Abnormal Doomsday Records

Chapter 7. I'm planning to go away, fellow, take me with you.
Zhou Ke's current guesses about his "golden finger" are based on the conclusion he drew last time he used Lao Wang's mask.

However, because Lao Wang was so lame, the last "user experience" was terrible. Not to mention doing a review, he didn't even understand the basic features before Ohm's big kick shattered the Wasteland Berserker's dream.

There are three conclusions that can be drawn about this thing:
First, this thing can be broken into pieces. Although others can't see it, it can be broken by hammering Zhou Ke's body.

Second, after putting on this mask, one can gain the other person's skills and memories, and can use them without any threshold, but this use is not permanent. Once it is taken off or broken, there will be no residue, just like a dream.

Third, after the mask is broken, it will bring a slight improvement to your physical fitness and speed up the healing process.

In fact, Zhou Ke had originally come to four conclusions from his observations, but the fourth conclusion had just been shattered by Ajie. He thought he had to kill the other party himself to get the "Mask of Power", but it turned out that he didn't need to kill him. He only needed to knock him down to obtain the other party's "power characteristics".

However, because the sample size was too single, Zhou Ke could not guarantee his new conclusion. What if it was because of Ajie’s “special physique”?
So in the carriage of this caravan that had already set off, Zhou Ke, who was lying among a pile of cargo boxes and swaying with the vehicle, decided to find an opportunity to try again. Ajie, who was knocked unconscious, was now in a cage at the back of the caravan vehicle. Facts proved that the Evillanders were really bold, and since the chains could not trap him, they simply didn't use them and just let him lie there.

Anyway, Boss Ohm is escorting us all the way, so if that guy goes crazy again, it will only take one kick to kill him.

However, the incident when Ajie was kicked away by Ohm when he went crazy but landed next to Zhou Ke instead seemed like a random kick by Ohm, but in the eyes of a guy like Zhou Ke who was very smart, it was definitely not an accident.

Although he still didn't know what the power concept of "sublimation state" was, Zhou Ke definitely didn't think that Ohm couldn't even control such a small thing as the direction of the attack.

That was definitely the direction Ohm deliberately adjusted!
The purpose may be to test whether Zhou Ke has any special abilities.

"Oh, this is bad. I've just set out and I've been spotted by the big boss. Am I really going to be a conspicuous person like a firefly in the night sky, even though I've been so low-key?"

Zhou Ke, feeling a little depressed, followed the example of the others in the convoy and picked up a piece of grass from the roadside and put it in his mouth, savoring the slightly sweet taste of the roots of the wild grass that were everywhere.

"Ding, the ambient temperature is detected to be rising rapidly! User No. 3, please prepare for sun protection in advance to avoid increasing the risk of skin cancer. This reminder is reported to you by your most reliable personal assistant 'Wuneng'."

Just when Zhou Ke was daydreaming, his personal assistant, whose volume was adjusted to the lowest level, gave him a forecast. Zhou Ke curled his lips, turned over and jumped off the truck, and ran towards the truck at the end of the convoy.

The car was empty and was a resting place for the caravan members. There was a shed to block the overly scorching sun in the badlands.

In fact, Zhou Ke suspected that the atmosphere and ozone layer of the Badlands had been severely damaged. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the damn temperature could rise to 30 or 40 degrees in the afternoon, while the temperature at night would drop to minus ten degrees.

It's like this every day. It's really hard for people in the Badlands to survive.

Sure enough, life has its own way.

"By the way, you can't keep calling me 'User Number Three'."

On the way to the caravan, Zhou Ke was useless and could only chat to relieve boredom. He acted as a personal assistant who played the role of music player and said:
"Can you at least call me by my name? Didn't your previous user set up an ID?"

“This function needs to be activated by the third user himself. This machine is just a tool. It is only responsible for providing suggestions. It does not have convenient fingers and cannot activate itself.

The local database is locked, which is equivalent to the human brain being removed. The local machine is now like a little retard, and there is no way to mobilize the imagination to help the user design a cool and stylish personal ID. "

Wu Neng retorted:
"So, you can't find the ID settings, is it my fault?"

"You can swear? See what you can do!"

Zhou Ke cursed:

"What kind of character do you have as a retarded robot! Stop using bad language!"

"The personalization of this machine is based on the user's speech logic, so if the machine learns to swear, the user should review the way he usually speaks."

Wu Neng said angrily:

"So don't waste your time, hurry up and set up your personal ID, put the machine into low-power mode to save computing power, and mourn for the tragic reality of being a little idiot. Don't disturb the machine, it's very emo."

"Forget it, forget it. Don't be angry. Why would I get angry with a little idiot?"

