He's been caught for the show.

Chu Lu had just entered the new world this time, and before he had time to reimport the memory of this world, his pupils shrank suddenly.

His limbs trembled unceasingly, the arrector pili muscles on the surface of the skin contracted, revealing small bumps, this was a purely physiological reaction.

His stomach was churning and rolling, but what vomited up his throat was full of the smell of rust, and even his eyes were covered with a layer of red.

DANGER DANGER DANGER DANGER DANGER DANGER DANGER! ! !

The brain was overwhelmed by the overloaded sense of danger, not to mention identifying the source of the danger, but even the basic physiological functions seemed to be hindered. He opened his mouth to help him breathe, but the surrounding seemed to become a vacuum all of a sudden. , It also seems that the lungs have lost the function of shrinking and expanding, and the lips are trembling uncontrollably, but they can't even take in a breath.

——If this goes on, he will die...

Before the forewarned danger comes, it will die from lack of oxygen one step ahead.

Exhale-inhale-exhale-inhale-

Chu Lu adjusted for a long time before finally regaining the breathing of this body.

The moment his lungs regained oxygen, he could even hear the humming of the brain's lack of oxygen. The world that had been silent under extreme fear finally had a sound, but it was still hazy as if separated by a layer of frosted glass. ——

"Hey, what's going on with this kid?!"

"...Shouldn't you be scared to death? Hahaha, how timid you are?"

"Look at the clothes on his body, but they are high-end goods that I have never seen before. Maybe some young master came here for excitement..."

"...Ha, looking for excitement here..."

The consciousness that has not been fully recovered cannot accurately know what is happening around, and even the body is so cold that there is no sense of touch.

After a while, I vaguely heard a dissatisfied complaint, "...tsk, the young master is so poor?..."

Pointing to the hard object on the head and moving away, the tingling sense of crisis finally eased a little.

It seemed that he had been kicked a few more times, the original wound under the clothes burst, and the oozing blood made the already low body temperature drop a few degrees.

The feeling of life gradually disappearing is really not good, but the good news is that he has more or less adapted to the overly sharp sense of crisis that comes with this body.

The state of unconsciousness like self-protection of the body finally recovered a lot under his active adjustment, and the pain on his body also belatedly aroused the memory of his brain.

But Chu Lu still didn't open his eyes. The body's five senses and intuition for crisis are too keen. He has to deliberately control the acquisition of external information in order to barely support his actions.For most people, vision accounts for 80% of the information they can obtain. Given that he still cannot control his body's senses freely, it is simply the easiest and most convenient way to actively turn off his vision.

Don't look, don't listen...

Just feel the touch of the wind blowing over the surface of the skin, smell the taste in the air...

The success of overly sensitive perception and deliberately trained thinking only relies on the latter two to construct a scene similar to thermal imaging in the mind.

— those people left.

He also noticed that there was a young man next to him who had been ignored under the too intense sense of crisis... probably a co-victim?

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Ebner curled up in the corner for a while, confirmed that the group of people had indeed left, and carefully poked out the head protected in the center of the torso like a snail coming out of the shell, waiting to confirm his safety again The situation, this is the only way to breathe.

Thinking of the experience during this period of time, he couldn't relax completely.

When is this kind of day?

I heard... [Broken Star] has taken over the No.15 galaxy, and it will come soon...

Hope flashed in the boy's eyes again.

But these are just rumors heard by others. The young man who has never left the planet he was born in does not know how long it takes for the interstellar transition, and how many light-years are there between the No.15 galaxy and his planet ?

But one thing is indisputable.

—they will come!

After that, they will no longer be pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep in the mouth of [the superiors], victims to be consumed at will, objects for fun... Their rights will also be written into the Star Alliance law and guaranteed, and will not Because of subconscious resistance before being beaten to death, he was dragged to the prison by the patrol guards.

Thinking of the latter, the gloom flashed across Ebner's eyes. At that time, Hugh didn't resist at all, he just raised his hand to block the alloy stick that was about to hit his head... As for the owner of the stick, he didn't hold it firmly , but was smashed to the toe...

Ebner was angry, but it was just powerless anger.

He couldn't do anything, just like watching his partner being dragged away with a light gun and never coming back.

After [Broken Star] comes, it will be fine, right?

The teenager never thought about the possibility of the other party failing or being blocked.

[Ysu Flo], the Broken Star Legion defeated the "bright star" and "star that never falls" that the group of high-ranking people called.

——The [Ysuffro], which is located in the center of the entire Star Alliance and hangs over everyone's hearts like a huge shadow, has been destroyed. What else can stop them?

Thinking of this, the boy's mood brightened again.

It's gonna be alright, everything's gonna be alright...

And compared to the previous few days, today's situation is much better, perhaps because someone "shared" with him.

