The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

This hunger does not originate from the stomach, but appears in all parts of Watson's body. His arms, arms, thighs, etc. all seem to say to Watson, "I am very hungry."

This feeling was really strange. Watson remembered what Dr. Haynes said before he died, "I knew there was something wrong with this enhanced formula." Then he realized that there might be something he hadn't figured out about this body yet. secret.

Anyway, let's find something to eat first.

At this time, Watson was still immersed in the faint joy of being reborn and becoming "Superman". Without thinking much, he had already seen the exit of the sewer.

Pushing open the manhole cover above his head, Watson quietly poked half of his head out. Only then did he see the sky and realized that it was midnight and that he appeared on a sidewalk.

Watson climbed out of the sewer and did not forget to put the manhole cover back on. He quickly found a few rag sacks discarded in the garbage pile nearby and made himself a simple robe.

As he walked, Watson discovered another benefit of his enhanced body, which was that his vision and hearing levels had been greatly improved. Not only could he see distant scenery more clearly, but he could also see even the faintest light at night. The ability to see in light environments is also far beyond that of ordinary people.

I have forgotten what it feels like to be able to see clearly without wearing glasses. Watson, who was highly myopic in his previous life, seemed to have regained his sight. He stared at the street signs and shops on both sides of the street with wide eyes. The German represents that this is still within Germany. There are several loudspeakers hanging on the roofs and eaves of several typical German-style buildings nearby, repeatedly playing a few German announcements:

"Sperrstunde... Sperrstunde... (Curfew...)"

"Kein Ausgehen! (Strictly forbidden to go out!)"

"Schwere Strafe... (Severe fines for violators!)"

......

With the memory of the original owner of the body, it is not difficult to understand German. As an ordinary good-for-nothing otaku who came from time travel, Watson had been living a solitary life between three points and one line before time travel. He had never dealt with many sudden illnesses, sudden disasters, and major setbacks in life. Even if he encountered When I got there, I had a resigned attitude.

Although I have accepted the fact that I have traveled through time, I am completely unprepared for what I will do after traveling through time.

Forcing himself to concentrate his thoughts, Watson decided to find a vantage point to take a look at the situation in the city. He looked up at the building around him. The classic German architectural style made the surface of the building equipped with many small protruding decorations for climbing.

It seems that I have to cosplay Assassin's Creed today. Fortunately, there are several small balconies and other places to rest outside the building, Watson thought helplessly. Which man wasn't a naughty boy who climbed trees and jumped off buildings when he was a child? Watson is no exception. Of course, he can only jump up to the second floor.

Thanks to this enhanced body, Watson finally climbed to the top of the building after a lot of effort, but correspondingly, the hunger coming from all parts of his body became a little stronger.

He stood on the top of the building and looked into the distance. Everywhere he could see were lined up soldiers, tanks and armored vehicles, and anti-aircraft searchlights swaying toward the sky. Several main roads were illuminated whitely, and there were many other things in the paths along the way. The light of Shao's flashlight was swaying, making it look like a city under martial law during a war.

Cold and hungry, Watson sat down to think about his next plan. First of all, he had to solve the problem of food and clothing. That was for sure. Not having enough to eat affected his mobility. And which street should he walk on in this weird outfit of a torn sack? Wouldn't get noticed, let alone get out of here.

Although Watson was a good-for-nothing otaku in his previous life, he was not without a conscience (although good-for-nothing consciences are usually not valuable). After inheriting this body, he planned to do something for the poor original owner.

However, Dr. Haynes, the culprit who caused the death of the original owner, is already dead. If he wants to take revenge, he can only find the soldiers who killed his cheap parents, but who knows where they went afterward. ?

Watson rummaged through the chaotic memories of the original owner of the body to find the scene when his parents were killed by soldiers that day. Unfortunately, with the memory of this poor twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, he could only remember the same things on those soldiers. Uniform German weapons, I can't even remember what the faces of those soldiers looked like. I only remember that there were about four or five soldiers at the scene. On the contrary, I remember clearly the frightened and desperate expressions on my parents' faces before they died.

