Chapter 48 - 6C

A distorted embryo?

If Yuan Fang stood here and saw Wang Jin invaded by distorted embryos, he would certainly look very familiar.

This distorted embryo parasitic in the brain of the star beast is like a distorted creature that has weakened many times. Its tenacious vitality and strange parasitic means are frightening.

At this time, under the faint starlight, a chilling mass of flesh and blood crept slowly on the grass leaves, and from time to time there was a snapping sound, which was slight, just like some kind of night animal was eating.

The process didn't take long.

This shocking mass of flesh and blood suddenly stretched like running water, climbing down the grass stem to the big broadsword. The flesh and blood flowed around the broadsword and suddenly gave a light daze, revealing a face.

It is Wang Jin's face.

At the moment, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, and his face was covered with strange dark red textures. The textures suddenly raised and sunken, wriggling under his face like water snakes.

The running water-like flesh and blood held Wang Jin's face and gently rubbed it on the blade, revealing a satisfied smile.

Flexible flesh and blood are swimming, across the broadsword, into the camouflage clothing, like a serpent winding in the clothes, making the trousers jacket bulge.

The face-first emerged from the neck and mouth.

He shook his head and made a buzzing sound in his mouth. At this moment, he saw camouflage uniforms blown up like balloons. This mass of running water-like flesh and blood suddenly turned into limbs and torso.

Wang Jin opened his eyes.

Deep in his pupil, there are three more white dots.

"Teacher Wang, were you fighting the star beast just now?"

A polite voice came ten meters from behind.

Wang Jin's killing of the leopard with one blow caused a lot of noise, but it still alarmed the three duty teams in the camp. As soon as the captains of the three teams discussed, they sent a team to check.

When they approached the scene carefully, they found the headteacher Wang Jinzheng standing there. His backpack and broadsword were all thrown on the grass stem.

Li Xiaowei is one of the members of this team. He is holding a sticky fireball the size of a football in his hand. The flames are blazing and drive away from the darkness around him.

Just now, Captain Zhou Zixi was questioned, a quiet and restrained girl with a pair of black glasses and 174 stature. A pair of long legs are very beautiful.

"Hmm, hmm, hmm..."

Wang Jin stood vertically with his hands hanging naturally beside his legs. His whole body was motionless and still turned his back on the students. He did not turn back when he heard Zhou Zixi's words, but his mouth made a series of strange whispers.

The voice was dull, strange and continuous. In the dark night, there was a strange feeling that could not be said.

Zhou Zixi, Li Xiaowei and others looked at each other and got goosebumps all over their bodies. They felt the cool wind swishing into the camouflage uniforms and could not say how nervous they were.

Teacher Wang Jin, who has always been gentle, seems to have performed something wrong today?

What the hell is going on?

Zhou Zixi emboldened herself and asked, "Teacher Wang, are you not feeling well?"

Wang Jin did not speak. He still stood there straight, his ten fingers trembling gently in the air.

At this time, the voice of "oh oh" suddenly disappeared.

Zhou Zixi breathed a sigh of relief when Li Xiaowei stretched out his left hand and another sticky fireball appeared. The fire was even more intense, making Wang Jin's figure clearer.

Wang Jin still did not move.

However, the members of the team found his ten fingers swinging slightly, the frequency getting faster and faster, and the amplitude also getting larger. More than ten seconds passed, and his hands suddenly shook a fist.

Li Xiaowei frowned and said to himself, "It's strange, what's wrong with Mr. Wang?"

"The wind and cold dew in the mountains are heavy. Teacher Wang may have suffered a stroke. Now he cannot move. Let's go and have a look!"

Zhou Zixi said seriously that through careful observation and with a little understanding of traditional Chinese medicine, she finally made up her mind.

The four members of the team slowly approached Wang Jin.

Just then, the sculptural Wang Jin suddenly turned around slowly, with a calm and casual face and said, "why are you here? Did I disturb you by killing the leopard?"

"Yes, Miss Wang!" Li Xiaowei was the first to reply.

"Teacher Wang, were you ill just now?" Zhou Zixi pushed her glasses and said with a smile.

She looked at Wang Jin's face. In the light of the fire, it seemed that there was nothing different from usual except a little stuffy.

Wang Jin looked at the students, the white spots deep in the pupil, and moved slightly a few times. He calmly replied, "I'm fine, I'm as good as usual!"

"Oh."

Zhou Zixi looked at Wang Jin. The girl's intuition seemed to tell her that the teacher in front of her seemed to feel a little strange.

"Kaka!"

Wang Jin's neck suddenly shook from side to side strangely twice, making a few clear and crisp noises.

Wang Jin blinked and suddenly a gentle smile appeared on his face. He waved and said, "You are all very well. Go home quickly!"

"Yes, teacher!"

Zhou Zixi agreed softly. As soon as she pulled at the corner of Li Xiaowei and winked at the other two and the four-member team returned to the original road.

When entering the camp, the leaders of the other two teams came up and asked with a smile, "What is the situation over there?"

Zhou Zixi absently said, "Teacher Wang killed a leopard."

"I knew, our headteacher has not left too far..." The two smiled at each other and returned to the team to continue to take on the alert.

Zhou Zixi's four people sat around the bonfire.

Li Xiaowei added some firewood to the fire, staring at the jumping flames in the air and listening to the creaking sound, the whole person fell into an inexplicable mood.

Not only he but also the other three teenagers looked in a daze and their eyes were blurred.

Wang Jin, who has always been gentle to others, seems to have changed himself, giving the teenagers an odd feeling like a stranger.

… …

"Who am I?"

"Who is in me?"

"I am Wang Jin."

"My name will be Wang Jin."

… …

Under the dim light of night, the stars are long and the mountain breeze roars past.

Wang Jin still stood straight on the grass stem like a sculpture, but his mouth quickly uttered a string of incomprehensible words.

After that, he closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep. About half an hour later, Wang Jin opened his eyes again. The three small white spots in his pupil all faded as if they had never existed.

A low laugh broke out.

A strange and odd smile appeared on Wang Jin's face. He bent down, picked up the backpack, carried it back to his back, and picked up the broadsword.

"Dang!"

Wang Jin played the back of the broadsword with his finger, making a clear metal sound.

He inserted Broadsword behind him, his face was calm, he stretched out his hand to tidy up his clothes a few times, and then walked slowly to the distance. In a moment, his body disappeared in the dark forest.

In an hour.

A young soldier in military uniform with Phnom Penh glasses on the bridge of his nose slowly came out of the shadow.

He came to the leopard's body, carefully observed the wound, then sniffed it. Then he walked to a grass stem, crouched down, rubbed the grass stem with his hand, and a smile gradually surfaced on his face.

"Distorted embryo 6C, parasitic human succeed."