Chapter 25 Jingyuan and Conjecture

The more we walked, the more we became familiar with it. Yes, Jingyuan knew this road. He was indeed walking all the way east, so he couldn't have gone the wrong way.

In the rain curtain, the height of the residential buildings can gradually be distinguished. The top floor of Shili Yangguang only has 12 floors. In the city center, where the land is more expensive than gold, only 12 floors are built. It is quite conspicuous, compared with those around it that people want to squeeze in.

A crowded building with thirty or forty stories built together is much more refreshing, and you can tell at a glance that it was built for the rich.

Although he hasn't seen the house number of the community yet, he can already distinguish the shape from the vague height of the floors.

The rain was still heavy, and there was a layer of gray cloud-like mist surrounding the area, which was dim. But Jingyuan didn't need to take a step and stopped, walking as if he was detecting a land mine.

Even though his shoes were filled with water, his feet finally stepped on the smooth and neat asphalt road.

He pulled up the shoulder strap of his travel bag and continued moving forward. Unconsciously, his pace slowed down a lot.

Although I don’t feel the physical load mentally, my body will still be tired as expected.

Just like the pilot of a Gundam, the pilot sitting in the control room can of course give orders to attack the Gundam at will. Anyway, even if the mechanical arm of the Gundam is cut off, the driver will not feel pain and the driver does not need to protect himself at all.

Gundam, but when the damage to the body reaches a certain level and cannot be repaired, it will be declared scrapped.

A Gundam pilot can change to a new Gundam, but Kyogen cannot change to a new body.

He thought he needed a good rest, and it was best to bask in the sun. Although there was no sapling growing on his head like the head of Manyangyang Village, the sun seemed to have a unique effect on his recovery. He didn't know that it was photosynthesis.

What does it do?

Maybe it's energy. After all, sunlight contains huge energy. It can be said that the energy of the entire earth comes from the sun. The nutrients humans absorb from food, and the oil required to drive cars. These are just the overflow of energy from the sun.

A form of expression.

The reason why the creatures on the ground can move and grow is because of the star that is burning almost forever and releasing energy outwards.

Green plants store the sun's energy in chemical bonds through photosynthesis. Herbivores then obtain the stored solar energy from the plants, followed by carnivores, and finally decomposers that break down the remains of plants and animals.

All of this is the repeated use of sunlight. The world can be without animals as consumers, but it must not be without plants as producers. If all the plants disappear in an instant, it will not take long for the planet to become

It became a dead silence.

Jingyuan thought that he might be able to obtain energy directly from sunlight, without the need for producers to convert the energy into an actual, starch-like substance for him.

It has been proven that sunlight can help his body recover from injuries.

According to normal logic, the energy of sunlight must first be converted by plants into chemical bonds in organic matter, and then they eat the organic matter, or animals such as pigs eat the organic matter and store the energy in fat and pork, and then they eat it.

Digestion, and finally his body uses these energy and substances to repair the wound and restore him to a better state.

But his current body does not follow this logic.

If he directly irradiates the sun, the wound will be repaired. This process will definitely consume some substances in the body, so he will feel very hungry after sunbathing all morning that day.

In other words, he skipped the process of plants converting energy and seemed to be able to directly draw the energy he needed from sunlight.

If this is really the case, then the efficiency of this transformation is simply terrifying.

There are still many secrets about this body that he doesn't understand. He always feels that he is different from the ordinary zombies. He should be an evolved body like the little girl in the supermarket.

After traveling to this world for more than two days, he ate several cans and drank several bottles of water, but he never went to the toilet once.

He didn't know how he digested these substances. Although he was very curious, he couldn't cut open his belly to see what was in his intestines.

If he appeared in front of scientists, many people would conduct detailed research and experiments on him on these issues.

His body structure is no longer that of a human being. He longs for flesh and blood, fresh flesh and blood. He feels disgusted by dead corpses like normal people, but he always has a longing for living creatures like Xiaobai.

The desire to eat them alive.

Instinct drove him to do this, but why?

What is it in living creatures, those warm blood and bright red flesh that he desires so much?

He had a hunch that if he really tore fresh flesh and drank hot blood, his body would undergo irreversible changes, and his hope of turning back into a human would become even slimmer.

So he stood downstairs in Building 3, took a deep breath, and suppressed the bloodthirsty desire in his heart.

When he thought of Xiaobai jumping around, he felt very hungry, even though he ate a lot in the supermarket.

It must be because his physical strength was exhausted today and his body functions were damaged, which led him to eagerly long for something from living creatures to quickly restore his physical strength to optimal condition.

But he couldn't do this. He always believed firmly in his heart that he was a human being, not a bloodthirsty monster.

He sat on the steps of the first floor, looking at the turbulent water surface and the pouring rain outside the door, meditating to calm down his mind.

He glanced at his watch and saw that it was 2:42 in the afternoon. He had gone out at 8 in the morning. It took him nearly 7 hours to go back and forth, but he felt that it was far more than 7 hours. In such a harsh environment, every day

Every minute and every second seems so long.

But I'm finally back, and everything is slowly getting better.

He found enough food and water to survive the rainstorm.

But these alone were not enough to satisfy him. He wanted a warm and comfortable residence that would not leak either from wind or rain. He must have a big, soft bed. Sleeping on a narrow sofa was really uncomfortable.

He also wants clothes that fit and are clean, and he wants some books, comics or novels to relieve his boredom.

It would be even better if you can find a generator and enough fuel to connect to electricity and play with computers and mobile phones.

Although the network in this world is likely to collapse, there must be some stand-alone games. He thought that there must be computers and mobile phones that can still be used in the corner of this city.

He has the opportunity to play games he has never played before, and he has the opportunity to appreciate the excellent works created by people from another world in the spark of collision of ideas.

Maybe someone has private teaching videos of teachers on their hard drive.

Thinking of this, his spirit perked up and he suppressed the primitive and barbaric bloodthirsty impulse.

It was time to go upstairs. He took a bag full of supplies and strode toward room 707 with a smile.
Chapter completed!