Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 228 228. Experimental Life Perspective
At twelve o'clock at midnight, the half moon hangs in the sky.

Route 65, a motel on the border of Kentucky and Tennessee.

In the restaurant, eight people who had survived the disaster were devouring fast food around a table. Among them, a young blond boy was the craziest, eating a burger in one bite and swallowing it without chewing twice.

Compared with the sloppy and pitiful appearance in the deformed wooden house, he now took a shower and put on brand new jeans and a black jacket. He has a great figure like a 1.9-meter model, with smooth and shiny blond hair, and he is full of masculinity. of hormones.

Opposite him, Scott introduced all his companions with a smile, "We are all from West Virginia. Because our best friend Jesse fell out of love, we went on a road trip with her to cross the entire United States from east to west. No. Be careful of falling into a freak's trap. What about you, handsome boy, what's your name?"

"Kayden..." the boy spoke angrily, then grabbed another golden chicken leg and started to bite it.

"God, how long have you been imprisoned by those freaks for how long? How many days have you been without food?" Jesse motherly wiped the grease stains from the corners of the boy's mouth with a napkin, and the boy turned to smile at her.
"I can't remember how many days, but I was starving to death."

"Kayden, how old are you and where are you from..." France stuffed a piece of salad into her mouth and asked, "How did you get caught by the freaks? Tell us so we can send you home more easily."

Faced with this problem, the boy stopped chewing and smiled sadly, with a trace of sadness flashing in his blue eyes.
"My home is gone. My parents are gone. I am wandering around and doing odd jobs."

France covered her mouth and exchanged looks with her companions in surprise, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mention your sadness."

"It doesn't matter. There are thousands of homeless people in the United States, and there is not one more than me. Besides, you saved my life...otherwise I would be tortured to death by those freaks sooner or later." Kaiden said gratefully,

"Torture?" Evan rubbed his chin and glanced up and down his body, "How did the freak torture you? You were covered in blood and seemed to have been seriously injured. We originally planned to send you to the hospital for rescue, but you washed it Just take a shower and you'll be fine, looking healthier than all of us."

Kaiden's tight lips moved slightly, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Dean's heart skipped a beat.

When several people saw this, they thought he was remembering a painful experience, changed the topic, and stopped disturbing him while eating.

"Okay, what next?" Jesse asked, "Continue the journey, or go back the same way?"

"We haven't completed half of the originally planned journey, and it's hard to give up in the middle, not to mention that no one has suffered any substantial harm." Evan hugged France and said with firm eyes, "I strongly recommend continuing to the west. Let’s go, hit Highway 66 and go to Santa Monica, California to enjoy the sun and sand and ride the Ferris wheel.”

When Dean, who had been listening quietly next to him, heard the words, his eyes seemed to flash in front of his eyes Gretchen, Beck, Jenny, Rust, Britney and other friends who went to Santa Monica beach together, and he added a rare sentence, "Santa Monica has a great beach, you must go and experience it."

"But I'm a little scared..." Carly looked at her friends apologetically, "in case I encounter this kind of freak again along the way."

"No matter what decision you make, I will be with you." Scott smoothed the bangs on her forehead.
"Come on, you two," Evan said optimistically, "God can't put us in dangerous situations twice in a row. As long as we pay a little attention to safety, we won't wander into unfamiliar dirt roads and keep following the There will never be a problem with the main road.”

France also nodded, "Aren't you two about to get engaged? This danger may be a test given by God. Get through it, reach the end of Route 66, and witness the sunset in Santa Monica together. You will definitely grow old in the future. until old!"

Carly's tense cheeks relaxed after hearing this, she looked at each other and nodded quietly,

"Bless us to accept it and I will continue my journey!"

Jesse also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ahem, guys, it's a rare fate for everyone to finally come together and experience a disaster. It's a pity to be separated like this." Chris put his palms clasped on his chest and looked at everyone nervously and expectantly. , "I wonder if I have the honor to join you on your trip?"

"You stepped forward to attract the attention of the freaks. Your courage is commendable. I am happy to go with the Warriors." Scott looked at his business-like attire, "But are you sure you have time?"

