Chapter 140 - persistence

Actually, it wasn't just the Flash Clan. Other aboriginal tribes that lived in the Deathgod Ridge also had such ancient methods of passing down. When strong warriors in the clan encountered an incurable injury, the clan's witch doctors would ask the elderly people to contribute their blood and flesh to the injured warriors. In the Witch Doctor's words, it was a chance for a warrior to be reborn after receiving the blessing of his ancestors from the flesh and blood of his compatriots.

However, this method was not one to test one's luck. On the contrary, the success rate was extremely low. But there was always a man or two who escaped from the clutches of death because of this ancient method, and so it was always passed on.

Under Gunther's tutelage, she knew it had nothing to do with the ancestors of the tribe. It was simply healing itself through the cells, genes, and even fibers in its own flesh and blood. During turbulent times, even the genes of normal people were different from those of the old era. Their cells were more active, and under the guidance of a strong will to survive, it was not impossible for them to swallow the same kind of cells and genes to repair themselves.

At least, mutated beasts in the wilderness often use this method. They could even be used to evolve themselves.

However, even if they were of the same species. Not to mention cells or genes, even the most basic blood would produce rejection. Thus, out of every hundred people that used this method, only three would be able to survive.

However, if the target was an Adept, then the success rate would be greatly increased. The more powerful an Adept was, the more aggressive their cell structure would be. This was the basic guarantee that allowed them to survive in troubled times, and the more they lived, the better it would be. To them, the flesh of a mutated beast could even help heal their wounds, let alone their own kind.

The only difference was that if the mutated beast's flesh was used to repair itself, it would be affected by the genes of different mutated beasts, resulting in the formation of different mutated tissues.

Now, he was unconscious, and his injuries were on the verge of worsening. If even Adepts couldn't keep their wounds down, then healing them would require advanced medicine and technology. But neither of them existed on Death's Ridge, so that was the only way she could think of.

The African woman suddenly pulled out a military dagger from the side of Zero's leg. This action caused Monnie to be shocked.

"What do you want?" Monnie thought she was going to do zero damage, so the girl raised her pistol and pointed it at her.

Her fears were not superfluous. In the dark hours of her life in Angry Reef, Monnie had seen many cases of worthless people being executed in secret by their own people. All of this was just to save as much resources as possible.

Without looking at Mony's gun, she said, "Don't point it at me. I'm just trying to save him."

The black girl quickly explained what she knew and started to feel her calves. It was Atasha who wanted to feed her own flesh to Zero. Monnie didn't see her as a joke, and when she suddenly raised her dagger, Monnie rushed forward and grabbed her with her hand.

"What are you doing?" The black girl did not like the fact that Zero was an outsider. But first of all, Zero had saved her, and secondly, she had to rely on Zero to find and kill the person who had destroyed the village. That was why she wanted to do this.

Mony shook her head and said, "If this method can save zero, then … Use mine! "

There was a mixture of fear and hesitation on Monnie's small face, but in the end it was replaced by firmness.

"Are you joking?" she asked.

Monnie took the dagger from her hand and whispered, "I'm serious. You don't know what kind of world I used to live in. It was zero that pulled me out of that world. I always wanted to repay him for something, but he always refused. It's good that he can't say no now. "

Atasha didn't expect that Monnie, who looked young, would sound as mature as an adult at this moment.

"Can I just use the meat here?" Monnie pulled up her pants to reveal her calves.

"Actually, you don't have to …"

"No!" Monnie interrupted her and said firmly, "I've been dragging Zero down. Now I can finally do something for him. This is my price! Besides, you still want to take revenge, don't you? So let me do the best I can! "

Monnie raised her dagger and was about to stab down. But the black girl whispered, "Let me do it, so you won't have to suffer too much."

A moment later, Monnie's suppressed cry of pain sounded from the small wetland.

Just as the setting sun was about to sink into the horizon, the dense radiation cloud split open a zigzag hole, as if it had been slashed by the sharp swords of a god, causing blood-red sunlight to pour down.

The desperate red light made Zero's eyes hurt. When he moved his fingers, the usual instant signal seemed to have come from far away. After almost a second, it was finally received by the brain of zero.

For zeros, one second was a long time.

Slowly, like a rusty machine, he opened his eyes.

Zero could feel that the wound on his back had already healed. Furthermore, using [Rampage] when he was close to the end of his stamina depleted almost all of the energy in his cells. Before he fell into a coma, he could faintly feel that his genes were on the verge of collapsing. But now, his genes had stabilized, and there was an additional mysterious life force in his body.

It was this vitality that had stabilized the gene that was on the verge of collapse.

He pressed his hands to the ground and propped himself up from the sand.

Behind Zero was the exit of Death Canyon. Below him was a slope. Not far away, he saw the Ramathon River reddened by the setting sun.

From here, the straight line should be about two thousand meters away. However, if he were to calculate that he would be able to go downhill through a lush forest and reach the bottom along the riverbank, the distance would not be less than 100 kilometers.

"You're awake?"

Natasha's voice came, and Zero looked towards the source of the voice. The black girl came back with a small beast. She threw the animal to the ground and saw that it was a mutated rabbit. With a dagger she had taken from Zero, she had skillfully dismembered and skinned the large rabbit. However, there was a hint of fear in the way she occasionally looked at Zero.

The black girl couldn't forget how terrifying it was when Zero ate the piece of meat that had been cut off from Monnie's calves.

The unconscious Zero, upon touching the blood on the flesh, trembled slightly. Then Zero opened his eyes, but she could swear that they were not human eyes. Most of them seemed to be the eyes of a beast.

In fact, Zero ate the bloody piece of meat into his stomach in a nearly animal way. It wasn't until he had swallowed his throat without wasting a single bit of meat foam that Zero fell into a trance again, but she would never forget the terrible sight of his hair standing on end and every muscle and fiber in his body moving as if they were alive.

Thankfully, Monnie had fainted before this, or she would have been terrified.