Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 116 Non-correspondence

It turns out that no matter how outlandish, there are some basic laws that follow, at least in the normal world.

After all, what is the normal world?Kupp has no commendable cognition about this. Since he is not in a dream, can a world where "people" who can disappear out of thin air and appear behind them really be considered a normal world?
However, this ability obviously does not come with any effects such as strong vitality, resurrection from the dead, etc. The crooked attacker still conforms to the principle of "the brain cannot function when it is embedded in the iron sheet".

Kupp bypassed Yvonne, drooped his left hand, and came to the fallen enemy, kicked off the dagger in his hand, and hammered the collapsed pumpkin-like head to ensure that he would never wake up again .

The left shoulder wound worsened after excessive activity, and a knife in the waist limited his power.Worried about insufficient force, irrational worries made him add a few more strokes to the corpse. It wasn't until he heard Yvonne's uncomfortable dry cough that he realized that the guy's upper body was already strikingly similar to the raw material of the mince pie.

In order for the two present to enjoy this delicacy safely for the rest of their lives, he had better stop now to avoid further bad associations.

"You really helped a lot." When he said this with a weapon still stained with an unknown substance, his image was not right. He rubbed the hammer head on the attacker's clothes, anyway, they won't complain now.

As the targets all fell down, the emotionally driven power receded from the body, and exhaustion and fear quickly replaced it, just a little bit. If it weren't for Yvonne's bold actions, he would probably already be on the way to personally prove the existence of the kingdom of heaven.

He then realized that what he should do was not to praise her for a good job, but to consider whether this scene would have a bad effect on a child.

"You know, they deserve what they deserve." Kupp turned the corpses one by one to observe Yvonne's situation.

The latter just frowned, covered his mouth and let out a cough that scratched his throat with acid regurgitation. He just seemed to feel a little sick, which was far from the behavior of the little girl that Cooper imagined.

To some extent, he was better than Coop, he didn't know if he would spit out those sunken bulk features after a few more glances.

Yvonne needs no enlightenment.She squeezed the wooden handle of the dagger between two fingers, draining the blood from the wet rust, "Thanks, I know."

When this too-young colleague arrived, Kupp somewhat slandered Kraft's intentions, but her insensitivity to the loss of human body and consciousness made people feel that it was not simple behind it.

He didn't want to go into the specifics of the desensitization process, and if someone asked him why he didn't like dreaming, he wouldn't get an answer.

"Will you go and see Peter? I saw him get stabbed just now." Kupp found a place to lean on beside the bed, and touched his lower back tentatively, but the blood hadn't stopped completely.

Not only does the body not feel dry and hot after exercise, but the fingertips feel cold. The flow of warm body fluids takes away more than just body temperature.

The kidnapped woman had already fled, and there were only three living people left at the scene. If measures were not taken in time, there would be only two left in the morning if there were no accidents.

Yvonne put his finger under Peter's nose, waited for a few seconds, nodded to Kupu, and went to look at the wound on his back.

The silk fibers of the linen got mixed into the knife wound, sticking and tangling. After tugging twice, she resolutely gave up this fruitless attempt and picked up the dagger to pick up the clothes.

This weapon seems to have been regarded as a trophy by her, similar to some species of birds that will take away small objects of interest by the way.

"I don't know, if he can get through it, he'll probably be fine, right?"

Kupu didn't want to stand up, and looked at the back of the torn clothes from a distance, thinking that the girl was quite agile.Peter's wound hadn't stopped bleeding, but it wasn't to the point where the blood gushed like a fountain. Fortunately, he didn't die.

"Give him a bandage around his waist and tie it tighter." The position of the lower back near the spine seems to have been mentioned in training that there are important internal organs that are injured enough to cause serious problems. Kupp thought for a while, probably called the kidneys ?

This is of no help, the teaching is limited to making him take good precautions, there is no way to treat him, and Yvonne has to help him bandage.

In this regard, his evaluation is: If Peter does not die tonight, he can live until tomorrow morning.At that time, let Kraft see if there is still a chance.

No, that's not how it works.Kupp was startled by the paradox. If he was attacked like this, then Kraft and William would suffer more than that.

……

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"run!"

Kraft pulled up William, who had just woken up from a dream. The latter fell into that trance state just now, and stared blankly at the faces emerging from the darkness one after another like blisters, unconsciously reaching out to touch them.

If he hadn't been awakened, it looked like he would have to go up and kiss her.

Needless to say, William threw off his legs and followed Kraft, and the two ran wildly in the gray cave.

"Can you send us back?" William's soul groaned. If he was in hell just now, where it is now is beyond his knowledge. "The hole-punching thing should have left, right?"

"No, I need time!" The man with the torch kicked off the wall and turned a big bend, taking time out of breath to reply, "Be careful where you step!"

William took off reflexively, and stepped over a horizontal stone sill shaped like intestinal folds. It was hidden in the intricate shadows, waiting to teach the strays the last lesson in this life, always remember to pay attention to your feet.

As soon as he landed on the ground, a stone hit his toe, through the boots, he felt as if he had broken his toe, "Oh!"

"Can't you try it now?"

"Can you run and look at the chart?" Kraft asked back, wasting precious breathing intervals while fleeing, it was a joke of life.

"If you take me out, it's not impossible to discuss!" The captain grabbed the waistband of his trousers with one hand, and just now hastily shook the belt loose, the trousers kept slipping down from the belly, and the cold wind blew around the navel.

Kraft ignored him, the needle-like headache was still penetrating behind the skull plate, tending to develop to the forehead and behind the nose, the cave space exacerbated the narrow and cramped feeling of claustrophobia, running at full strength seemed to be in an endless splicing roller passage crawl.

The numb running became even more troublesome when there was a fork in the road ahead-a staggered fork, and another passage passed obliquely, as if returning to the original mine at an angle.

However, Kraft clearly remembered that this was not the case. The direction they were traveling was away from the mine, which was a different intersection.

On the front, he saw white impurities emerging from the darkness, with a flat nose exposed, a soft white extension that was paler than the gray-white rock, and several unknown faces of local people smiled at them secretly.

"Left!" Kraft decisively led the way and turned left.

Although he doesn't know what's on the left, it looks like it's going uphill, which is better than going down.

"Wait...wait for me..."

The uphill road was much more difficult, and William ran out of breath, but the horror of meeting his pale and wide face still inspired the potential that this body didn't have when he was young, and supported him to keep up with the torch ahead.

As long as there is a little hope, no one will want to show their face in it.

So this hell race got an extra game.The two leading players squeezed every alveolus until they could taste the rust in the air from their mouths, and felt that they could not get away enough, so they might as well use their last strength to think about how to die decently.

When they stopped on this endless uphill road, there were only uneven panting and coughing sounds in the cave, and the disturbance of the carapace joints moving away.

Kraft picked up the second torch and handed it to William, the aperture expanded, and there was no sign of those faces for a while.

"Are we... safe for the time being?" William touched his wet cheek with his sleeve, "Would you like to try your 'magic'?

"I can't agree." The young "wizard" shook his head and pressed William's shoulder, closed his eyes and held something in his sleeve. William guessed that this was a precursor to the activation, just like the legendary wizard who had to chant a spell before casting a spell.

However, Kraft does not need it. Does this mean that his level is relatively high?

"Damn it!" A curse interrupted the unreasonable speculation, and the hands on the shoulders were released, and for the first time, the expression of surprise prevailed on Kraft's face.

"It shouldn't be like this, we don't have holes in it."

(End of this chapter)