Star Iron, but the amount of animation

Ying Xing was much calmer than her. He followed the boy closely and observed the surrounding environment.

"But what should we do next?"

The girl turned around not far away and asked as she backed away.

"Don't worry, let me use my magical tool first."

An Jing spread out his palms, and suddenly light flashed and condensed, and the energy turned into a solid and formed a seed.

He scattered the seeds on the ground, and the instant they hit the ground, they began to grow at a terrifying speed, branches and buds emerged, flowers and fruits bloomed, and the cycle continued.

All the plants and land they passed by were assimilated, with the land under the boy's feet as the center, and in an instant only those plants were left in their sight.

And, out of their sight, their spread and growth continues.

"What is this..."

Bai Heng felt a little frightened. The plants meandered out from her feet, and the scent they emitted made her feel as if her bones and muscles had their own life. They began to wriggle and grow, causing her to feel extremely itchy, but the itchiness disappeared immediately.

She ran back to the boy, grabbed his other empty arm like Ying Xing, and asked with some fear.

"The seeds of abundance."

"Are we going to let them continue to grow like this? Won't this destroy the original ecosystem of this planet?!"

"Indeed, a more perfect ecology would cover it."

The boy's calm voice made Bai Heng feel a little terrified for some reason. He didn't seem to care about this kind of thing at all...

This kind of behavior of arbitrarily rewriting the ecology of other planets is strictly prohibited in the Xianzhou Alliance, even if it is for the better... But, if it is a benefactor, she can only help keep it secret.

"But, our main goal is to eliminate those people of abundance, right? Are the two related in any way?"

"Don't worry, you'll know soon."

The young man gave a mysterious smile. He raised one hand with the back of his hand facing upwards. The ground beneath the three people's feet was torn apart by vines, replaced, and grew in a rotation, lifting them up step by step, ten meters, twenty meters, fifty meters, until they were high enough to overlook everything.

“This this this?!”

Bai Heng was startled and hugged her tighter.

An Jing closed his eyes, feeling the messages from the plants in the distance. After determining the direction, the vines under his feet began to descend again and stretched forward. Vines in front continued to extend upward, merging into the vines under their feet at the same intervals with mechanical precision, and repeating the process.

They left a high wall of vines where they passed, and it retracted into the ground after they left.

"Where are we going?"

The girl asked again.

"City."

An Jing glanced at her and sat down cross-legged: "You can take a nap first, it's still early."

"...sleep on this?"

Bai Heng kicked the vines with his boots: "I'm always a little afraid that I'll fall down."

After she finished speaking, she received no response, so she turned her head in confusion and looked at the boy, only to see that he was sitting cross-legged, with his right elbow against his thigh near the knee, and his right fist against his cheek, and he had fallen asleep.

"..."

The girl blinked in confusion. She and Xiao Yingxing, who had an equally confused expression, looked at each other, and they were both speechless for a moment.

"...He fell asleep?"

Bai Heng's voice still contained some disbelief.

"I don't understand what's so good about this sleep..."

"Maybe it's because I spent too much energy..."

Ying Xing was also a little unsure, but he still tried his best to defend the boy.

Bai Heng opened her mouth but said nothing in the end. She shook her head and chose a place to sit down.

Ying Xing looked at her, then at the young man, hesitated for a moment, and then walked over to sit next to Bai Heng.

"Sister Bai Heng isn't going to sleep?"

"That's just the beginning. Let me tell you, when we were on the battlefield before, it was normal for us to not sleep for days and nights!"

"If you don't sleep for several days and nights, won't your eyes become dry?"

"..."

Volume 1: Chapter 41: Horror Movie Scene

The vision was still immersed in darkness, but occasionally the cries of living creatures could be heard in the empty air. The thick soup was boiled until bubbles appeared, bones were crushed into residue, and flesh and blood were torn into small pieces. Boundless pain and sorrow enveloped An Jing from the darkness and immersed him in it.

He didn't care about them, but he knew that it was the message before reaching the end, so he opened his eyes and sensed the growth of the plants that were separating from his body.

If they continue at this rate, they will cover the entire surface of the planet in a few days.

A little slow, but that doesn't matter.

An Jing turned his attention away and looked to the side.

Two girls, one big and one small, leaned against each other and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

The boy never liked others disturbing his sweet dreams, so naturally he would not be that kind of person. The organic platform under his feet descended as he wished, fell into the forest, hung in the tree canopy, and then grew into a jungle hut.

An Jing jumped down from the hut and landed silently on the ground. He scratched his hair and his nose moved slightly.

There was a smell of blood in the air, very faint, but it was there.

Tsk tsk, hell on earth.

Without calling the other two, An Jing left alone. He decided to go and see what was going on.

The steel buildings stood in the distance, but most of them were in ruins. The closer he got, the stronger the bloody smell in the air became, to the point where it was quite thick.

This is not new, at least it is not the first time An Jing has encountered it.

The blessing bestowed by the pharmacist is extremely effective in healing physical injuries. The people of abundance often treat those who have received the blessing as renewable livestock, dismembering and bleeding them. The blessing can ensure their immortality and regeneration, and this cycle repeats.

This is the most common way of exploitation. In addition, there are many other disgusting things that would make even An Jing frown if he saw them.

There is no humanity in the eyes of almost all the rich people. This is the common conclusion reached by the scholars of the Society of Knowledge, without exception.

The way the People of Plenty prolong their lives is closely related to their genetic characteristics - they eat their own kind alive, transfuse blood from exotic beasts, become a nest for collective creatures, or repair their bodies by hibernation or shedding their scales... Most of them have eternal life at their fingertips, but they often lose their minds and look like evil beasts.

In short, they are all perverts, and the longer they live, the more perverted they become.