"I was going to interview for an important new job, and I had been preparing for it for three months, but now it's all gone," Chris shrugged. "I'm going to go relax."

As he spoke, he glanced at the lovelorn girl Jesse, intentionally or unintentionally.

Wow…

When the two couples saw this, they let out a strange and meaningful cry.

"Mr. Chris, are you still single?"

"Well, I've been single for several years."

Frances smiled strangely and glanced at Jesse, whose cheeks were slightly red. "Then you will be our driver for the rest of the journey to compensate for the damage to our things!"

"Don't worry, I promise I won't crash into the car again this time..." Chris took a deep breath, with a look of uncontrollable joy on his face, and secretly flirted with the cold beauty Jesse.

When Dean saw this, he lamented that this guy was a blessing in disguise, and he would most likely be able to get a beautiful woman in his arms.

"Wait, Dean, are you free?" Evan suddenly looked at the savior next to him, "Would you like to travel together? We will bear the expenses!"

But he regretted it as soon as he said this. The scene of Dean asking everyone to cut the freaks came to mind, and at the same time, several of his companions held their breath.

Such powerful and majestic people are fine as friends, but traveling together will bring huge pressure and make people unable to enjoy themselves.

"Sorry, I have work to do, and it's not going well with you." Dean could see the worry in their eyes at a glance, and shook his head with a smile, "I will leave tomorrow morning. I wish you all a smooth journey. Also, remember not to take today's trip seriously. Things get revealed.”

"Leave a phone number?" France asked eagerly,
"Forget it, I'll see you again later."

"Wait, man, please accept this money. This is everyone's thanks to you." Jesse gritted his teeth and took out a large check of ten thousand dollars from his arms and handed it to Dean.

Dean accepted it decisively, waved to a few people, turned and left the restaurant.

Noticing that he was leaving, the boy lowered his head and swallowed food frantically, letting out a long sigh of relief.

"I'm so stupid..." Evan slapped his cheek twice with a distressed look on his face, "He is my savior, but I was so rude to him and used money to send him away!"

Several people lowered their heads in guilt and said nothing.

"That's not a bad thing." Chris stared at his back and said solemnly, "He didn't even want to use his driver's license to book a room just now. He obviously wanted to hide his identity and it was impossible to travel with us."

Scott screamed strangely, "Is he an agent from the ancient East who masters kung fu?"

"Maybe, anyway we'd better keep a distance from him." Chris turned to the boy, "Kayden...what are your plans?"

"Thank you for your hospitality and life-saving grace. I won't waste your time. I will leave early tomorrow morning." The boy threw down the last chicken bone and touched his bulging belly comfortably.

"Where are you going when you are so penniless?" Jesse shook his head and took out a few dollars from his wallet and handed them over, "Take it, use the money to find a place to settle down and find a stable job."

Kaiden's eyes lit up, he took the money and stuffed it into his pocket, a grateful smile appeared on his handsome face, he touched his chest and bowed to her.

"Madam, you are more dazzling than the Virgin Mary. I will remember your help for the rest of my life."

……

Hotel room.

Dean withdrew the surveillance God's perspective, took out the divination suit such as the shackles, and sat cross-legged on the bed.

As soon as I thought about it, a cold wind blew out of the shackles and turned into a translucent shadow falling in front of me. He was an old man with sparse hair. He was the father of a deformed family.

"name."

zizi…

The ghost pushed the slate to piece together a line of words on the motherboard,

"Shelu Nuniz..."

"How long have your family lived on Bear Mountain Road?"

"Three years."

"Before this, where did you come from?"

"Eastern Tennessee, Oak Ridge National Laboratory."

Dean was silent. The words of the truck driver on the highway flashed through his mind. Oak Ridge was indeed not just researching the atomic bomb.

Next, as Dean continued to ask questions one by one, a clue emerged clearly——

This family of deformed people were the subjects of chaotic reproduction and chemical agents in the forests near the Oak Ridge Experiment, and have gone through several generations.

There are huge flaws in his mind and appearance, but his physical fitness is amazing, his temperament is cruel, and he is bloodthirsty. He can be regarded as the product of a failed experiment.