Zhou Ke set up the device in a sarcastic tone, then patted it and said:

"Just call me that from now on, OK?"

"Okay, Joker. Also, although your personal ID is your own preference, I still suggest you find a psychologist to look into your illness. How can a normal person call you that?"

"Shut up! Think about your life!"

"Ow."

The unbearable day passed quietly, like a rabbit's tail passing through the grass in late autumn, so fast that it could not be seen or caught. When Zhou Ke woke up from a nap in the caravan with his friends, it was already evening.

The hardworking two-headed ox walked about one-tenth of the distance during the day. Even the most hardy animals had to stop to eat, drink water and rest for a while, and then continue to move forward when the night turned cold. Only by traveling day and night could they reach the tiger country within a week.

Zhou Ke had learned clearly from the gossipy men under Miss Qiao Ya that the caravan would not enter the End Castle. They would complete the transaction in the Tiger State town in front of the End Castle, and then return home, leaving behind the three fighters.

This was something Mayor Qiao Can had specifically reminded him of. Apparently, Old Qiao was also afraid that his beautiful daughter would get into danger in that haunted place, Castle End.

It can only be said that the rough man really cares about his daughter, but Zhou Ke has always felt that there is something wrong with the relationship between Lao Qiao and Qiao Ya. It's not that he is cruel, but the main reason is that these two people don't look like father and daughter, just like Guo Xiaosi's son grew up to become Tyson. Even if it is a genetic mutation, it can't be so outrageous, right?

"It's going to be windy tonight. Look how windy it is."

Next to the caravan that had stopped to rest and cook, an older fellow threw some dried meat into the propped-up pot, opened a can and poured something like chickpeas into it, and generously threw in some brown sugar for everyone to nourish their bodies.

While he was cooking, he said to the people around him:
"After dinner, go and chain all the cows in the caravan to prevent them from running around in the wind. Be smart when you go to bed tonight, load your guns and take turns. In this kind of windy and sandy weather, there is a high probability that roaming monsters will appear.

Although Boss Ohm is watching over the place, the eldest lady is not supporting you to sleep soundly."

All the guys responded in unison.

It can be seen that Miss Qiao Ya has a high prestige in the eyes of these guys, perhaps because the treatment of her own caravan is much higher than that of the slaves in the town.

If the salary and benefits are adequate, people can convince themselves that they will be willing to work like a slave. However, it is such a simple truth, but some black-hearted idiots do not understand it and are unwilling to understand it.

"Give me two bowls and I'll give one to Ajie."

Zhou Ke came over with two bowls cut from scrap metal and said something to the cook, who immediately did as he was told and even tried to please him. It was not because he liked Zhou Ke so much, but simply because he did not want to take the risk of delivering food to the dangerous Ajie.

The scene where he was almost torn to pieces and disemboweled was seen by his fellow men when they set out, and no one wanted to stay with a dangerous tiger.

Zhou Ke carried two bowls of hot bean soup to the car with the cage. He was really not afraid of Ajie's sudden attack and hurting people. The main reason was that he had asked Qiao Shan before departure and knew that biochemical warriors also needed energy to go crazy. Ajie had been hungry for many days before, and his burst at the start was already at the end of his strength. He was also weakened by Ohm's punch.

The self-healing of the biochemical warrior is based on the consumption of physical energy. Ajie's wound is healing very slowly, which means that he has entered the weakest state of the biochemical warrior.

In this situation, food is much more tempting to him than to a hunter with a gun.

To put it bluntly, it's just like training a dog. This biochemical warrior with a broken personality survives by his animal nature. Isn't he almost the same as an untrained wild dog?

Zhou Ke was an expert in dog training in his previous life. He kept several fierce dogs in his mansion, and there was also a beautiful dog in his bedroom that jumped onto the bed every night.

Tsk tsk, stop, stop. If you continue recalling, you will be hit by an iron fist.

"Come on, let's eat."

He opened the cage and sat on the edge, placing a bowl of hot bean soup not far from Ajie. The blood on the latter's forehead had dried, and his messy hair, ferocious eyes and bared teeth made him look like a real beast.

Especially those eyeballs that glow in the dark.

"This damn world has turned people into dogs."

Zhou Ke cursed, pushed the bowl forward with the cloth-wrapped gun, stepped back a little, picked up the spoon and put a spoonful of beans into his mouth.

He stared at Ajie, whose nose was twitching and his throat was moving up and down, but he still stared at Zhou Ke until the other party turned his head. Then he took a few steps forward, held the bowl with both hands without using a spoon, poured the food into his mouth, and made a satisfied snoring sound.

He doesn't care about the taste of food, calories are what he needs most.

