Jul 18, 2024
Koran they haven’t come to react, it has disappeared in the shaft.
"Who was taken away?" The hound turned his head and asked
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"It’s Cao Feng". Zorig has pulled back the zipper of the two body bags and dragged Ivan and Asano Zhao, who are still in a coma, out from the inside.
"That … that we should chase?" Leighton took a hesitant look at the hound and Koran. The meaning in the words couldn’t be more obvious. After all, Cao Feng and Martin are not one of their own. They are in danger.
"Even if we don’t chase it," the hound sank, "that thing will definitely be found again … if we don’t kill this monster, we won’t be safe."
"From the brief encounter just now, we got a lot of information," said Kelan. "The monster’s defense should not be too strong, otherwise it can eat bullets without Martin’s body blocking the gun for itself."
"Hum, that’s the best," snorted the hound. "A monster who can be killed by a gun is a good monster."
"Speaking of old dogs, can you smell that guy?" Koran looked up and looked at the black shaft mouth asked
"… strange to say," the hound frowned and rubbed his nose. "Since I woke up, my nose seems to be out of order, and I feel dull when I smell anything … it’s like, it’s like someone blocked my nose with two lumps of filter cotton."
Koran gave the hound a strange look, then went forward and got some blood from Martin with his forefinger. He asked in front of the hound, "What about the smell of blood?" Can you smell it? "
"Yes, yes …" The hound nodded. "But … I can’t find the direction. I can ask about the smell, but you want me to follow it and track down the monster. I can’t."
"Could it be that your sense of smell is disturbed? Just like that circular ice track is straight in every way? " Leighton aside interjected
"It’s possible … mom, why is this place so weird? I can’t fucking believe my eyes and nose …" The hound complained.
"Sensory interference … vision, smell …" Kelan pondered that he always felt as if there was something he didn’t consider, but he couldn’t think of what details he had missed at the moment.
At this moment, Koran suddenly felt someone tugging at his sleeve. He turned to look at Qin Zhaozheng with his head down and his body was constantly shaking. Her breathing was very rapid and her chest was rapidly fluctuating.
"What’s the matter?" Kelan was slightly surprised. Although the monster just now did have a strong impact on inexperienced novice hunters, Qin Zhao’s courage should not be so unbearable in terms of the quality she showed all the way … Is it that she faked her calmness before and that strange monster just became the last straw to overwhelm the camel?
"It … that thing … I … I’ve seen that … monster before …" Qin Zhao clenched his fist and squeezed out these words intermittently through his teeth.
"What did you say? ！” The hound suddenly came up with a surprised trot. "You said you had seen it? ! That thing? Where? Which relic? "
"… not in the ruins … but in the dream" Qin Zhao replied.
"In the dream? ！” The hound suddenly froze. "Wait a minute, wait a minute. Didn’t you say you couldn’t remember what you dreamed? Did you suddenly remember this monster after you saw it? "
"No, no, no …" Qin Zhao shook his head again and again. "I mean, I had a dream before, probably when I was eleven or twelve years old … because of curiosity, I watched some friends from online horror movies … and then had a nightmare … that thing was exactly the same as the monster I bumped into in my nightmare …"
"When you were a child, monsters appeared in the real world in nightmares …" Kelan mused. "Could it be that your memory is too vague and biased?"
"I won’t be too impressed. I remember very clearly … especially those eyes. I dreamed about them more than once …"
Kelan and the hound looked at each other, and the latter beat a few times involuntarily and said slowly, "No way …"
"Do you think the monster in the ruins will suddenly run into the dream of an eleven or twelve-year-old child who has never been in contact with Alfven?" Kelan asks.
"But but it’s also …" The hound tried to refute but found himself unable to find a reason.
"I felt something was wrong when I was in the ice tunnel," said Curran, suddenly reaching out to block the hound’s eyes, taking out a compressed biscuit from his pocket, biting the wrapping paper and putting it on the hound’s nose. "Old dog, can you smell what I have in my hand?"
"I …" The hound paused and then said with some difficulty, "I can’t smell it. I can’t smell anything."
"You can smell blood because you know it’s blood. You have a bloody memory in your brain. You know what it should be like … so you can’ smell’ it, but your senses are completely out of order for what you don’t know. What does this mean?"
Kelan went on to say, "There are some things in this relic that we are both unfamiliar and familiar with … whether it is stone chambers, stone platforms or ice roads, we have all seen them, and those crimson carnivores have also appeared because of our fear …"
"But the details of this scene …"
"This is a stitched world. All the details come from the memories of nine of us … but it is well disguised. For each of us, there are too many strange things here before we recognize this as a real world. But if we combine the thoughts of nine of us together, we will find that everything here is pieced together from the fragments of our memories … The ice track comes from the glacial remains, the crimson meat worm comes from Leviathan, and the monster comes from Qin Zhao’s childhood nightmare." Kelan said seriously. "And the monster will be held hostage.
"Then we …"
"We are still a love love love in a dream, just like a Russian doll." Kelanli pursed her lips and said, "We didn’t wake up at all."
Chapter two hundred and seventy Critical point
"So … how can I wake up?" The hound looked at the gun in his hand. "Do you have to shoot yourself in the head again?"
"I’m afraid not. Otherwise, we should have woken up completely before this." Kelan shook his head. "And subconsciously, I always feel that some of the injuries in this dream will be reflected in our real bodies."
"What do you mean? I didn’t hear you? " The hound looked puzzled. "What do you mean, it will be reflected in the real body?"
"Do you remember that little operation I performed on Martin?"
"Remember" the hound nodded.