Chapter 533: Han Moxiu's True Notes (3)

Opening his bright eyes, Han Mo looked vigilantly at the thin thread beside him, and found that the thread was not broken, so he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look inside the room, and was about to get up, but he seemed to see something amazing In general, he quickly turned his head away.

I saw on that table, that ordinary plastic cup, those ordinary water, that ordinary purple forest young plant, everything seemed ordinary, but the twisting power above was changed.

The original low-infected water almost overflowed with twisting force, and could feel the twisting force inside from a distance. Han Mo hurried to get closer, picked up the young purple forest plant, and shook the water clean When I took a closer look, I found that the young plants of the purple forest that were originally highly infected had become low-infected.

Han Mo swallowed. He hid the young purple forest plants with low infection rate to calm himself down. Otherwise, other people would find out his abnormality and start secretly testing the function of this drink cup.

In just one morning, Han Mo roughly tested the function of this cup. This cup has the function of absorbing the twisting power of other things. At the beginning, Han Mo thought it was a twisted strange thing, but it is fundamentally different from the twisted strange thing. , it needs two conditions to completely absorb the twisting power of the things in the cup.

One is blood. The more blood, the thicker it is, the stronger its effect. There was only some blood left in the quilt last night, so it took a whole night to reduce the young purple forest plant to a low degree of infection.

The second is time, which is related to the amount of blood, and the absorbed twisted power will be integrated into the blood.

Han Mo is playing with the cup in his hand. From the current point of view, this cup can make his life no longer lack of food. After all, the cup is so small, and it can only handle so much food at a time. He doesn't have that much blood. It's not bad to keep yourself fed and clothed.

"Now it seems that that person has definitely found me. When I saw this cup, the moment I felt attracted was also his fault, but why did he give me this cup?" Han Mo looked at the other person. The low-infection food on the side, that's the food he processed through the cup this morning.

Although it has been verified from various aspects that these foods are safe and edible, Han Mo dare not take it lightly. Whether his detection methods are so powerful, it would be a pity if there are problems with these foods.

"I need someone to help with drug testing!" Han Mo tried not to cause trouble in the city before, but he just tried his best. He is not a good person, and there are basically no good people in this last world. Good people don't live long.

There are always some people in the city who are lingering due to lack of food for a long time. If they can't survive, they will start to fight for their lives. The end of this kind of people is usually to become someone's food, or to die in a corner.

Not long after, the young and strong Han Mo dragged an old man in his fifties to a hidden corner. Even if someone saw this scene, he would not come over. This kind of thing happens every day.

Some people still have some conscience, so they desperately look for food, while some people don't want to take risks, so they specifically go to this kind of dying person to start, in this twisted and broken world, they live twisted.

The old man was so hungry that he had no strength. When Han Mo found him, he was digging a pit, hoping to bury himself. After all, not everyone can accept being eaten.

He looked at Han Mo desperately. He didn't even have the strength to bite his tongue to kill himself. If he was eaten, he would be eaten. There is no point in living, and he doesn't care about anything anymore. The reason is that Han Mo tied him with a rope When he got up, he always looked hopeless, until Han Mo took out a thing, he opened his mouth in surprise.

Han Mo looked at the old man who was forced to stuff the food. A sharp blade was pressed against the old man's neck. If there was anything wrong, Han Mo would turn around and run away, or stab the man to death according to the situation.

The old man is in a dazed mood. What kind of routine is this? Before killing me and eating meat, give me some food compensation? Don't be kidding, well, they've started cannibalism, how could they still have those consciences.

The next moment the old man's head hurt, and some information flooded into his mind as the food was digested, which made him want to struggle, and a painful look appeared on his face.

Han Mo's heart sank, is there really something wrong with those foods? Sure enough, the things that directly drop pies from the sky are usually traps. The cup may be extraordinary, but Han Mo will not take the risk if he can't see the benefits.

"What did you stuff into my head? Casting Spirit Art? What the hell? What is Xuanyin Corpse Refining Art?" The old man patted his head and said in pain. The words in his mouth attracted Han Mo's attention. These things What special knowledge should it depend on?

Not long after, the old man passed out because too many things were stuffed into his head. After Han Mo checked, the broken iron piece pierced the old man's neck without hesitation. Han Mo stood there, watching When the old man stopped breathing and lost his life, Han Mo waited for a while because of the rumors that zombies stood up.

After confirming that the old man was completely lost, Han Mo threw the old man's body into a sewer, and then the corpse eaters living in the sewer would gnaw the corpse down to the bones.

Back in his nest, Han Mo looked at the things on the table and fell into deep thought. The old man fainted because he was old and his brain had gradually declined. He could not accept the impact of information. He was still young. question.

So to eat or not to eat, that is the question.

Han Mo picked up the young purple forest plant, tore open a small piece, felt that there was not much twisted infection in this food, and there was a roar of hunger in his stomach. After all, he only ate a little mushroom soup last night. Another busy day.

"If there is really a problem, the worst result is death, and the best result is salted fish turning over." Han Mo felt that he was doing something that would determine his own destiny, so he stopped thinking and threw that small piece of purple forest away. Put it into your own mouth, chew it slowly, the taste is really good.

As the food entered his stomach, Han Mo also slowly felt some information pouring into his mind. The opening chapter was the Spirit Casting Art that he had heard before, perhaps because Han Mo only ate a small piece, or because he still Young, he didn't feel dizzy, headache or anything like that.

After the information flow slowly subsided, Han Mo realized that the half of the Casting Spirit Jue seemed to be imprinted in his mind, suppressing his excitement, Han Mo ate a small piece of food again, and then completed the Casting Spirit Jue. I also gradually understood what this casting spirit art is.

There will be one more later.