Abnormality comes, my right hand peels off everything

Midnight.

Mo Zhou had that dream again.

He kept rising.

But at the same time he was sinking.

It was a vague feeling.

No direction, no matter, nothing.

His consciousness seemed to be at an infinite height in the void, where there was no concept.

He drifted with the flow.

Until he "saw" a "person".

In fact, there was nothing there, but He was there.

Mo Zhou couldn't even perceive any of his own emotions, just "looking" at Him vaguely.

He, the non-existent "person", seemed to have infinite depth at every point on his body, like an abyss.

Countless inexplicable "points" were superimposed on His body, forming flesh, bones, limbs, and facial features.

Until He "opened" his "eyes".

Mo Zhou felt His body constantly separating, His eyes, His hands, His feet, everything about Him, suddenly collapsed.

His "blood" gathered into a vast river, agitated, surging, surging endlessly, and then dissipated here.

His "flesh and bones" separated into complicated lines, chaotic, extended, unfolded endlessly, and then pulled out of the void.

His "fur" collapsed into dense light spots, trembling, wandering, flashing infinitely, and then drifting to the outside world.

What remained were his "limbs" and "five senses", which did not leave with those things, but condensed layers of "points" and drifted around.

Mo Zhou watched this incomparable and magnificent scene, and the indescribable shock was branded into his soul.

He couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, as if he would stay here forever.

Until a right hand floated towards him.

Boom!

"Huh - every time I thought I was going to die there..."

The moment the right hand descended, Mo Zhou suddenly got up from the bed, a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was still frightened.

Mo Zhou looked at his right hand.

Three months ago, he had never thought that this thing could be used for anything other than a tool and a cup.

Until that dream came.

Today was the third time he had this dream.

Just like his period, it happens once a month, and there is no sign of it disappearing.

And this hand is a bit outrageous.

Out of respect, Mo Zhou called it "the hand that peels off everything", also called it "God's right hand", or simply "peeling".

As the name suggests, this hand can randomly peel off any "partial or whole" characteristics of any part of anything.

Like the pen that never finishes writing, Mo Zhou seems to have peeled off its characteristic of [wearing out].

Paradoxically, it will not wear out, but this pencil can still leave marks, completing the function of "leaving the lead on the paper to form handwriting".

Physics does not exist.

In short, his right hand ability is somewhat abstract.

It is unreasonable and difficult to figure out, and the things peeled off are also very random.

Fortunately, the activation of the ability is under his control.

Similarly, the activation range and object of the ability are also under his control, but it requires a part of mental power.

It's just that mental power is a little difficult to train, and continuous use of peeling will make you feel very tired.

If he can imagine the appearance of a cell inside a person's body, he can also act on it accurately, provided that his right hand touches it.

But he can't change the entire earth at present.

He tried, of course not directly using the earth.

Instead, he tried to change Mount Everest.

But he only made a piece of stone transparent, so he left a bunch of strange stones and went back.

He was not sure whether his mental power was not enough, or because the object was too big, so he defaulted to changing the part, anyway, it was not possible for the time being.

Although the product of this ability is very random and requires a lot of experiments to detect the specific properties, he still got a lot of good things.

After all, peeling off a certain characteristic is also a gift in a sense.

Because some special peeling will make the universe unreasonably rationalize the unreasonable things he made.

For example, the [chicken that can run without legs] just mentioned.

He guessed that this should be some kind of rule.

It may also be "artificial".

But he knew that he was not the only one with this weird ability.

Thinking of this, a ball of fire suddenly appeared in Mo Zhou's hand.

The intensity of this flame is average, and it can't burn mountains and boil seas like in novels.

But it can still rub out a fireball the size of a washbasin.

The current experimental data shows that the highest flame temperature is 3000℃, and the temperature can be controlled by itself.

This is also the temperature that Mo Zhou is immune to. As long as it is even 0.1℃ higher, he will be burned instantly, and the injury is equivalent to the damage caused by 3000.1℃.

The control distance of the flame is 17m, which does not take into account inertia. The fireball can still fly a few more meters after being thrown out. The maximum attack distance is 24m.

This is the ability he gained by killing a "superhuman" a month ago.

That person found that he could control fire, so his self-confidence swelled, and he robbed Mo Zhou.

Then he was lucky enough to touch Mo Zhou's right hand, and died after losing his [kidney], [right hand bone], [white blood cells] and other body structures one after another.

And a kind of attraction in the dark also allowed him to get a drop of [blood that only melts into living blood] from the other party's heart.

As the name suggests, it is useless for dead creatures.

But he wasn't sure if it was useless or if it was just a dead object that couldn't be activated.

Due to insufficient experimental conditions, he could only put this question aside for the time being.

Later, he gave the blood to a mouse, and the study was almost burned down.

After many experiments, Mo Zhou swallowed the blood himself.

He also naturally gained the ability to control fire.

He guessed that this drop of blood should be part of the "Him" in the dream.

This made Mo Zhou feel a great sense of crisis and also more ambitious.

After getting up and frying two eggs, he took breakfast to the study and kicked the iron cage that held the skeleton.

Clang!

"Haven't you slept enough?"

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Mo Zhou was not sure whether he was dead.

So he took a [fruit knife that can't cut anything] from the desk and poked the skeleton.

Although this thing can't cut things, it doesn't mean that it won't hurt people.

Mo Zhou once held his hand for half an hour because of this superficial logic.

This knife is a perfect torture instrument.

When the tip of the knife touched the skeleton, the whole body of this guy trembled and his head shook.

Because he had no eyes, he couldn't tell whether this guy opened his eyes or not.

But after the second effort, a shrill cry let him know that the skeleton was at least awake.

Oh, the pair of empty eye sockets facing him showed that he could see.

"Skeleton experiment record:

1. Sound, vision, touch and even nerve reflexes are not different from ordinary people for the time being;"

Typing down the notes, Mo Zhou sat in front of the skeleton while eating fried eggs and smiled gently:

"Give you 10 minutes to accept the current situation. It's safe here. You can do anything in the iron cage, and you can also share your own feelings."