After all, he was a child. He must have been too frightened at the time. Most adults may not even recognize the city streets where they live. What else can you expect? Watson thought helplessly, and decided to first find a way to return to the place where the original owner of the body was captured and his parents were shot: the Old Bridge in Heidelberg, and then start looking for other clues.

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Looking at the city blankly, Watson hesitated for a while before deciding to go downstairs. As he climbed downstairs, he felt the hunger coming from everywhere in his body getting stronger and stronger. If a bystander were to observe Watson's appearance at this time, he would definitely find that the eyes on this handsome and beautiful face have begun to turn blood red.

But Watson only felt that this hunger was torturing his nerves, and it was getting stronger and stronger, and he had become a little unbearable.

On a street not far from Watson, a German blackback (commonly known as a German shepherd) who was led by a soldier at the front of a patrol team suddenly smelled a strange fragrance. Of course, its owner and the surrounding soldiers They have no feeling at all about this.

Black Back sniffed the direction from which the scent came. The increasingly strong smell was gradually arousing its eating instinct, and Black Back's normal steps began to stop.

Looking at the dog that kept shaking its head toward the depths of the alley and trying to move forward, the soldier holding the dog's leash felt that he couldn't hold it any longer. He turned around and called to his commander:

"Captain! Dirk seems to have discovered something!"

"Are there any enemies sneaking in? Everyone be on alert!"

After the officer gave the order, the patrol team formed a formation and moved forward following Hei Bei's footsteps. Hei Bei became even more excited after receiving the permission and began to bark. The soldier holding the dog leash staggered as he was pulled by the black back. His left foot hit the edge of the sidewalk. The soldier lost his balance and fell to the ground. The dog leash he was holding tightly fell away.

When the soldier raised his head, his dog had already run seven or eight meters.

"Dirk! Wait!"

Dirk is so out of character today, what's going on?

What's in that alley?

The soldier thought to himself, quickened his pace and followed closely.

Watson, who had just landed on his feet, knew something was wrong as soon as he heard the barking of the dog getting closer and closer. A strong black back appeared from the corner of the alley, grinning with sharp fangs and heading straight for Watson. Damn it, I've never been chased by a dog in my last life! what to do? Where should I run? Will climbing back upstairs help?

Watson was busy looking for an escape route, but time did not allow him to think too much. As soon as he took a step with his left foot, the black back rushed behind him and bit Watson's arm!

Of course, being bitten by canine teeth is very painful, but Watson has experienced the pain of breaking his body several times when he first crossed over, so he can completely bear it.

But at this moment, something horrifying happened. Watson watched helplessly as his arm bitten by the dog exploded and turned into several blood-black tentacles wrapping around the front half of Hei Sui's body. Then the tentacles penetrated deeply. Stab into Hei Bei's body and start sucking crazily!

The whole process was completely out of Watson's mind control. His body seemed to have self-awareness, and he started this series of actions decisively and quickly.

Just five seconds later, the half-meter-high black back was completely sucked into Watson's left hand like liquid, and the dog leash attached to his body also followed the "dog leash".

A chilling and faint feeling of satisfaction spread throughout his body, and Watson was completely confused. What was going on with this "Prototype"-like sense of déjà vu? Have I become Brother A (the protagonist of Prototype 1)? Inhale people to eat when there is no blood?

The problem is that I don’t feel sick at all!

MD, I am indeed a pervert.

Years of experience in living in an abandoned house has shown its advantages at this time. After all, Watson has been on the Internet for many years, and the bored Watson occasionally searches for some weird content to read. Now it is just seeing him again with his own eyes.

While Watson was stunned, several soldiers ran out from the corner of the alley. The soldiers were stunned for a moment when they saw the little kid in a sack in front of them. Then they reacted and picked up their guns and shouted loudly in German: "Hey! You! Stop and don't move! Put your hands up!"

Watson stared at him and raised his hands.

When the soldiers saw that there was no weapon on Watson's skinny arm, they lowered their guns slightly and approached. One of the soldiers asked: "Did you see a dog?"

Watson pointed in a random direction and replied: "Yes, he ran that way." The soldier glanced at the direction Watson pointed suspiciously and asked, "What are you doing out in the middle of the night?"

"Uh... I lost my puppy too."

