Chapter 90 Su Lin's Chess Game
When the blood crystal absorbed the blood mist, Su Lin felt his own changes.
Sure enough, at this moment, Su Lin's soul was slightly improved.
This slight improvement was extremely weak. If Su Lin had not been paying close attention to his soul, he would have hardly noticed this slight change.
However, as long as there was an improvement, it meant that Su Lin's guess was correct, and he could indeed take advantage of the will of the abyss.
All this was due to the blood priesthood from the will of the abyss that Su Lin got in the Shenwu Daming world.
Before, in order to practice, he broke the complete blood priesthood, and then his soul absorbed some of the fragments of the blood priesthood.
Originally, this was a preparatory measure to prepare for the future condensation of a more powerful priesthood of the heavens, but just after entering the world of the doomsday python, he suddenly had a genius idea.
He separated the trace of soul that hit the blood priesthood fragment and gave it to Yang Fuming.
This was certainly not Su Lin's selflessness, but because he found that the blood from the abyss could even absorb the power of the will of the abyss to some extent.
If facing the real power of the abyss will, Su Lin's actions would be no different from seeking death.
However, relying on Yang Fuming to do this, he could quietly absorb a lot of the power of the abyss will.
According to the ratio of 11, for every ten points of power absorbed, one point of power would be used to strengthen Yang Fuming's power, which is equivalent to giving Yang Fuming an opportunity to strengthen himself.
Of course, the more critical thing is that Su Lin gave the blood gem to Yang Fuming instead of directly blessing Yang Fuming with the blood soul in order to leave himself a way out.
After all, in a doomsday world, no one can say how long Yang Fuming can live.
However, even if Yang Fuming died, he could rely on the soul fragments to continue to locate this world. If other people picked up the soul fragments, the soul fragments as a golden finger could continue to help Su Lin get the wool.
"But after all, he is my friend, he shouldn't die so easily!"
Su Lin thought of this and turned his eyes back to Yang Fuming.
The moment Su Lin came into contact with Yang Fuming, he couldn't help but think of his previous life.
Indulging in comfort, living in a safe and stable modern society, without sufficient background, decisive courage, and long-term vision, he stayed in his own small world and spent his life peacefully.
If it weren't for the end of the world, such a person would be like the floating catkins in the wind, and would not cause any waves in the world.
However, with the advent of the end of the world, Yang Fuming became the last hope of that world by chance.
But I don't know if he can seize this opportunity.
At this moment, Yang Fuming has comforted his panicked parents.
He held the blood gem in his hand, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes.
Through the window, I saw that the streets were completely occupied by blood corpses, and at the same time, the unique roar of blood corpses continued to come from the unit building.
Obviously, in a short period of time, the city has been completely occupied by blood corpses.
Found a radio and tried all the frequencies, but found that there was no human voice at all, only the noise of electric current resounded in the house.
The Internet was down, even the most basic radio was down. It was obvious that just as the great gods of the heavens said, the world had ushered in the end of the world.
"I don't know how many people are still alive!" Yang Fuming's expression was stiff, and tears could not help but flow down.
But holding the hard blood gem, Yang Fuming's eyes flashed a glimmer of hope.
"This is my hope, and the last hope of mankind!"
Yang Fuming knew that staying at home would certainly give him temporary safety, but in the end he would definitely be waiting for death.
Rather than this, it is better to fight.
After hesitating for a moment, Yang Fuming found the thickest clothes at home and put them on. He took a crowbar and put a kitchen knife on his waist and resolutely opened the door.
Thanks to the increasingly solid corridor doors, there were no blood corpses in the corridor of the unit building where Yang Fuming was at the moment.
He walked to his neighbor's house. He remembered that his neighbor was only an old man living alone. Even if he turned into a blood corpse, he should have hope of winning the battle.
Absorbing ordinary blood mist would only improve his body a little. According to the information given to him by the blood gem, killing the blood corpse would bring him a great improvement.
After spending half a day and almost breaking the only crowbar in the house, Yang Fuming finally opened the door of his neighbor's house.
Before the door was opened, the neighbor's aunt, who had turned blood red, rushed out frantically.
Yang Fuming retreated a step and made way. The blood corpse turned by the neighbor's aunt rushed past Yang Fuming.
However, a simple trap had been set behind Yang Fuming.
A rope was tied in the middle of the corridor more than 30 centimeters above the ground, forming the simplest tripwire.
Such a simple trap has no effect on humans, but it works very well on blood corpses.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, the blood corpse was tripped and fell to the ground.
Without giving her a chance to get up, Yang Fuming jumped onto the corpse, rode on it and chopped it with a kitchen knife.
The thick blood splashed everywhere, and Yang Fuming pressed the corpse tightly until its head was chopped off.
After the corpse died, it turned into a pool of foul-smelling blood, and a small blood-red meat ball appeared in the dirty blood.
"Is this the source of the blood corpse's power?"
Yang Fuming thought for a moment and gently touched the small meatball with the blood gem.
The small meatball instantly merged into the blood gem.
Yang Fuming felt that his body, which was slightly tired from the activity just now, was instantly filled up, and this feeling of fullness slowly turned into real power.
"My strength has at least doubled!" Yang Fuming sighed and put the blood gem away again. Yang Fuming first searched for supplies from his neighbors, and then rushed upstairs without taking a rest.
He remembered that there was a widow living alone upstairs. Although she had a child, the child should be in school at this time.
Without much hesitation, Yang Fuming started kicking the widow's door.
Looking at Yang Fuming who had already taken action, Su Lin nodded silently. If this continued, Yang Fuming might not have no chance to save his world.
After all, Yang Fuming and the world of crazy pythons were only a leisurely move for Su Lin. At this moment, he was more concerned about his friends in the normal world.
For example, Ying Zheng, who is announcing in the chat group that he is about to launch a war of annihilation against the Xiongnu.
During this period, Ying Zheng was in a bad mood.
Previously in the world of Liao Zhai, Ying Zheng found that he was not as good as Chongzhen.
Ying Zheng was not inferior to others throughout his life. How could Ying Zheng tolerate the fact that a little Chongzhen in the future was stronger than himself, the emperor of all ages? !