Chapter 31

Inside the cave.

In front of the gray and black rune pattern.

Yu Hong's palm gently pressed against the cold, dry stone wall.

At the same time, I thought silently in my heart.

'Strengthen the pyroxene runes, direction: the effect of dispelling shadows will be strengthened.'

hiss.

In an instant, a black line flew out of the black mark on the back of his hand and penetrated into the stone wall.

One second later.

Feedback rang out.

‘Do you want to strengthen the pyroxene runes?’ A cold mechanical voice sounded.

Yu Hong was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

‘It’s done! It can indeed be done!’ He was delighted in his heart.

This proved his guess that such a combination could indeed dispel the shadows. In this way, after polishing a piece of pyroxene, such runes could be attached and carved anywhere on any surface.

And with the addition of the black seal, these large runes are no longer disposable items, but can perfectly protect anywhere around them!

At this time, a black number appeared in the center of the rune stone carving on the wall.

'1:12.'

"Is it because the amount of reinforcement has become smaller, so more time is not needed?" Yu Hong guessed.

After all, it only took him one-third of the time to grind up a piece of pyroxene-containing ink and complete the stone carving of the runes. And it certainly wouldn't take much time to strengthen this material.

'It only takes more than an hour to strengthen it and give it a try and see the effect.'

There was some expectation in his heart, and he immediately replied yes in his heart.

Suddenly, the numbers on the rune stone began to count down slowly.

As the countdown started, he found a stool and sat aside, playing with another pistol without bullets in his hand.

Pick it up, aim, shoot, make a blank sound, and put it down again.

Practice like this constantly, practice drawing the gun and shooting from different angles.

Since there are no bullets, there is no danger in practicing.

Two consecutive coalition forces came to arrest him and tried to use him as a laborer, which made Yu Hong feel very insecure.

Although the Union Army should have moved away with the people in the town now.

But there is no telling when they will come back.

There were also the two people who attacked him last time. When he was collecting firewood, he looked at the place where they were unconscious. Only two sets of tattered underwear were left.

Apparently the blood-tide black insects at night had devoured all the flesh and bones.

This gave Yu Hong a deeper understanding of the dangers of the night.

'By the way, if I can practice shooting and marksmanship by myself, and then sum up my own marksmanship and shooting experience, and then use black marks to strengthen it, is it feasible? Can I get a better marksmanship and shooting training manual?'

After thinking for a moment, Yu Hong quickly came up with a unique new strengthening idea.

‘In addition, investigation methods must also be prepared. If there are traps, bells, etc., placed around them, it may have a certain warning effect.’

He touched his chin and said.

He had worked hard to build the cave safe house, and there was no room for error, so the basic safety here must be guaranteed.

As the producer of the Great Pyroxene, the appearance of Evil Shadow will inevitably greatly increase the importance of the Great Pyroxene. In the future, it is very likely that someone will come to trouble him again and he must prepare for the rainy day.

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Post office gathering place.

Several burrows are close together, forming a small gathering point.

The largest and strongest among them is undoubtedly the stone basement beneath the post office.

Rather than a basement, it is better to say that this is an emergency shelter built in response to wars.

It is very large inside, equivalent to the size of the entire Baiqiu Village. It is located at a depth of more than ten meters underground.

Since the outbreak of the Black Disaster, this type of war shelter has become a refuge base for people from all over the world.

When encountering an extremely troublesome black disaster, people who can't survive will hide here and seek temporary shelter.

At this time, the corridors in the dark emergency shelter were dark and cramped.

On both sides of the corridor are small lounges.

The green atomic lamp overhead illuminated the corridor in a dark green.

The damp and cold wind swirled and stirred in the corridor along the vents.

Old Yu held out his stomach, kept looking back and forth, and walked cautiously to the door of a room.

The edge of the gray-black iron door was covered with rust. He stretched out his hand and gently held the door handle.

Click.

The handle is turned downwards.

The door was slowly pushed open.

Lao Yu was about to enter the door and closed the door behind his back.

Suddenly, the skin on his left side felt numb, and goosebumps naturally appeared on the skin on the entire side of his body, from his left face to his left leg.

A strange yet familiar feeling of horror suddenly flooded into his heart.

"." Old Yu's throat was throbbing, and he felt something on his left side.

From the corner of his eye, he vaguely saw someone standing in the darkness in the corridor to the left.

Gulu.

He swallowed a sip of saliva, slowly turned his head and looked over there.

His whole body was trembling, and on his trembling right forearm, the sleeve slipped off, revealing rough yellow-black skin.

There was a small black handprint clearly on the skin.

Whoosh!

Suddenly he sped up and turned his head, looking to the left.

There was nothing in the darkness. The corridor was empty except for his breathing.

At this time, he was the only one in the entire underground shelter, and the others would have to pack their things tomorrow before moving in.

Originally he thought he could survive this day, but it was just a short day.

But now it seems.

Sweat flowed down his forehead to the tip of his nose, and then dripped.

Old Yu stared nervously at the corridor on the left, repeatedly making sure that he saw no one. Then he turned back, gently opened the door, and walked into his bedroom.

Quickly grabbing a bag of pyroxene in the corner, he held it in his arms and sat on the bed.

The dim light of the candle is lit, illuminating the surrounding eyes.

The light gave him a sense of security.

He sat on the bed, trembling all over, buried his head in the quilt, and cried silently.

In fact, he didn't escape on his own at all, but was kicked out forcibly after being found to have a black handprint.

There is no need to have half of the supplies confiscated, just because he was infected with the black handprint.

"Why. Why are you doing this to me?" Old Yu looked at the candle in front of him and couldn't help covering his face with his hands. Tears broke and dripped from his face, even his palms were wet.

"I was just greedy for a moment. I returned all the things and returned them!!"

With tears in his eyes, he sat alone in the dark bedroom, huddled on the bed, not daring to move.

Click.

suddenly.

The handle of the bedroom door was twisted from the outside.

The clear sound was particularly harsh in a quiet environment.

Old Yu trembled all over, raised his head and stared at the door in horror.
To be continued...