Dark Matter Museum

Unexpectedly, as soon as he cut the monster's neck open, he was taken aback and almost frightened.

There are very dense muscles crisscrossing the monster's neck. The muscle layer is similar to that of a snake, but the difference is that the snake's muscles are grown by itself.But the muscles of the long neck are obviously not.

These muscle tissues come from other people’s tissues.There are human hands, human feet, and even hips.Ye Nuo looked disgusting.The human body tissues of these different humans are wrapped by a layer of mutated dark matter matrix, forming a long-necked mobile body with linkage function.

"A large amount of dark matter can produce a mutation effect under the control of a monster. This is really scary." Ye Nuo used a sword to plan several layers of texture, which greatly satisfied her curiosity: "Next time you catch a monster to solve the plan. Unplanning, maybe you can find other clues."

This guy humorously posed a'yeah' scissor-hand pose next to the long-necked monster, and took a selfie.Thinking about whether to post to Moments to scare friends.Finally gave up.Since this world has a special monster-repellent organization subordinate to Leng Meiren, maybe a similar circle of friends will be spotted by relevant departments.

After all, in his twenty years as a normal person, he has never seen such strange news and strange things.This is enough to show that in the gloomy parts of the world, there has long been a huge force controlling the news media.

"It's getting more and more interesting." Ye Nuo touched his chin, and left the house that he had turned into ruins.There was a sirens in the distance, probably because the neighbor had already called the police.

It is not advisable to stay here for long, so as not to explain clearly to the police.

Ye Nuo, whose feet slipped away, spent the night on a bench in a small park nearby.After being bitten by a mosquito, peeped by a mouse, and drenched in the wet rain, it finally ushered in a glimmer of the east sky.

The first long night in Hecheng is finally over!

...

Ye Nuo took a brief wash in the bathroom of the park, his body was wet, but the only suitcase was lost in the small hotel.For the time being, he didn't want to get it either.It's not that there are monsters left in it, but that so many people have died in the small hotel. It is estimated that the police are investigating. It would be a trouble to go if you hit the head by yourself.

It took only ten days to complete the task of the second door by himself.The day before yesterday was the first day, and I was delayed all day on the road yesterday.There are 7 days left.If he can't complete the task, even if his IQ is as high as the sky, his life will not be guaranteed.

After that long night, Ye Nuo deeply understood the difficulty of the second task.So far, he has been blind, without any clues or traces of the target.

I don't even know what it is that needs to be dedicated to the second door.Could it really be in the hands of the big monster hidden in Hecheng?After all, what the big monster needs for existence behind the second door is purely his guess.

"Trouble. Forget it, there must be a way for the car to go to the mountain to eat." Ye Nuo bit a grass stalk and touched the money in his pocket.Yesterday, I won a bet of more than 1,000 yuan, and the bag was fat and courageous.

He found a breakfast shop nearby and ordered a cage of small meat buns and a bowl of soy milk.He was exhausted if he stayed up all night.

After eating and drinking, looking at the breakfast shop owner with a face of vicissitudes, Ye Nuo asked casually, "Boss, has there been anything strange happening around you recently?"

His idea is very logical. The small hotel is not far from here, and the long-necked lair is only more than 300 meters away in a straight line.So many people died, and those people obviously died a few days ago. As a breakfast shop owner, it is impossible to find nothing unusual.

There are not many breakfast shops in slums, and breakfast shops are the easiest place to get gossip.After all, because the profit of breakfast is very thin, every breakfast shop owner is very sensitive to fluctuations in the flow of people.

The insensitive breakfast shop owner had already closed down because he couldn't adjust the amount of ingredients in time.

Sure enough, the breakfast shop owner showed a trace of confusion on his face: "Speaking of which, the old neighbors who came to my house recently to buy breakfast seem to be a lot less."

"There is a door!" Ye Nuo screamed, and his spirit suddenly came.

"I think there is a station nearby, and the location is not remote. There should be a lot of people, maybe your old neighbor ran to another breakfast shop." He laughed.

The breakfast shop owner’s moustache immediately blew angrily: "How is it possible. My taste is made by another breakfast shop? The old neighbor has eaten my breakfast for many years and has never moved the place. My house The store relies on the business of repeat customers, regular customers, and foreign individual customers."

The boss looked at him with an expression on his face that you are too tender.

Ye Nuo continued aggressively: "Otherwise, your taste has deteriorated recently, causing the old customer to run away."

The boss glared at him, thinking about grandma, this kid might not be someone who came here to deliberately prepare to piss him off, so as to inherit his own shop.

"Where is the taste of Laozi? The barbecued pork buns are full of ingredients. Even if the price of pork has doubled recently, I haven't increased the price, let alone missed the ingredients. Look at my buns, how fresh the filling is. Soy milk is all All hands are grinded. I get up at three o'clock in the morning every day to prepare. For decades, I have never slept in." The boss angered.

"Hey, boss, don't be angry. I just said casually. If it's not your cause, why aren't your neighbors here?" Ye Nuo smiled flatteringly.This boss, but a man of good temperament, can't be anxious.

The boss scratched his head and shook his head: "I don't know. Speaking of it, the day before yesterday, I seemed to vaguely met the old neighbors who hadn't come for breakfast. They seemed to be doing some weird things. Hey, I am still not sure if it is. Dreaming. After all, it’s too tiring to shop early, and I often don’t get enough sleep. In case I am confused at the time, I will take my dreams as real."

Ye Nuo's eyes lit up: "Boss boss, come and listen."

He ordered another cage of steamed dumplings, booed while eating, and asked the boss to talk about it.The scattered diners around were also energetic, and they turned their ears to one another, with great interest.Listening to strange talk in the morning is also a good start of the day.

The shop owner was not hypocritical, and started talking while flipping the noodle spoon in his hand.

There is indeed a reason why the boss thinks he is dreaming.

After all, it happened around 2:55 in the morning, no matter which city it was in, this time period was the coldest and most terrifying.

However, there are some businesses, but they must be busy during this time period.

For example, wholesale markets.