Chapter 174: Explosion Transition Begins

Feng Mu slowly released the corpse state, just like shedding the outer shell and putting on the fake skin of flesh and blood again, he slowly returned to the familiar human form in front of the mirror.

Hot water poured down from the shower head like a drizzle, gently and considerately washing the traces left by Feng Mu when he released the "corpse state". The blood that overflowed from the broken flesh disappeared quietly and tracelessly with the caress of the water flow, and finally merged into the vortex of the floor drain.

In such a quiet bathing moment, Feng Mu's eyes suddenly passed by several lines of prompt boxes. They appeared in the humid air like ghosts, revealing information that he didn't have time to read:

[Your plastic embryo level has changed! ]

[Your strength has been explosively improved! ]

[Strength 9.8→9.9→9.99999 (explosive transition)]

[Your agility has been slightly improved! ]

[Agility 6.8→7.3]

[Your physique has been greatly improved! ]

[Physique 6.4→8.4]

[Your spirit has made a small progress. ]

[Spirit 1.9→2.1]

The upgrade of [Plastic Embryo] will bring about the improvement of four-dimensional attributes, which is within Feng Mu's expectations, but the sudden jump of strength value to 9.99999 made him feel a little surprised.

9.99999 What the hell, was Tongzi's father forcibly hijacked by "Thunder Speed ​​Limit"?

"In explosive transition?"

Feng Mu shifted his attention to the suffix of strength, which kept flashing in the brackets.

A row of black lines appeared on Feng Mu's forehead, and he secretly complained in his heart: "The good news is that the strength is in an explosive transition, and the bad news is that it seems that it can't jump over."

A funny picture emerged in Feng Mu's mind: a muscular man stood at the starting point of the pole vault. He had already inserted the pole deep into the ground, and the pole was almost bent to the limit. However, he seemed to be stuck to his feet by something, and he just couldn't jump.

Still squatting to charge, right?

Feng Mu speculated in his mind: "The experience slot is full, which is probably like the game character reaching the node of job transfer, and needs to complete specific job transfer tasks to continue to grow?"

"But, system, you have to at least throw a clue over!!"

His face was a little gloomy, remembering that when he was practicing skills, whenever the upgrade was frustrated, the system would always provide the reasons for failure and the prerequisites that needed to be met.

"This time, there was no prompt at all, because the attribute upgrade is not considered a skill upgrade, so no feedback is provided?"

"Or is it because the so-called [burst jump] does not look like a failure, at best it can only be regarded as a freeze?"

Feng Mu thought to no avail, so he could only put it aside temporarily, and see if it can complete the charge and jump over in two days, or wait for the subsequent turnaround, such as opening a treasure chest.

"Physique has increased by 2 points, jumping to 8.4, becoming the second attribute value after strength, and is also steadily moving towards 10 points, no, 9.9999."

"Agility has increased to 7.3, and I feel that my body seems to be lighter."

"The improvement of spirit is very slow every time. Compared with other attributes, it is still like a stunted lame leg."

Feng Mu looked at the attribute panel for a while, then turned it off and lay back on the bed, preparing to rest and sleep early.

The time displayed on the phone is 03:33.

"It's not even 4 o'clock yet, and I'm really too lazy today." Feng Mu felt that his conscience was condemned.

Although he felt guilty, he resolutely picked up the phone and indulged in playing with it for 5 minutes.

Feng Mu's fingertips gently slid across the screen, browsing the news of the past two days, but found that the content was mediocre and the nutritional value was not high.

Then, he scanned a few unread text messages, most of which were junk ads, annoying, but there was also a useful one hidden in them.

It was because of this junk message that Feng Mu did not block all these junk ads into the blacklist.

[——Today is suitable for photography, making friends, and team building.

——Today is not suitable for marriage, breaking up, and eating noodles.

If you need to test other fortunes, please reply 1. If not, reply "TD" to unsubscribe. ]

"Making friends, team building? Ha——" Feng Mu pursed his lips, wondering where Ma Bin learned these words full of positive energy.

He squinted his eyes slightly, put his phone aside, and then took a deep breath, letting his thoughts go with his breath, his whole brain gradually emptied, and finally sank into a good dream.

…….

At the edge of the city, an abandoned warehouse near the road out of the city.

The surroundings were desolate and silent, with only the occasional sound of wind and the roar of vehicles in the distance breaking the silence. The walls of the warehouse were covered with mottled rust and falling cement blocks, looking old and desolate.

The red paint on the iron door had peeled off, and the rusty door was tightly locked by a heavy iron chain with a large padlock on it.

Pushing the door open, a musty smell rushed towards me, and the air was filled with the smell of old dust and rust.

The interior of the warehouse was extremely dark, and the only light source came from an emergency light on the table, which emitted a weak light, as if it could go out at any time.

The floor of the warehouse was uneven, piled with various worn-out boxes, moldy canned food and some plastic water bottles.

In the corner, under a tattered oilcloth, the outline of a person could be vaguely seen.

This man was tied to a rusty iron chair with rough ropes, his hands and feet were tightly bound, unable to move, his eyes were covered, his mouth was sealed, and even his ears were blocked with rubber plugs.

His face was covered with dust and blood, and the blood left purple marks at the corners of his eyes and mouth. His clothes were tattered, and the mottled blood on the cloth had dried up and turned dark black.

Obviously, Hou Wendong suffered a sudden kidnapping and beating today.

Hou Wendong was tied to a chair, unable to see or hear. The only thing he could feel was that the coldness of the iron chair made him shudder through his thin clothes, and that the rough hemp rope would stimulate his injured skin and bring him a burning pain if he struggled a little.

Hou Wendong carefully kept still, and every muscle of his was tense, fearing that the slightest movement would provoke a brutal beating.

He had no idea whether the person who beat him was still standing next to him, nor did he know how many people beat him.

In the silent darkness, Hou Wendong's heartbeat was as rapid and loud as a drumbeat. His ears keenly captured the vibration of every heartbeat, and he could even hear the rumbling sound of blood flowing in his arteries.

"Who dared to kidnap me?"

Hou Wendong's brain turned frantically, trying to recall the scene before he fainted:

At that time, I was sitting in the corner of the ramen restaurant, with my back to the door, concentrating on unpacking the cake and carefully inserting the candle into it.

I saw Li Xiuwan walking out from behind the kitchen curtain with a bowl of steaming longevity noodles in her hand.

Yes, at this moment, I saw the smile on Li Xiuwan's face suddenly solidified, her eyes were full of unspeakable fear, and her eyes were cast straight behind me.

I turned around subconsciously, and then my eyes went black, my face seemed to be covered by a black cloth, and at the same time, I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head.

I should have been knocked unconscious.

At the last moment before I fell into coma, I vaguely heard the crisp sound of dishes falling to the ground, and Li Xiuwan's scream full of panic and fear.