"Then you came out looking for puppies in a sack? Where are you lying?" Several soldiers laughed, and the officer of the team took a step forward and slapped Watson with his right hand wearing a leather glove. He scolded: "You think you are very humorous, don't you?"

The officer shined the flashlight on Watson's face and saw his appearance clearly: "You are quite handsome. I bet those adults will like you very much."

Finally, he carefully observed Watson's handsome facial features, looked at Watson's light blond mid-length hair, and said: "But looking at you, you must not be a pure German, right? Am I right? You Half-breed bastard!”

"Snapped!"

Another loud slap hit Watson's face.

But Watson had no reaction. He stared at the MP40 submachine guns and Mauser rifles in the hands of the soldiers. After all, he had never been shot, and he was not sure whether his body could withstand the bullet damage of these weapons.

But it is true that I can punch through your chest muscles with one fist, Watson thought to himself. He felt the hunger in his body began to become stronger again. It seemed that the black-backed dog just now had been digested, but it was far away. It failed to satisfy the appetite of his body.

Want to kill them?

Watson hesitated. He could control whether to hit someone or not, but whether the body would eat the person after hitting him or not was beyond Watson's control.

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The officer looked at Watson in silence, thinking that the beautiful boy was frightened by his words.

He leaned down with a haughty look on his face: "I think you should know the consequences of violating the curfew, but even if you don't talk about it, your appearance is enough for me to convict you. Tell me who took you in. If I kill you, where are your parents? Does anyone else know you? Tell me! I can consider not killing you."

My cheap parents have been killed by you a long time ago...Watson continued to roll his eyes and told the truth: "I don't know anyone. I was here when I woke up." .”

This is indeed a truth, but under the current situation, no one would believe it.

The officer got angry and pulled out his Ruger P08 pistol. He loaded it with a click and pressed it against Watson's forehead. He gritted his teeth and said, "I think you're looking for death! I'll make a hole in your forehead now and see." Can you continue to tell lies with this mouth of yours?"

But after the officer finished speaking, he thought of a better idea, and the scowl on his face turned into a scary smile: "How about this, I know that there is an adult who likes beautiful boys like you very much, and he especially likes... .”

With a longer tone, the officer moved the muzzle of the gun down, pointed between Watson's legs, and continued: "Cut this place, hahaha, but, I am happy to do it for this gentleman, why don't I do it now? How about you do it and then dedicate yourself to that adult?"

The officer looked at Watson happily. He had already begun to imagine the wonderful scene of the boy succumbing, catching a hiding group of low-level people, and then being commended by his superiors.

If you have done this, then there is nothing I can do.

Fortunately, the two of them were close enough, and Watson's dead eyes quickly turned cold. He stepped sideways into the officer's arms, avoided the muzzle of the gun on his lower body, and stretched out his left hand to strangle the officer's neck like lightning! The body's sucking ability was activated without any surprise, and several black-red tentacles spread rapidly from Watson's entire left arm, stabbing into the officer's neck and chest.

Humans are much larger than dogs. Watson felt the pleasure coming from his body, and the blood in his eyes became more intense.

The officer didn't even hum. In just a few seconds, his entire upper body, including his head, was swallowed up by Watson's left hand. The remaining limbs were also rapidly dissolving, like thick yogurt, and were slender like straws. The black and red tentacles led and flowed into Watson's body, leaving only a lonely Ruger P08 pistol that fell to the ground.

"What a monster!!!"

Things happened so fast that several shocked soldiers around him reacted and raised their weapons towards Watson.

Watson took a look at the soldier closest to him who was holding an MP40 submachine gun. He burst forward with the strength of his legs and rushed in front of the soldier before he could fire. Taking advantage of the momentum, Watson's right hand stabbed directly into the soldier's abdominal cavity.

"Bang bang bang!!"

The enemy a few meters away fired. Watson used strength on his waist to lift the body of the soldier in his hand in the direction of several other enemies to block the bullets they fired.

Under the body's sucking power, the soldier's body immediately began to dissolve, but Watson would not just wait there, he still had enemies to deal with. Watson grabbed the MP40 submachine gun from the soldier's chest and fired at the enemy a few meters away.

"Da da da da da da da da da..."

The 32mm bullets with a capacity of 9 rounds are very lethal at close range. As an otaku who has played a lot of shooting games, Watson became familiar with the recoil of the MP40 submachine gun with one hand after firing a few bullets in succession.