For a big eater like the Bionic Warrior, one bowl of bean soup was obviously not enough, but after Ajie licked the bowl, he saw Zhou Ke in front of him handing over his bowl of bean soup. This action made Ajie let out a threatening whimper from his throat.

But Zhou Ke did not retreat, he just stared at him and said:
"Take it yourself! Don't wait like a dog for me to put it on the ground."

Of course Ajie didn't understand, but that didn't stop his weak body from craving more food.

The bean soup exuded a fragrant aroma. He hesitated for several minutes, then stretched out his hand tentatively. The sharp nails really looked like animal claws.

"Get it!"

Zhou Ke said something, and after Ajie brought the bowl, he stood up and left the cage. A few minutes later, after Ajie finished two bowls of bean soup, Zhou Ke came over with a bowl of soup. This time the contact was more relaxed than the last time.

While Ajie was wolfing down his food, Zhou Ke activated the only "detection" function on his left arm. A blue beam of light hit him, causing Ajie to shrink back suddenly. However, the fleeting light quickly dissipated, and then Wu Neng's voice rang out in the darkness:

"A genetically modified biological warrior, with highly developed muscle tissue, claw-like reinforced organs, enhanced perception, weakened pain perception, and enhanced combat mind, but lacks a mind-maintaining device. This individual's brain has lesions and cannot recover its personality, and abnormal energy is constantly generated and lost.

Evaluated as inferior product!

It is very dangerous, and it is recommended to use a destruction device. "

"Abnormal energy continues to drain?"

Zhou Ke pondered this judgment, looked at the bloody mask in his hand that only he could see, and finally set his eyes on Ajie.

He probably has some ideas.

After a few seconds, Zhou Ke tentatively reached out and tried to touch Ajie's arm.

This action made Ajie grimace in anger, but Zhou Ke slapped him in the face. When he was about to explode, he felt a hard object stuffed into his mouth, with a strange taste.

"Eat, eat."

Zhou Ke unwrapped the energy bar, and Ajie immediately started chewing it, but he still stared at Zhou Ke's movements. When Zhou Ke's fingers touched his arm, he immediately tried to resist, but was scolded by Zhou Ke:
"Be good! Let me be healthy!"

The next moment, he grabbed Ajie's muscular and rough arm.

Sure enough, when Zhou Ke made contact with him, Ajie let out a whimper of fear. He could feel that something in his body was being "sucked away" by Zhou Ke, and the thin mask in Zhou Ke's hand also flashed red light.

"Can this thing continue to strengthen?"

Zhou Ke was pleasantly surprised for a moment, as if he had found the correct way to use the golden finger.

Then he discovered that when he absorbed the "abnormal energy" from Ajie, the originally ferocious and out-of-control warrior suddenly became strangely quiet.

It wasn't that he was scared, but the gesture was similar to that of a master petting a puppy.

Ajie felt relieved
Perhaps it was because the energy that made him constantly irritable was taken away, that this poor man with a broken personality finally found a rare bit of peace.

"Yes, that's it. Be good."

Zhou Ke praised Ajie's changes, and took out an energy bar that even dogs wouldn't eat and handed it to him as a reward. He kept his hand on Ajie's arm to continue absorbing the "abnormal energy" until Ajie, the big eater, finished eating eight energy bars and became drowsy, then he let go of his hand.

At this time, the thin "Mask of Power" had become thick, and even some black patterns appeared on it.

"It shouldn't be so easy to break now."

Zhou Ke flicked his mask and glanced at Ajie who was sleeping peacefully and snoring.

There was a gleam in his eyes as if he was looking at a "treasure". If this abnormal and violent energy that caused Ajie's personality to collapse could continue to be produced, then he would definitely keep Ajie by his side.

After all, this mask is his trump card, and Ajie, the biochemical warrior who accidentally broke in, is a living "mobile charging station". If they cooperate with each other, can't they realize a "perpetual motion machine"?
"Go to sleep, Ajie, I'll come see you tomorrow."

Zhou Ke stepped out and closed the cage. Seeing that the wind and sand were rising around him and the caravan was about to set off again, he planned to go back to the caravan and continue to sleep. However, just after he took a few steps, Zhou Ke turned around suddenly and saw a sneaky figure carrying something and running towards a desert next to him.

The figure looked familiar. From the way he ran with a limp, I knew he was the last of the three fighters from Slag Town, a bankrupt businessman named Lao Bai who had drifted from another place.

Oh, you are trying to desert your post, fellow!

Isn't it true that everyone who sees this good thing should have a share?

Wait for me!

If we run together, at least we can have someone to look after us on the road!
(End of this chapter)