OBS Chapter 222 Cutting Legs
Chapter 222 Cutting Legs
Bluestone floor tiles?
Lin Hun looked at the ground in front of him suspiciously and said nothing more.
These floor tiles are everywhere in Undead Town, there's really nothing special about them.
They are different from the garbage road Lin Hun saw in his hometown, which had to be repaired every ten days or half a month and each repair took ten days or half a month.
According to the memories touched, these bluestones have been here since the Undead Town was built, steadily bearing the weight of generations of people.
At least in terms of quality, this thing is quite qualified.
Moreover, it was obvious that the floor tiles were laid with long-term use in mind. The gaps between the bluestones were filled and made regular at the same time. Apart from the color, it is not an exaggeration to say that the floor tiles are a whole large piece of bluestone.
But unfortunately, no matter how great bluestone is, it is just bluestone.
"Nothing?"
Lin Hun raised his eyebrows to express his obvious disbelief at this speculation.
Looking at the ordinary bluestone, Lin Hun simulated his own feet bit by bit from an objective perspective.
Even though there were slight deviations, Lin Hun still relied on his senses to recall the scene at that time.
The feeling of nausea was very slight, and Lin Hun's body recovered in the blink of an eye. He forgot the exact location, leaving only a vague range, just like scratching a large area when his body suddenly itched.
In order to ensure that he did not lose his position, Lin Hun could only keep his attention divided while moving. However, even so, the memory area was blurring and expanding rapidly.
But don't worry now, because the memory area has been placed on the imaginary sole of the foot.
"Hey! I finally found it!" Lin Hun's heart flashed with joy because he found a pool of white powder at that location.
There was only a thin layer of powder, not to mention that it was white. Combined with the scratches on the bluestone, it was indeed impossible to detect at first glance.
Lin Hun felt relieved after seeing the trace, and his previous worries dissipated a little:
"...Just powder? It can't be that ordinary..."
Lin Hun was sitting on the ground with one leg raised, relying entirely on his buttocks. He was not able to move freely, so he was not in a hurry to pick up the powder on the ground:
"The powder on the ground is visible right here."
"Now that there is no interference from the outside world, it can be maintained for a while. There is no need to rush to explore."
"If the powder appeared because I crushed something, then there must be some on the soles of my shoes as well. I should check the soles first. If all the powder falls off during activities, that would be troublesome."
Lin Hun stretched out one hand to support the calf of his raised left leg to reduce the burden on his waist.
With his other hand he drew the Black Knight's sword from behind his back, aiming for the middle of his calf, with the tip of the sword firmly against the armor.
This set of armor was given to Lin Hun by his master, and it helped him get through difficult times.
But he was just a nobody, how would he know what armor was? It was not like in the game where you could just click to put it on.
Lin Hun spent a long time thinking about it before he dressed properly, but what was the price?
In the process of putting on and taking off, putting on and taking off again and again, tying and untying, untying and tying again, the ropes at various places of wearing the armor slowly turned into knots!
"But it doesn't matter if it's a dead end. I didn't think of this when I was at the sacrificial site, but now the bonfire is right next to me, so I can just kill it with one knife!"
Lin Hun held his breath, calmed his mind and stabilized his emotions.
Lin Hun's hands didn't even shake when he was chopping the wandering souls, and the whole process was as smooth and easy as cutting grass.
But this was the first time he had chopped himself, and Lin Hun was not a ruthless person who liked to abuse himself, so he couldn't help feeling a little panicked.
The arm holding the sword pushed forward without hesitation!
"Squeak", after a slight movement, Lin Hun felt a slight stinging pain!
The bright red blood slid down the blade, leaving a long line of blood.
There was no time to pay attention to the blood, nor was there time to worry about the pain in the leg. I had already stabbed him, and if I stopped now it would all be in vain!
Lin Hun waved his arms, but the hardness of the armor was no match for the sharpness of the Black Knight's sword. With a "swish" sound like tearing paper, the tip of the sword moved in a circle along his calf.
The bright red blood dyed Lin Hun's palms red.
The left hand, which had been waiting for a long time, moved forward half a palm and easily grabbed the front half of the calf. It pushed forward gently, and Lin Hun took off the iron boot along with the leg armor of half of the calf.
The bare soles of my feet no longer need to be suspended in the air and can finally land safely.
Lin Hun had been trapped in the can for a long time and had no chance to be exposed to light. Now that he had taken off his armor, he felt that his legs had become a little whiter.
What is even more eye-catching is the red scar on the calf. It is like a cut to the aorta. Bright red blood flows down the calf in long lines. Blood keeps flowing out of the wound and joins the bloodstain, like a faucet that cannot be stopped.
In order to avoid being stained by the white ash on the ground, he had to spread his hips, and his legs, which he finally managed to move, were still far apart.
The goal was successfully completed, and Lin Hun was more happy:
"The first time I stabbed myself, I overestimated the hardness of the armor. I didn't expect it to be so easy to pierce through, easier than piercing a layer of membrane. If I have to use force next time, I have to be slower."
As for the bleeding calf and the cut armor, they were nothing to Lin Hun, after all, the bonfire was right behind him:
"If I wasn't worried that touching the bonfire might cause this strange white ash to disappear, I would have activated the bonfire a long time ago."
"Okay, now let me see what this white ash is."
The boots were passed from hand to hand. Lin Hun's bloody hand lifted the armored calf and raised it high above his forehead. There was no other impact on the bottom of the shoe, and it generally maintained the appearance of what he had just stepped on:
"Sure enough, there is a cluster of white ash on the sole of the shoe."
"Considering the white ash on the bluestone, I think I really did crush something."
"But this has no beginning or end, just a ball of white ash. What on earth is this?"
When he saw the shoes, Lin Hun's intuition calmed down and his throbbing eyebrows finally settled.
However, this aroused his curiosity. He didn't believe that this pool of white ash was so ordinary. He didn't rush to touch it. He carefully scanned the white ash on the sole of his shoe no less than three times, and he really noticed something strange.
The flat gray stain that Lin Hun saw was like a piece of dough stuck to the sole of his shoe.
To verify his conjecture, he bent his palm and aligned his sight with the sole of the shoe. Indeed, he could see a flat bulge. He finally came up with a plan in his mind:
"The ash is laid too evenly. If an object is crushed, the ash left on the ground should be uneven, even if it is accidentally shaken off under the influence of gravity!"
"There's something wrong with this white ash!"
Lin Hun keenly realized that the appearance of this ball of white ash must be closely related to his own time travel.
Under the illumination of the flames, Lin Hun's eyes were extremely deep. He didn't know whether he should contact this uninvited guest.
Lin Hun slapped his palm hard with his face, then walked to the campfire holding up his leg armor, took a deep breath secretly, his eyes solemn, and after making up his mind, he no longer hesitated.
"Oh! After I became an undead, this damn curiosity!"