Chapter 577 The living step into death

   "It's a fight. What kind of thing is this." Qin Muye, the 'He Wu' in the hometown number, had a sly face, he didn't expect how long it took him to enter the unknown star field? Maybe not an hour before or after.

   As a result, so many things happened inside and out, which caught him off guard.

   And he was completely unaware of any problems other than decaying in the Hometown.

What can he do about this kind of thing in a dead world? The aliens here do have species that are similar to cats, but they have nothing to do with cats, they are just like, it is impossible because of Let this little thing come to life.

   "Then what should I do next, it doesn't seem like I can interfere in this situation, or I can kill myself?"

   Qin Muye was thinking about staying here and collecting information? Is there any intelligence to collect on this, corrupt progress? What is there to collect about this thing, there must be no news until three or five days later.

   "Wait, why is this rotten so fast?" Qin Muye couldn't help being surprised, he could smell the rotten smell on his body.

  His body is not his own, in fact it is He Wu's. He himself is just parasitic on He Wu in the form of a shadow outfit from the Book of Sages.

   Therefore, it was He Wu's body that rotted. His shadow suit was still relatively complete. After all, he had the power of his body to protect him, but he could only endure for a while longer. Compared with a world, he was still too small.

   Qin Muye walked out of the library, a slight rotten smell mixed with dead silence.

  It's not just living things that rot, the entire Hometown is rotten.

   "I remember that there seems to be a condolence performance today. It's not far from here." Qin Muye dragged his decaying body and walked outside.

   This kind of rot is very strange, there is no feeling at all, as if he has not changed, but he can be keenly aware of his own problems.

   He tried to examine himself, the pain was still there, and the power was intact, but it was just uncontrollable decay.

Therefore, Qin Muye suspected that even if the flesh and viscera of his body were rotten, he would not actually die. Instead, he lived in a form similar to the undead, but it was not a real undead, because the undead had negative energy or the power of death. Such energy is maintained.

   But the people in the hometown are different, they are more like changing races, and there is no problem at all.

   Walking on the road, Qin Muye saw that many people were more rotten than him, and the flesh on their bodies had fallen off a lot, but these people did not realize this at all.

   In other words, it was discovered, but in their consciousness, this is just common sense, not a strange phenomenon.

   It's like all the life forms and artificial intelligence in the known star field ignored the existence of the unknown star field. This is tampered with common sense.

   "It seems that the prototypes of the dead lifeforms that were just born in the battle with the Star God should be all the lifeforms of the hometown."

   "Tsk, isn't this dead world planning to live a second life by dying?"

   Qin Muye couldn't help but smile, and then he didn't think too much, but continued to go to the place where the condolences were performed.

I saw a lot of weird looks on the road. For example, when I was walking, a large piece of rotten flesh fell off, or someone pulled out a large piece of fleshy flesh from the clothes. The strange operation of putting back the bones.

   "The more I watch it, the more terrifying it gets. I'm afraid the scene of this condolence performance isn't even more exciting." Qin Muye scratched his face, and very smoothly deducted a large piece of flesh and blood.

The robots on the side have long been unable to move. They are not like living bodies. There is not much problem with a little rot. Once the chip of the robot is rusted or damaged, it is basically a disaster. For a chip or a certain device, it is comprehensive.

  Qin Muye suspects that the artificial intelligence has also been scrapped, and the mechanic's desire to repair is likely to be self-defeating, and everyone's common sense has changed irreversibly.

   "To be honest, I doubt that I will die because I can't adapt to this strange situation, not because I'm not a human being."

   He still has a very clear understanding of himself.

   Along the way, all kinds of data were collected by him and fed back to the body, but the efficiency and transmission power were getting lower and lower, because he was also decaying a little bit.

   Not to mention the incarnation of Rank 7, those Rank 8 Transcendents can't stand it, the power is too great, it's nothing more than a matter of rotten sooner or later.

   No matter what kind of situation it was, it was very unfriendly to Qin Muye.

The aborigines of the   Hometown should not really die, but will remain in a form similar to the undead. He doesn't know what this unknown star field wants to do.

   Who can guess what a dead person wants to do, let alone a dead world corpse.

   "He Wu, are you coming to the show too?" A slightly low voice came from Zhou Lin, who was holding a drink in his left hand and some kind of snack in his right.

   But the blood splattered from the body contaminates the two foods.

   "Yes, are you coming to see too?" Qin Muye took off his face, and the first layer looked very complete. He felt a little itchy just now, so he tried it.

   Zhou Lin looked even more bizarre, with pitted flesh and blood on his face, in his eyes, and most of the bones on his body. The rotten internal organs were clearly visible, but the other party didn't seem to notice at all.

   "Do you want some?" Said, the other party took out a snack from his arms.

   The snacks were so rotten that they gave off a strong stench. If a normal person ate it, they would have to be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, but Zhou Lin ate it with relish.

Qin Muye took it and stuffed it into his mouth to chew. Anyway, it wasn't his body, it was He Wu's body. There was definitely no problem eating it, because he knew that the internal organs had already changed. It's a mess, just take this one mouthful, and I don't know if it's going into the stomach or the lungs.

   "I don't like it very much. You can eat it yourself." Qin Muye thought for a while, the taste was really unbearable, so he rejected it outright.

   Zhou Lin didn't have too many expressions when he saw this, but rather regretted: "That's such a pity, I think the taste is still very good, it seems that you are not a sweet party."

   "Well, yes, I don't like sweet food." Qin Muye glanced at the rotten food and felt that it had nothing to do with the sweet party and the salty party, but he was simply not a scavenger.

   "What about the salty one? Why don't you try it." Zhou Lin took out another handful.

   Qin Muye had a black line: "No, I don't have any appetite. You can eat it. How is this performance?"

   "It's okay, but I'm a little sleepy looking at it." Zhou Lin said.

  Qin Muye raised his head and glanced. The people on the stage were jumping up and down to the music, and occasionally some flesh and viscera came out, which looked quite shocking.

   Of course, those who are shocked are those who watch the performance under the stage, and a person who is excited may scratch his scalp off.

  'Tsk, bald at a young age, it really took a few decades of detours. ' Qin Muye saw a young man not far away who became a Mediterranean man with excitement, and didn't know what to do in the future.

   But this is also good. In the future, when someone praises him, he can be praised for being extremely smart, so he doesn't have to praise him for a long time. He can only say one sentence and grow taller.

   Here, because of the large number of people gathered, the decay is even more terrifying, which leads to the faster progress of the people here.

Qin Muye, who came here, was also affected. His body rotted faster and faster, and even his stomach had collapsed. He could even reach out and touch his internal organs, and maybe he could find the sweet snack just now. Into the stomach or into the lungs.

   reached out and saw that his hands had turned into bones, and a lot of blood fell on the ground. The surrounding people seemed to have not heard of it. They had already passed through this process, so they were not surprised at all.

   "By the way, how do you feel now?" Qin Muye asked very curiously.

   "Feeling? What does it feel?" Zhou Lin turned his head and asked.

   "Is there any discomfort in your face when you cough?" Qin Muye asked.

   Zhou Lin touched his face and took off a large piece of skin: "No, is there anything on my face?"

   "Oh, I just asked casually, I didn't get anything on it." Qin Muye could see it, he couldn't ask anything.

   As long as you can detect any problem, you will not say this.

  ‘I don’t know if the 8th-order superhumans have noticed these problems. ’

   (end of this chapter)