Steel steam and flame

It was not certain for the time being that these symptoms were caused by something. Cassia looked at the front covered by the dense forest, and stopped moving forward without moving forward.

He looked at the mechanical watch and waited until the symptoms on his fingers completely returned to normal. A total of about five minutes had passed. The skin of the fingers also completed a rapid renewal during this period, and a thin layer of transparent skin fell off. This phenomenon was also a result that Cassia had never expected.

But thinking of something, Cassia turned back to the position where she had just observed, and found the body of the discarded snake. He wanted to do an experiment. Recently, because those old professors, or in other words, have been surgeons for longer and longer periods of time, he has a deeper understanding of his own body. After being exposed to the in-depth development of surgery, he is more willing to regard the principles of surgical development as his own ability to adapt to various environments.

There is no such explanation for the in-depth development of surgery, but in some development projects, such as the need to develop heat resistance of the arm in order to use standard or higher pneumatic weapons, that kind of development method is really just to give The arms provide a high-heat environment for a long time, forcing the body to adapt. And before the theory of surgical development was proposed by Avalon, some surgeons had some abilities inadvertently. Cassia believes that these "unintentional" situations may be the same as her current situation.

After Cassia completely cut open the snake's body, the shed index finger and middle finger were stained with roughly the same amount of blood at the same time, and then sat on a tree root to carefully observe the changes in both.

This time the time was shortened, and Cassia thought it was because the body had subconsciously remembered this feeling. In four minutes, the middle finger also completed a layer of skin renewal, and as he thought, there were no more problems on the index finger.

"Is this considered another ability that I have developed after surgery? But what should I call it?" Cassia had a different look in his eyes. He believed that in front of this forest, there was the lake that the old people talked about. There must be creatures with unknown venom more powerful than this snake on the side. There are no traces of human existence in uninhabited areas, but this does not prevent them from becoming a paradise for some animals.

Speeding up the time, Cassia kept moving at a speed that would not consume her physical strength violently. Within half an hour the increasingly dense woods began to thin out, and more and more of the dim afternoon light came in. There was an open space ahead, not too big or too small. The icy air formed into a mass, blocked by mountains and woods. When Cassia walked out of the woods, she felt a different smell in the air. Besides silence, there was something else.

The cross pupils were immediately opened, and the sensitivity increased a lot. Cassia closed her eyes, and her hearing was blocked to the maximum extent at this time. Breathing the air around him very slowly, it was indeed mixed with other things. There were also vague touches on the skin one after another. It was something that was difficult to catch, but it was definitely "hit" on the exposed skin in some form.

"It has no entity, and is somewhat similar to sound." Cassia opened her eyes. The touch of her skin had been raised to the limit, but it was still difficult to capture what was mixed in the air. They exist in real time, but are completely isolated from the air. They are not melted into the air like gas toxic substances or bacterial spores.

"Is this what caused the strange symptoms?" Cassia walked while looking at the huge town in front of her that had long been in ruins. The dwellings were all collapsed, vines and unusually thick rows of moss crawling over their surfaces. The plants here are abnormal, far more lush and more lively than the grass he saw on the way here. The thickness of the moss exceeds the width of an adult's five fingers, and some of the tiny leaves have begun to transform into ornamental lawns, which makes Cassia feel very novel.

There are not many trees growing in the ruins of the town, and they are all extremely strong. Their branches are twisted together in a spiral, creating a huge shade. I saw birds for the first time. They were several times larger than outside. Cassia used a fire blunderbuss to kill one. Their beaks and claws were very hard. Cassia tested it on his own hands and found that it was about two or three times as hard as steel.

This is an area where everything seems abnormal. The flora and fauna here have been isolated from the outside for an unknown period of time. But it won't be long, because according to the old people, there were still some humans here looking for precious minerals a few decades ago, and there was no trace of these animals and plants in the news they brought out.

It only appeared recently, or rather, since the strange illness began to spread infections.

It was getting late, and Cassia wanted to leave the ruins of the town with no end in sight and go back, but the traces caused by running water on the moss on the ground made him decide to walk some distance further. It was reddish-brown rust and jet black caused by being soaked in lubricating oil for many years.

A few hundred meters later, after bypassing the cover of several large trees, the wreckage of nearly twenty mottled trucks and limousines appeared in Cassia's field of vision. There was a pile of collapsed tents beside it, mixed with moss and caked dust.

No matter how strong the steel is, it has turned into scrap metal after decades of environmental erosion, and the firearms inside have the same result. Cassia looked at it and found that the firearms were the products of some of the better workshops in the dark world and did not meet the standards of the military. The ruins of the house next to the rotten tent had traces of cleaning. Cassia pushed the fallen stone slabs away with his bare hands. Below was a pile of mixed bones, no longer white in color, but with gray black and abnormal yellow.

"The body that was left here is here." Cassia then looked around, not only checking inside the vehicle, but also in other ruins around it, but there was no substantial discovery, only a diary. thing.

A small booklet, a notebook of poor quality. Carefully peel off the rotten hard-shell paper. The paper inside has already been glued together. Simply lighting up a fire, Cassia roasted the notebook before turning over a few pages.

"The boss asked people to guard those people with guns to prevent them from running around for fear of infecting other people..."

“,,The communication disappeared for three days,,,,it didn’t come back,,,everyone can’t hold on anymore,,”

"...,,everyone is sick, and you will get sick when you come in, the germs are in the air...,,there is also a problem with the water source...,,,there are also germs in the water..."

",,,Plants are eating people..."

",,,The deputy captain was stained with the blood of a wild wolf...and he still died three days later..."

"There are beautiful colorful lights in the sky..." The handwriting on the last page was obviously unfinished. It was written by the withered skeleton before it died, as if it was a geological surveyor in the team.

"Is there beautiful colorful light?" Cassia carefully held the diary and glanced at the sky. There was still a thin layer of clouds on it. "I probably won't be able to see it tonight."