48 Hours a Day

It's kind of weird to see yourself.

Especially the one who was wrapped in something like a pupa, surrounded by effusion, just like in the matrix, Zhang Heng also noticed that one fist-thick fibrous tube was inserted behind the other's own brain, which probably explains where the unrivalled oval shape of the fourth ventricle on the CT lite came from.

The other end of the fibrous tube is connected to a smaller cicada, and that thing is trying to break through a thin film in the cicada and climb into the tube.

So far, Zhang Hengcheng basically figured out the secrets of replacing humans with those things.

Instead of going directly into the target's head, they must first find a way to duplicate a human body that, like clothes, can only be disguised as human.

No wonder they haven't been efficient and haven't hit him for so long.

But Zhang Heng estimated that the thing in the little cicada climbed along the fiber tube into the fourth ventricle, which is when these things hit him.

And the day doesn't seem too far away.

Then Zhang Heng circled around the ancient plant like the banyan tree and counted the pupacas on the tree. Among them, the number of small pupacas was obviously more, almost hundreds, and the number of large pupacas was much less, only thirteen, which is a bad number.

When it comes to betraying Judah, Jesus also happens to have thirteen disciples.

This is somewhat similar to human reproduction, given the disproportionate proportions between small and large pupacas, that is, those things need to compete to be eligible to leave.

Zhang Heng only stood here for a while, his shoulders had been filled with ash. Even in such a cloudy environment, it became difficult to breathe. Good thing he put on his mask in advance, but even so, he could not stay here for too long, so Zhang Heng decided to speed up the move.

Although he did not know exactly what this strange creature, which looked like a banyan tree and could form a cicada, its relationship with those things that were parasitic in the fourth ventricle was clear.

Obviously, it can produce those things in the fourth ventricle, as well as the “clothes” they need to travel.

From this point of view, it is somewhat similar to the home nest of the Bugs in Star Wars.

In other words, if you destroy it, if you can't get rid of it, at least you can't reproduce it.

So Zhang Heng pulled out his knife at the next moment and wanted to test the defense of the plant in front of him. However, before he got to that thing, the ugly vines wrapped around each other on the branches had moved faster again, and this time it was not just those on the door, but all the vines on the whole tree were moving.

Like a giant python awakened from its sleep.

Zhang Heng wisely did not move forward, so many sarcomas on the vine exploded together, even if his body was better, he could not escape.

And as soon as he retreated, the vines slowed down until they finally returned to their peristaltic state.

Zhang Heng also noticed that the chrysanthemums hanging from the branches were also within safe limits. Obviously, this is also to avoid being harmed by those ugly vines.

Attack indiscriminately?

Zhang Heng frowned, which means he has difficulty getting close to those things.

Especially the part of the tree cavity that beats like a heart. But it's a good thing he took all kinds of things into account before he went into action tonight, and then Zhang Heng squatted down and opened his backpack and removed the gasoline from a mineral water bottle.

The backpack had limited capacity and most of the area was filled with LEGO building blocks, so that's all the gasoline had to do, but it was enough to ignite the plant in front of it.

Zhang Heng unscrewed the bottle and spilled as much gasoline as possible into the center of the plant, while he himself retreated to the door, but at this time the vines did not pose any more attacks.

Then Zhang Heng rubbed a match and decided to say goodbye to this crazy botanical garden in front of him.

Painted matches landed precisely on gasoline, then burned unexpectedly, and the fire spread quickly. Almost all the trunk of the tree was flamed during the blink of an eye.

There is a kind of distorted beauty that goes with the strange images in front of you.

When the flames started to burn, the ugly vines acting as guards sprung up restlessly, yet there were no targets within range to attack, and they didn't know what to do.

However, the situation in front of us lasted less than two seconds, and with the next “breath," the strange plant like the banyan tree no longer sprayed ash, but spit out some bright red juice, and as soon as the burning flame of the bear touched that bright red juice, it immediately shriveled.

The fire was quickly controlled, and by the third spray, the flame had completely disappeared, while those places that had previously been burned black had begun to fall off and new bark had grown, looking no different than before.

The entire process of extinguishing and repairing the fire took less than half a minute, after which everything returned to calm.

It's like nothing happened.

But Zhang Heng, on the other side of the hall, realized that he was in trouble this time. In front of him, this thing didn't look very aggressive. It had to be protected by the accompanying vines, but in contrast to its terrible self-healing and crisis response capabilities.

If expressed in game terms, it should belong to the kind of anti-hypertension boss that adds almost all of the attribute points to survival.

This is in line with its evolutionary direction. After all, in addition to those ugly vines, it also has the protection of things in the pupae. Naturally, it no longer needs to develop any more aggression and can be defended with all its heart.

Zhang Heng roughly estimated that from the damage caused by the previous gasoline, even the rocket could not blow up the trunk of its outer layer, let alone the [Arrow of Paris] in the backpack. Even if the weakness of the other party could be found, the defense would be worthless, and if it wanted to really hurt it, it would be expected to use an intercontinental missile grade weapon.

Zhang Heng did not stay any longer, his voice had started to itch, coughed twice, and his gaze was getting faint.

The uncomfortable smell burned by this burn is more intense, and Zhang Heng realizes that this smell does have a slight paralysis effect, which may not be a problem for a short time, but a lot of inhalation will become slow and the brain will be affected.

Well, at least tonight he's got no choice but to take that weird plant.

Zhang Heng pulled his phone out of his pocket, took a few photos at the last minute, and recorded another video. This was when the door back out.