Three years ago, as a helicopter moved them out of the Oak Ridge Laboratory, the family dispatched the pilot and security guards and fled onto Bear Mountain Road to hide.

The hunting life began, and hundreds of innocent people became their family's meal.

But unfortunately, before arriving at Xiongshan Road, they had been isolated in the exclusive area of ​​the laboratory. They knew nothing about other research projects in the laboratory, and Dean could not ask for more information.

"Perhaps Oak Ridge is also a part of the Stargate Jedi plan." Dean first wrote down the address in his notebook, "I will have a chance to find out in the future."

Next, he asked for Caiden's identity information, and the family only gave him a one-word evaluation of "can't finish it."

"Kayden can't finish eating?" Dean thought thoughtfully, stabbing continuously with the scepter in his hand.

The six deformed ghosts turned into fly ash and shattered into the void one by one.

Proficiency +6, fighting level 4 (6/500).

After putting away the divination suit, Dean looked at the other attributes:
Shooting lv4 (346/500)
Shadow of the Past lv2 (96→111/300)
Red Dragon Meditation lv3 (24→39/400)

Simulated lv2 (18→25/300)
Abyss lv0(37→52/100)

"Shooting level 4 gave birth to precision, fighting level 4 gave birth to life energy, and by analogy, skills such as Red Dragon Meditation and Mimicry will most likely evolve by leaps and bounds at level 4."

Dean realizes that it doesn't matter if the skill slot is limited. As long as the skill level is continuously improved, characteristics that are not inferior to new super powers will be produced.

"Now, let's try the specific effects of life energy... let's start with defense, treatment, and lethality."

As soon as he thought, a numbing feeling surged throughout his body. Life energy slowly penetrated from every cell, forming a white-gold film on the outside of his skin.

He immediately named it Life Shield in his mind.

How's the defense?
"Shadow" floated behind him, rolled up a shining silver cross dart from the dead skin on the ground, and stabbed it into the smooth arm with three times the strength of a normal person.

puff.

As soon as the tip of the dart came into contact with the platinum-gold film, it bounced away, unable to even damage Dean's hair.

This "demon-breaking" weapon can easily penetrate Dean's protective ghost armor, but it cannot penetrate the life shield!
Then Dean used his telekinesis to aim at the life shield and ignited a circle of flames, but after half a minute, the flames went out automatically... Dean did not feel any burning pain.

Then came the mental freezing, electric shock...all blocked by the life shield, without any negative impact.

Next, he used his mind power to create an elliptical barrier, wrapping himself without leaving any gaps, blocking out sounds from inside and outside.

He pulled out his M1900, equipped it with .45ACP ammunition, activated the magic bullet mode, aimed it at his arm, and fired a shot at close range.

boom!The bullet buzzed, and the warhead that hit the arm sank into a thin layer of life shield and remained in a stalemate for a second before exhausting its kinetic energy and falling to the ground.

When Dean looked at it, he saw that there was not even a mark left on the skin of the shot area, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes.
"The life shield weakens fire, freezing, electric shock and other attacks, is immune to magic-breaking effects, and has strong resistance to physical attacks. With it, I can ignore conventional bullets and various forms of energy with just my physical body. If I continue Put on the ghost armor...double protection, and your defense and anti-strike capabilities will be greatly improved."

……

Finished measuring defense.

Next, Dean tested the "healing" effect of life energy again.

He used the ax blade to cut a gash as long as his index finger on the back of his hand. He first stopped the "abnormal self-healing" in Iron Man's specialty from taking effect, and then allowed the life energy to slowly seep out of the cells and gather near the wound.

A coolness immediately surged through the wound, as if it were wrapped in a layer of ice, which relieved the slight sting and stimulated the vitality of the wound, allowing it to quickly stop the bleeding.

Dean observed and analyzed that the healing speed of "life energy" was about half that of "abnormal self-healing".

"So what if the two are combined?"

Try it if you think of it.

The core of "abnormal self-healing" is the crystallized energy storage organ in Dean's chest, which stores the energy absorbed through eating.

Now Dean is trying to replace ordinary ATP with platinum life energy to fill this crystal.

Perhaps these two abilities are extremely compatible, and the experiment progressed beyond imagination. After the crystal was filled with life energy, Dean's eyes flashed with excitement.