Who doesn't know how to use a gun? Having said that, the power of this body is amazing. Watson thought to himself as he shot the remaining enemies on the field to the ground one by one.

But Watson was still an otaku who had never touched a gun in his previous life. If he were an experienced shooter here, he would even be able to take out a few enemy soldiers on the field with only a few bullets.

Watson emptied 40 rounds of ammunition in the MP32 submachine gun and found that he still missed an enemy.

"boom!"

"Go to hell! Don't come here!!!"

The soldier shouted at Watson while firing. Unfortunately, he was holding a Mauser Kar98k rifle. Not only did this rifle only have a capacity of 5 rounds, but it could not fire continuously, so it was extremely disadvantageous in close combat. .

The soldier only fired one shot before he was approached by Watson. Watson took the MP40 submachine gun in his hand and hit the soldier's abdomen hard. The soldier felt as if his stomach was hit hard by a big hammer. His whole body Being hit by this blow, he flew back half a meter, fell to the ground and could not get up again.

Several bullets fired by the soldiers still hit Watson's body, but Watson's body was basically in a sucking state at that time. Apart from the pain, Watson did not feel that his actions were greatly hindered. Of course, this was also It has a lot to do with the bullet not hitting the head or body joints.

Watson heard a whistle not far away, followed by a piercing alarm. Other German soldiers around him had heard the gunshots and sounded the alarm.

There was no time to delay anymore. Watson turned over the body of the soldier who was lying on the ground, coughing and vomiting blood. He picked up his collar and asked in a slightly unfamiliar German: "Tell me where this is?" "The sea. .....Heidelberg..." The soldier looked at Watson in horror and replied tremblingly.

Is this Heidelberg? "Where is the Heidelberg Old Bridge?" Watson asked again. The soldier coughed up a mouthful of blood and said breathlessly: "It's 3 steps from here...ahem... Street, and then...ahem...ahem...".

Then what? Say it quickly!

The soldier tilted his head and became completely motionless.

died? Watson had no choice. To be on the safe side, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the soldier's neck. He thought that the body's sucking ability would continue to activate after contacting the skin, but strangely, after waiting for a while, nothing happened, and his hand was still like that. The hand was white and tender, and the black and red tentacles that had appeared before seemed to have never appeared.

But there was no time to think about these problems anymore. Footsteps were heard in the distance, and Watson knew that he had to leave immediately. Fortunately, this place was very close to the entrance of the sewer where he had climbed up. Watson broke the soldier's neck, then climbed over the low wall in two steps, accelerated all the way to the manhole cover, opened the manhole cover and drilled down.

It’s easy to know that this is Heidelberg, and it’s only a matter of time before you find the Heidelberg Old Bridge.

Watson thought as he climbed down the ladder.

But it wasn't until then that he realized: I forgot to pick up a gun...

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Half an hour later, the city guard of Heidelberg, who got up from the bed, received a report of the incident.

The report showed that they lost a Heidelberg City Guard dog patrol team in a sudden battle in the city half an hour ago, but only the bodies of the remaining five soldiers of the team were found at the scene. As the team leader, Heinrich Freed is nowhere to be found.

Attached to the end of the report is the opinion of the Intelligence Service:

Considering the Allied operations outside Heidelberg yesterday, we believe that this incident was the work of Allied agents. Colonel Heinrich has been kidnapped by the other side. The Allied agents may want to ask our officer about Heidelberg. Partial intelligence on the city's defense forces. Although Colonel Fried is not a high-ranking officer, we cannot take this risk. The Allies have already pressed heavily into Heidelberg, and we must ensure that there will be no problems with Heidelberg's internal defense.

The garrison officer thought for a while, then rang the bell and called his subordinates and said: "Go and draw up an order of mine. First, inform the patrol manager to rearrange all daily patrol work in the city and create a schedule. I want to prepare it tomorrow." I saw the report; secondly, I don’t care what method he uses to increase the number of people patrolling 24 hours a day by at least one-third, we must find out these damn allied agents."

"Yes, sir!"

The subordinates followed the order and began to write the commander's orders.

(Writing this will lead to the next chapter)