Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 123 Running
"Uh... ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

A mixture of joints and limbs on the face in the gaps of the huge scale armor, paying attention during the brief encounter, releasing an invisible but real mental pressure, and the barbs on the joints and limbs convey the desire to snatch something from him.

Intuitively, William experienced the feeling of being stuffed into the washing machine hundreds of years in advance, and added a few spoonfuls of bitter and irritating laundry detergent.In particular, this washing machine is still falling freely in the air, and at the same time, it is accompanied by a deep nightmare scene that shocks the eyeballs, which has a special flavor.

The surrounding environment is in a superposition state, transforming from the original cave to a cracked and widened form, and the changes in the world are reflected here, that is, the handwriting on the "upper layer of paper" is pressed to the "lower layer of paper", like some kind of The process of stripping and remodeling is very similar but not completely corresponding.

The bad thing is that he couldn't pass out again, and the chaotic consciousness enjoyed the whole set of out-of-control falling process, and terminated under a frantic sudden stop, feeling that his soul was shaken apart.

The hands on the shoulders were released, allowing him to stumble and walk a few steps in the dark environment to regain his balance, and impatiently lit the fire for lighting.

The flames stained with the diffuse grease fuel gave a negligible sense of security, and the figures of the two were illuminated. The darkness outside the aperture was calm, and there was no sign of anything emerging for the time being.

"Kraft..." William wanted to ask if the things above had passed, but his companion's silence made him feel a little strange, "Are you okay?"

Kraft did not give any explanation for the out-of-control fall just now, nor did he light the torch first, but stood still, slowly raised his hand, and wiped the side of the jaw that the fire could not reach with the back of his hand, as if to wipe away the motion. sweat.

However, his face was as dry as usual, and it was not easy to sweat in the temperature of the cave.

Kraft held out his hand to the firelight, and the bright red liquid wet the back of his hand and dropped from his fingertips.The neckline on the backlit side of the neck is bright red.

"It's not bad." The mandible is a complete piece, and the other side is inevitably involved when making a sound, so it can only limit the opening and closing as much as possible, and make a muffled sound from the throat. "But it's not much better. Help me see the wound."

He turned to William, and the latter saw the wound—a horizontal finger under the left ear, which almost cut off the earlobe, passed obliquely forward and downward, passed the right branch of the mandible, and seemed to extend to the neck in an unfinished way.

However, the large expanse of red made it impossible to confirm the injury here. Even if the torch was brought up to the distance of drying a few golden hairs, only the blood film slowly flowing against the skin could be seen.

"It may have injured a blood vessel in the neck." William hastily pulled out a piece of unknown cloth, intending to use it to dry the blood and observe the condition of the wound.

The dusty hand was blocked, Kraft tilted his head, grabbed the wrist without even looking at it, and moved it and the suspicious cloth away from his face, "No, in that case blood can spurt to the top of the cave, and immediately fell head over heels."

After saying this, he took a few seconds to regain his language ability from the pain, "There is a small bag under the torch, take it out."

The condition of the neck is unknown, and I dare not press deeply. The effect of compression to stop bleeding is quite limited, but the degree of bleeding is indeed reduced. I don't know whether it is the effect of blood coagulation or compression.

William picked out a small bottle of spirits from the small bag he opened and poured it on the wound, and wrapped himself in a clean cotton cloth into a ridiculous shape.Fortunately, the teacher taught the bandaging of the head and face back then, which was quite distracting.

"I never thought that one day I would use it on myself!"

Thanks to the spiritual senses, it not only provides him with the ability to break through darkness, but also enhances the sense of distance brought about by a special perspective.The cognition of space no longer comes from the indirect transformation of visual images, but jumps to the direct understanding of three-dimensional space.

This enables him to use this accurate, timely and no-dead-angle spatial cognition to guide actions, accurately grasp the timing of moves, and pay attention to every movement of joints, limbs and faces, thus creating an appearance similar to short-term predictions.

Of course, this is just an appearance. It is impossible to predict the result of reckless and risky actions. It can only provide the trajectories of arthropods that have exploded around it, giving the thinking enough information to conceive and implement countermeasures in a short time.

Not being able to retreat with the whole body is not unexpected, or at that moment, being able to escape several joints that move chaotically at the same time is already a high-level performance, and it is an accident that they are not folded inside.

In the case of haste and injury, the level jump was affected, almost out of control, and fell at a much faster speed than expected, he almost thought that he would go straight to the second floor.

"Are you ready?"

There was no time to wait, Kraft pressed William's shoulder, and the environment was stabilizing, indicating that the thing had left.

"You really don't want to take a break?" William's eyes widened. The current situation is like a coachman who drove the carriage out of the cavalry at full speed on the mountain road, knocked two nails on the cracked axle, and invited him to get on the carriage for another ride.

"I think you can wait..."

The sky and the earth are turned upside down, and the sense of reverse falling washes over the senses.He realized that this was not a discussion with him, but a tactful notification before starting.

Kraft has his own ideas. He must return to the present world and leave the mine before the time limit for the spiritual senses expires, otherwise he will have to stay in the deep layer for an extra half an hour to deal with the negative effects of closing.

If during this period of time there is no sound of articulated limbs walking again, and there is another race, then he will really have a nervous breakdown.

He drives William to shift to the present world.

At the same time, the consciousness is consciously feeling that speed, comparing the time of traveling between layers, and subjective experience.

Kraft tasted a certain habit.

The habit of walking on two feet is continuously accumulated in the shuttle, and penetrates deeply into the body.In the sudden high-speed fall before, he actually stabilized the process, just like when he stumbled suddenly, the balance reflex automatically controlled his muscles to deal with it.

Balanceable reflexes are inherent in human beings, and when he mobilized his mental organs to use this geometric prism of unknown origin, some similar phenomenon also appeared.

He tries to pick up speed, William twirls upside down with a roller-coaster scream, and Kraft, feeling like a toddler, tries to swing his legs faster.

The limit has not yet been reached, and the habit of this movement even makes him feel no discomfort, and the spiritual sense faithfully feeds back the changes in depth.

He was running, moving forward at an unprecedented speed between layers, the wound felt hot and cold, seeping into the body or deeper, that habit also penetrated deeply into the spirit, like nerve reflexes gradually perfected with growth and development into the body.

It is certain that some kind of transformation has occurred, the accumulation of quantitative changes into qualitative changes, catalyzed by injuries and hasty dives, manifested as the habit of deep and shuttle, but he still can't understand what this means.

As far as the subjective consciousness is concerned, it only knows that it is running. Occasionally, a toddler is pushed by someone one day, and under the balance reflection, he passively leans forward and strides forward, thus knowing that he has already run. In the exercise, the "walking" stage of learning is completed.

A ray of cold and thin light appeared in front of his eyes, cooling the retina that had been tortured by fire and shadow all night.

Kraft let go of the prism, enjoying the hard-earned moonlight.It pours from the unobstructed exit, paving a gorgeous trail of green, silver and white on the crystals all over the ground, leading to the sky of the world.

(End of this chapter)