffled sound of watermelon bursting came from the cocoon shell. Your last consciousness stayed on the bloody words that were beating wildly on the retina:
[Breakthrough failed! ]
[Deduct half of the payment points and return half of the payment points! ]
[Calculation error, calculation error, calculation error...]
[Warning: Unknown interference! ]
[Error code: 0xc00000404b…..]
[…The system encountered unknown interference…]
[Warning: Your flesh and blood have begun to resolve the true skill. Some unknown variation, will you accept this change? ]
[System tip: If you choose to accept, the difficulty of breaking through this technique will be significantly reduced, and the upper limit of the technique will be greatly increased, but your body and will will inevitably be affected and gradually change in the direction of... ]
[Please make a choice: Accept—Yes/No? ]
Feng Mu slowly opened his eyes, and the weight of a hundred years of time was deposited deep in his pupils. That vicissitudes of life and silence seemed to have come from the end of the long river of time.
The reality has only passed a few minutes, but these few minutes are a real century of loneliness for Feng Mu.
In memory, he witnessed the fall of Zone 9 under the blanket of flesh and blood, and the distorted corpse devoured all life like a tide.
Those pictures are too real - the touch of the mycelium wraps around the steel bars, the fishy smell of the flesh and blood caves, and the roar of the bone wheels rotating so real that it is not like an illusory memory of cultivation.
It’s true that...he is the source of disaster in District 9!
"If I choose to accept"
Feng Mu narrowed his eyes and unconsciously stroked the armrest of the interrogation chair with his fingertips,
"Will those pictures really happen? Playing in reality? "
He was in a fierce confrontation inside. That terrifying and evil power tempted him like a poppy. Even if he wanted to become an inhuman monster, he seemed to be able to accept it.
But the last scene in my memory made him feel resistant - his reason was swallowed by hunger, turned into a bone driven by hunger, and launched a death charge towards the sky, but ultimately failed? ! ! "I was the one who swallowed the jade finger bone." Feng Mu's pupils contracted slightly, "Is it still the jade finger bone parasitizing me?"
The lights in the interrogation room flickered, A mottled shadow casts on his face. Those shadows seemed to be squirming, like the mycelium in memory reviving in reality.
Feng Mu lowered his head, his eyes were deep and cold, as if he was about to cut open the disguised flesh on the ground:
"After all, is the memory of cultivation illusion? Just dig open the ground and confirm whether there is a piece of jade finger bone buried under it and you can verify it."
"If not, then no matter what, then , which means that cultivation memory is not entirely illusory. At some point, it represents the prophecy given by fate? "(The end of this chapter)