There were some small villages on the outskirts of the city. He noticed that the fields had been abandoned for a long time. The crops that had not been harvested grew wildly, mixed with almost an equal amount of weeds, taller than people.

The dried red marks on the road told the stories of what had happened here. A foul odor was everywhere in the village. In a pond not far away, there were even rotten limbs floating in the muddy water that was hard to tell whether it was wet mud or sticky water. It was disgusting.

An Jing walked along the main road of the village. The doors of all the houses were either closed or smashed, and the windows were all nailed shut. The interiors of the houses were filled with eerie darkness. For some reason, it was clearly daytime but no light could get in. It was extremely eerie.

I don’t know if there are any living people in this village.

An Jing walked around an animal carcass on the road that had been dead for who knows how long. Its rotten flesh was crawling with maggots, and its belly was swollen as if it was about to burst. Its eyeballs, which had turned white, seemed to be looking at him from any angle, which made people feel creepy.

But this does show that it has only been dead for a few days.

An Jing continued to wander aimlessly on this road. He suddenly felt as if something was looking at him, but when he turned around, the thing disappeared.

Maybe it's just an illusion.

After erasing this very stupid idea from his mind, An Jing walked slowly towards the general direction of the sight he had just sensed.

It was an old three-story building, but it was designed like a round tower, with a cylindrical shape like a granary. He thought about it and decided that according to the basic logic of horror movies, the owner of that gaze should be on the third floor of the building. He also happened to see a small hole chiseled next to the sealed window.

The door was locked. He tried pushing it and thought it might be secured with wooden planks and nails from the inside.

But it was still not enough. The door was kicked open with just one kick, and the wooden board behind it also broke into several pieces and flew out.

"Alas!"

An extremely faint scream came from upstairs, which made him more certain of his previous thoughts.

There really are survivors.

An Jing was a little surprised.

Fengraomin is a staunch supporter of the Three Alls Policy. How could any of them slip through the net?

He walked into the first floor, and the sunlight shone in from the gap behind him, barely illuminating the surrounding environment.

The furniture had signs of being damaged to varying degrees, and was covered in dust, but they were all neatly placed in their original positions. The lights could not be turned on, and the same was true for the faucets. The water and electricity systems here must have been completely destroyed, and I didn't know how the unknown being above survived.

And the food...

The only "living things" he had seen since he entered the village were the dog and the rotten limbs in the pond. The rest was only blood, nothing else.

In fact, according to his experience, there should be some scraps of meat left in many places, hanging somewhere, or being crushed. Even after a long time, there should be some traces left, unless something has cleaned them all up.

Walking up the stairs, you will find that everything from the second to the sixth step has been smashed to pieces, so ordinary people can only climb up.

Moreover, at the top there is a corner where you can't see what's happening on the left. According to the basic logic of horror movies, once you climb up it's basically a jump scare.

The floor under An Jing's feet was suddenly torn apart by vines and crushed, just like before, sending the young man with his hands behind his back up.

There was indeed something at the left corner, a skull with many dry hairs on it. The skull did not look very weathered, but the muscle tissue on it, in short, everything that could be considered flesh, had been scraped clean. An Jing picked up the head and found that there was a hole in the bone at the back of his head.

The reason is not difficult to guess, it’s brain sucking.

The boy gently put it back in its place and continued to move forward.

There was also a door on the second floor, but it had been smashed, so he didn't need to put in any effort.

Walking in from here, the situation is mostly similar to that on the first floor, except that a lot of the furniture here is badly damaged, almost like pieces piled together. The only thing that is still intact is probably the bed against the wall not far away, at least that's how it looks.

The biggest difference between here and the first floor is that there are a lot of bloodstains.

The ground, walls, furniture, everywhere, scattered and messy, making it difficult to imagine how these traces were formed.

An Jing walked to the bedside and suddenly realized something was wrong.

I lifted the quilt that was somehow laid flat on the bed, and saw that the inside and outside of the quilt were different. There was a large patch of scarlet stuck on it, lifting the sheets.

Volume 1: Chapter 42: My name is Jing Yuan, Jing means Jingxing, unicorn and phoenix, and Yuan means winning three prizes in a row

I put the quilt back down, but it didn't return to its original state. It seemed like a hole had been smashed in the middle of the bed.

Um......

An Jing seemed to have some idea.

He turned around and went up to the third floor.

The stairs from the second floor to the third floor were intact, at least without any obvious damage, except for a few steps where the sharp edges were dented.

He took a step forward, walking in the darkness. There was no light source here. The only bright thing was the sunlight that streamed in through the broken wooden boards of the window.

But it's enough.

The third floor seemed to be an attic, and the door at the top was surprisingly intact. He tried to twist it and found it was locked.

A thin vine extended from the sleeve and crawled into the keyhole. As the unlocking sound was heard, a tiny cry of fear seemed to be heard from inside the door.

......How did he become the villain?

The boy raised an eyebrow and turned the handle away.

Walk in and observe.

There are traces of human life here.

At the innermost side, there is a triangular bookshelf filled with books. However, only some of them are covered with dust, while most of the others have signs of being cleaned. There are even a few books stacked on the desk next to it.

The attic space is not large, but it is used quite exquisitely. There is a large bed facing the sealed window, a small sofa, a low table next to it, a vinyl player, a fireplace, a hanging lamp and a coffee machine.

Although they all look a bit weathered, at least there isn't that much dust.

Wow, so petty bourgeoisie? I can't tell that this is the decoration of a small village, and it doesn't match the style of the first and second floors...

The boy touched his chin and walked slowly.

Where is it hidden?

Under the table?

He suddenly bent down and looked down, and found that there was nothing under the table.