Abnormality

337 touched the incomplete tentacles and spit bubbles in the water dissatisfied.

Purcens poured out the water in the fish tank for 337. If the inference of evolution is correct, it is not a good thing for 337 to stay in the water all the time.

Because I don't know if it will be inseparable from water like a fish.

"The person in charge, the person in charge, can you stop pinching my tentacles all the time? It has been cut off, and you still bully it."

"Can't this grow back?"

"Yes, but the eyes can't regenerate, what's the use of growing them?" 337 crawled around in the fish tank, "You cut my tentacles, I can grow them again, but why did you cut my mouth and tentacles? It can't be reproduced, and it always hurts me so much that no one wants to talk to me."

Purcens went to the refrigerator to get a can of beer, poured half of it into a glass, and handed it to 337, "Drink some of this."

337 spawned tentacles to catch the glass, opened his mouth and drank a little, "This is not as good as water."

Purcens observed the changes of 337 and ordered 337, "Drink it up."

Although 337 didn't like the taste of it, he still listened to Purcens and finished it.

Purcens waited in the living room for a while, 337 still seemed okay, he went to get another bottle of whiskey, let 337 drink half of the bottle, 337 was still alive and well, climbed to the top of the fish tank, and then slipped from the glass wall down.

At night, 337 fell asleep in the fish tank, and Puchensi in the bedroom also planned to rest.

Purcens had a fantastic dream.

In the dream, there was a beautiful red flower, which was estimated to be as tall as half a person, and the color was blood red full of temptation. There seemed to be a row of teeth at the bottom of the stamen, and a bloody finger was biting between the teeth.

The severed finger was smeared with purple-red nail polish, and there was a piece of paint missing in the middle.

In front of him was a dilapidated house, which was about 20 years ago from the outside. A large red-eyed spider rested on the broken window on the left, spinning silk continuously. The snake, the snake hissed and spit out the red letter, and rushed towards Puchensi quickly.

Purcens trampled it to death.

The blue snake collapsed on the ground, and red blood gushed out, staining the soles of Pucens' shoes.

Pu Cens frowned, and kicked open the door. The decoration inside the door made Pu Cens somewhat familiar. He hesitated for a long time, and finally walked towards a small cubicle.

The blood of the little green snake still remained on the soles of the feet, sticking to the old floor.

The room was thick with dust, and Pucens stood in front of the door and finally turned the dusty doorknob.

The cubicles are exceptionally clean compared to the outside.

In this small room, there is only a bed and a small cabinet.

Purcens walked straight to the small cabinet, bent down and opened the door.

In the cabinet, a child about ten years old was huddled in a corner.

His crumpled clothes were stained with a large amount of blood, and he held a jackknife in his hand. There was no stain on the edge of the knife, and it was clean.

Purcens wanted to stretch out his hand to drag him out, but the child was different from any previous dream, and turned his head to look at him.

His face was also somewhat different from the one in Purcens' previous dreams.

He wore a white eyepatch over his left eye, from which dark green blood flowed out, and his neck, including his arms, were covered with healed scars.

Pu Censi's eyes gradually darkened, and his lips were lightly pursed into a line.

"How dare you sneak into my consciousness."