He clearly felt that the wounds on his arms were fading and disappearing rapidly.

"Life energy" plus "abnormal self-healing" doubled the self-healing speed of his injuries, and his recovery power in battle increased dramatically!

In addition, Dean clearly remembers the description of the characteristics. Life energy can not only be used on himself, but can also be used to heal others, and can extend the lives of companions and friends at critical moments!

……

The defense and healing abilities are both extremely excellent.

Finally it’s the lethality test.

He stood up straight in the guest room, holding a hand ax from dead skin in his right hand and a dogleg knife in his right hand.

As soon as he thought, the white-gold light quickly spread up along the fingers of his right hand, wrapping the sharp edge of the axe, as if it was coated with a layer of platinum.

He held the hand ax tightly and aimed it at the dogleg knife!
Click!

There was a flash of silver light, and a sharp blade passed through the air and was nailed to the wooden wall of the hotel. Only half of the dogleg knife in Dean's left hand was left, and the section was smooth and flat.

"With the strengthening of life energy, my weapons have reached the point where they can cut iron as fast as clay. If anyone dares to engage me in close combat with weapons in the future, I will destroy their weapons as soon as possible."

"If this ax hits a supernatural creature, it can remove one of its arms at once."

"Life energy greatly enhances melee weapons, but what about long-range weapons?" Dean tried the cross dart again.

Unfortunately, the life energy attached to the cross dart disappeared into the air not far after leaving Dean's body.

"So the life energy cannot break the direct connection with the body, otherwise it will disappear quickly and disappear. This is very different from the power of thought that can stay away from the body for a long time."

……

Of course, the most perfect weapon is always your own body. Dean tried to activate his life energy to wrap around his body. He immediately felt that he became more flexible and powerful, and the destructive power of his fists and feet doubled. However, the specific degree of improvement must be compared with an evenly matched opponent in actual combat. can be reflected.

At the same time, his hearing, smell, and vision were all enhanced to a certain extent, and a switch in his brain seemed to be turned on, making him as awake as if he had been on stimulants.

Dean's intuition estimated that the normal burst of life energy should last for about 40 minutes.

However, as strength, physique, and agility increase, the total amount of life energy will also increase, and the duration will increase.

"Life energy is simply the power of snake oil."

He couldn't help but push open the door, walked around the hotel room, quietly opened a gap in the curtains inside the room with his mind power, and observed more than twenty residents.

Then he was surprised to find that when the life energy enveloped his eyes, he clearly saw a layer of faint white light appearing on the surface of every human being, every cat and dog. These lights were strong or weak, but they were all Far inferior to myself.

There was some kind of mutation in his vision.

"What does this light represent?" Dean generally found that the intensity of white light in men was greater than that in women.

In addition, when he looked at Scott and Carly who were making out in the room, he discovered that after Scott reached the top, an extremely small trace of the white light on the surface of his body was transferred to Carly.

Dean's head arose with intuition,

"So after awakening the life energy, I can use my naked eyes to see the comprehensive indicator of life span, health and physical strength, that is, life strength."

"For suspicious persons, I can use their life strength to determine whether they are supernatural creatures."

"This kind of visual ability is not weaker than spiritual vision. It is called life perspective."

……

Dean further controlled his breathing and heartbeat, wrapped his body in ghost armor to cover up all body odor, and quietly lurked outside the guest room of the high school student named Kaiden who escaped from the deformed house.

He peeked inside furtively.

Kaiden was lying on the bed with his hands on the back of his head. The white light on his body was so intense that it was like countless flickering candles. It was weaker than himself, but five or six times that of an ordinary person.

"The life intensity is far higher than that of normal people. No wonder it can trigger my inspiration. Kaiden, what kind of creature are you?"

……

Kaiden's heart palpitated for no reason, as if there was a pair of eyes spying on him, making him restless.

He stood up and walked to the window to look into the dark night, while his nose kept wagging to sniff the air.

But he couldn't catch any unusual smell, and couldn't find the man who made him feel so uneasy.

"We can't wait any longer." He sighed helplessly, "Let's set off early to avoid being discovered by that guy."

(End of this chapter)