Chapter 8 Jingyuan and the minimap

Jingyuan pressed his hands against the blocking wall, pushed hard, and his body staggered, his back collided with the floor-to-ceiling window, and he fell to the balcony.

TMD almost fell from the seventh floor!

He patted his chest and gasped habitually.

Damn it, is it sleepwalking?

Last night, he clearly pushed the floor-to-ceiling window up. Xiaobai was just a lame dog. It was impossible for him to open the window. Could something else have sneaked into this room?

The moment he realized this possibility, he immediately stood up and ran back into the house, holding the pistol tightly.

The black muzzle was moving around, but now his vision was too poor. Five meters away was a blurry outline, and even the interior of the room could not be seen clearly.

Although he had 500 degrees of myopia before traveling through time, he had glasses at that time and never felt so inconvenient.

Calm, Kyoto, calm down!

His back was pressed against the wall, making sure that something really attacked and would only appear in front of him.

"Wang!"

Xiaobai's sudden scream made Jing Yuanyi shudder and almost pulled the trigger. Fortunately, the instinct of this body stopped him from doing this dangerous behavior.

But equally, Xiaobai's scream made him realize something.

He could also know Xiaobai's direction without looking. Just in the corner of the balcony on his left hand, from the perspective of his close to the corner of the wall, he would never see it there, but he knew clearly where Xiaobai was walking.

Xiaobai's footsteps, breathing, and the unique smell coming from his hair. All kinds of messages formed a vivid image in his mind.

Suddenly, a line of text flashed through my mind.

Skill [Hunting]: You can pursue injured prey.

Only then did Kyung understand what kind of skill [hunting] is.

The space and scope of the pursuit of being able to pursue injured prey is probably extremely wide. The real meaning of this skill [Hunting] is probably that he can accurately locate the living creatures around him through smell and hearing. Once he remembers the smell of a living creature, he even locks the prey at a very far distance.

[Hunting] brought him the ability to perceive the surroundings without visual vision.

Even in the darkness without light, he can move freely.

Yes, vision can be abandoned for him now.

Realizing this, he closed his eyes and focused all his attention on his nose and ears.

He smelled the smell of ashes left after the candle was burned, the mixture of blood and sweat from the clothes he changed, the rust smell of the bedroom window, the smell of mold on the sheets, and all kinds of smells painted lines in his mind.

Not only that, the sound of the breeze blowing, the sound of the window with the handle falling from the bedroom collide back and forth, the sound of the wriggling white muscles. Various sounds dyed the blank between the lines.

He seemed to be standing from the perspective of God to look down at every corner, and every room in this room was under his control.

All fear comes from the unknown. When Kyoto knows this room well, the fear disappears.

He gradually calmed down and his gun-holding posture became relaxed and easy-going.

He adapted to this new "view" and walked slowly forward, holding a pistol in his right hand, brushing his left finger across the TV hanging on the wall and the vase resting on the dining table. Every object he touched could correspond to the picture in his mind.

As someone who has played real-time strategy games, Kyoto soon learned how to use this "small map" and didn't feel that it was too awkward.

He came vigilantly to the "small map" where the "fog of war" was shrouded in "the enclosed black boxes: refrigerators, cabinets and storage drawers.

He opened the refrigerator door, opened every drawer, under the bed, cabinets, and even the water pipes in the toilet, and carefully investigated every corner with [Hunting].

As a result, nothing was found.

There was no breath of an outsider intruder in this room. Kyung-won could smell and hear only the breath of him and Xiaobai, and the whine that the room was about to age to death. Apart from the sound of rust rubbing and the sound of rotting wooden furniture, there was no other special sound.

The "small map" is already very bright, with no trace of intrusion.

The door was opened by himself, while he was asleep.

Realizing this, he couldn't help but feel scared and almost committed suicide.

He doesn't want to die yet, at least he doesn't want to die today.

[Zombification] is an entry in the status bar. Since it is a status, it means that it is possible to be lifted.

He still has the opportunity to become a human, restore his sense of taste, and restore his normal body.

Although he doesn’t know what the opportunity is, at least he has hope in his heart. If he has hope, he will look forward to tomorrow.

He wanted to survive, and in this doomsday world, he wanted to build a home that could shelter from wind and rain and sleep safely. It would be better to have electricity, use electric lights, have enough water to take a bath, and be able to be self-sufficient in food.

Then explore the places marked with various icons on the map, and you may find the opportunity to become a human.

For this purpose, he had to figure out why he ran to the balcony by himself.

There was a vague guess in his mind, so he opened the map, clicked on the avatar, and checked his data.

Sure enough, the column [Tired] disappeared, and the [Moderate Injury] also became mild.

After lifting my trouser legs, the white wound that was still flesh and blood last night actually healed most of it.

He slowly walked to the balcony and walked to the sun, and the warm and comfortable feeling appeared again.

The answer is obvious, it is sunshine. He instinctively pursues the sunshine, and bathing in the sunshine makes him feel more comfortable.

This body craves sunshine, just like a traveler who died in the desert craves water.

When the sun rises and the first ray of sunlight penetrates the floor-to-ceiling window and shines on his face, he instinctively moves towards the position where the sun is.

He pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window by himself, with the purpose of bathing in more sunshine. His body stretched out of the balcony to bathe in the sunshine, and almost fell down, hoping that his whole body would be covered by sunshine.

It was so comfortable and warm. Even Jingyuan, who woke up, couldn't help but reach out toward the sun.

It was noon, and at 12:21, Kyoto ended his sunbathing.

The wounds on his feet were almost recovered. The sunlight could heal his wounds, but at the same time he felt extremely hungry. He opened another can of canned lunch meat and drank half a bottle of water to suppress the bloodthirsty desire.

It seems that in the future, you must ensure that you sleep in a closed room, otherwise the desire for sunshine will tend to move involuntarily.

But we can't bask in too much sun, and it's not clear what impact this has on him.

He trimmed it a little, looked at the map, and decided to take advantage of this sunny day to explore the locations of "treasure chests" and "container".

Food and water are all materials that are in urgent need of shortage in a short period of time and must be replenished immediately.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!