This is probably a "good-hearted person"?

But it shouldn't be the people who live here...

Ebner thought.After all, the existence living here will not meddle in other people's business.

However, the way the other party stood motionless at the entrance of the alley at that time seemed more frightened than wanting to help.

But no matter what the actual situation is, because of the experience of "going through hardships together", Ebner felt that he still had to express his concern in the past, and perhaps remind the newcomer of the rules of dealing with things here.

However, when he really looked over, he hesitated, "Are you... all right?"

The man lay motionless on the spot, if not for the slight ups and downs of his chest, Ebner would have suspected that it was a corpse.

Because of the location of District 36 where he lives, two-thirds of the day is night, and now it is naturally within that two-thirds of the time.The dim streetlight illuminated the man's irregular dark clothes. Ebner originally thought it was patterns or cold sweat oozing, but when he got closer, he realized...it was blood.

The blood oozing from his body even formed a small puddle underground, most of it had been frozen due to the low temperature outside, only the newly gushed out part was still flowing.

This amount of bleeding... Is this person really awake now?

No, did that group of people use something sharp like a knife?

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On the first day Chu Lu fell into this world, he was picked up by a stranger who was also robbed and beaten.

To be honest, this was beyond Chu Lu's expectation.

He never denies the kindness of human beings, but in the harsh living environment, it is a deeper genetic instinct to give priority to ensuring one's own survival.

Chu Lu even made a plan. If the young man really planned to take off his clothes—the only valuable thing left on him after the raid just now—in order to ensure that he was injured and lost blood in the future and the severe cold conditions With a low survival rate, how can he stun the opponent with the least cost of action.

But was taken back.

——When the other party's living conditions are not suitable for supporting one more person's life no matter how you look at it.

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After Ebner carried back this light man who seemed weightless, he also deeply reflected on his behavior - he felt that his brain must have been broken at that time.

But the people were brought back, and since he was still breathing, it was impossible for him to throw them out like this.

After simply treating the wound—it was just an ordinary re-bandage, it is impossible for him to have any repair potion here, not even the lowest level—and after feeding a tube of nutrient, Ebner fell into deep thought.

I'm afraid he picked up a big... trouble to come back.

Ebner realized this when he was dealing with the wound.

Those criss-crossing scars, which can be called terrifying, are obviously not caused by ordinary beatings, and with such heavy injuries and so many wounds on the body, none of them is fatal...

Although Ebner had never experienced it, a word naturally surfaced in his heart.

——"torture".

This brown-haired, brown-eyed boy with the most ordinary and unremarkable appearance in District 36 stared bitterly at the trouble he picked up.

Visible to the naked eye, he regretted it.

But if he just threw it out like this, Ebner had to suspect that once the body was found, he would be implicated as well.

The young man stared solemnly for a while at the human figure occupying a corner of the room with only his chest rising and falling weakly, and decided to let him fend for himself.

—Let’s see again tomorrow.

If he survives, drive him away quickly; if he dies, find a way to dispose of the body.

Thinking of this, Ebner took one last look at the other party, and then shrank himself into the sleeping bag with a constant temperature function that was better than nothing, and there were obvious traces of repairs on it.

Considering that the other party was a stranger of unknown origin, Ebner originally planned to tie him up while he was sleeping, but because the condition of the man was really miserable, Ebner searched for a long time, but he couldn't find anyone who could A method of tying up a person without letting the wound worsen.

With such an injury, even if you wake up, you can't do anything, right?

Thinking of the opponent's powerless posture in the alley just now, Ebner felt a lot relieved.

—I hope he can wake up quickly, and then... get out.

The boy thought before falling asleep in a daze.

... For the sake of the nutrients wasted on him, it's better to be alive.

Ebner's wish was half achieved.

The next day, the other party did wake up.

He even recovered part of his mobility at an incredible speed of recovery.

Although he said he hoped that this person would "wake up and get out of here", Ebner was not completely incapable of judging the injury.That kind of wound, I am afraid that even the strongest fighter in the arena will have to heal one, or at least half a star month - that is still in the case of the arena actively providing recovery potions in order to avoid the complete destruction of "commodities" Down.

In fact, Ebner has almost characterized his actions as "hospice care"...

However, that person was able to sit up after only one night.

After waking up and realizing this, Ebner immediately tensed up and took an attacking posture.

However, the next reaction of the other party made him wonder if he was the one who "made a big fuss".

The man was intimidated.

——He was trembling all over, even his teeth were chattering, his originally pale face even became ashen as death because he couldn't breathe...

Ebner: "..."

He swore he was just showing the normal defensiveness of a resident of Area 36.And the other party's reaction made him think that he had become a murderer who would violently kill someone in the next moment.