Warm sunlight shines on the sponge, transferring the sun's heat to several meters above the surface of the sea water.
Feeling the warmth of the day, groups of fish in the shallow sea swam happily in it, forming a huge school of fish, enjoying the hard-won warmth.
Even the sharks wandering in the shallow sea seem to have lost interest in hunting and swim lazily in the water with their tail fins shaking, like a gentleman shark holding a pipe in his mouth.
But a hand suddenly surged out from the bottom of the sea, and the huge power even caused a trace of vacuum fluctuation in the sea water in an instant.
But that hand grabbed the shark's belly fiercely, and the huge force instantly broke the soft belly, and Liszt rushed out of the bottom of the sea, standing waist-deep in water all wet.
In the sea water, he gasped for breath and drank the air outside the sea quite boldly.
Liszt's chest rose and fell, his right hand tightly holding the struggling shark, and his five fingers inserted into the shark's abdominal cavity like pliers to secure it firmly, no matter how hard it struggled, it was to no avail.
But Liszt did not stay on the sea for long.
He tightened the oxygen bottle on his back tightly, looked at the sharks that were gradually approaching after smelling blood, and strode towards him with the Winchester shotgun in his left hand.
Walking on the beach, at the same time, my eyes were extremely vigilant about the movements in the dense forest around me.
There is only the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, or the small wild rabbit jumping through the bushes.
It looks like the most beautiful forest fairy tale, everything is so peaceful and peaceful.
But Liszt, who was only wearing a pair of shorts and a shirt, didn't believe in this false peace at all.
His eagle-like eyes scanned the surroundings to confirm that there was nothing abnormal.
Only then did he take steps to walk quickly on the beach.
Walking towards a cliff at the edge of the dense forest.
There were bruises and scarred wounds all over his back.
Especially on his back, arms and legs, the lines seemed to have been subjected to inhuman torture.
In fact, last night, after he jumped off the ten-meter-high cliff and directly set off a beautiful wave on the sea, the raging undercurrent took him countless times and hit the extremely sharp wave washed by the sea.
The rocks almost disemboweled him.
Even the undercurrent was so strong that he couldn't even get his head out of the sea, so it just pulled his body and dived into the deepest part of the sea.
If he hadn't directly exchanged the diving oxygen tube, he might have drowned directly in this sea area.
There is no chance of touching the sandy coast.
And when he appeared in this sea area around four in the morning, his whole body was covered with bloody wounds, and bruises were all over his body.
He could touch the wounds with just a finger, which made him almost faint from the pain.
However, he endured the pain that seemed to come from the depths of his soul and forced himself to walk nearly three kilometers deep into the jungle.
The strengthened body accelerated his physical strength and recovery ability.
In less than twelve hours, the wounds and bone fractures that should have taken him at least a year to recover had already begun to recover extremely quickly with the power of the artifact. of self-healing.
Now, Lister can even continue high-intensity activities without worrying about the wound reopening.
"Those damn beasts.
Those damn dogs" Liszt cursed slightly and gritted his teeth tightly.
The shark holding its abdomen in his right hand no longer struggled, and only a little bit of blood dripped to the ground with his movements.
Slowly looking up at the open area on the cliff, Liszt felt slightly relaxed.
There was a hiding place he had found.
Although the environment was quite harsh, it could at least ensure that he could hide in it without being discovered.
When he threw away the Enclave's communication device, Liszt had parted ways with the world.
Although the world looked good, Liszt, who knew the inside story, couldn't bear the peaceful environment where he could die at any time.
As a soldier, Liszt sometimes doesn't care about dying in battle, because dying in battle is a matter of honor for soldiers.
But when he was conducting scientific experiments under the control of the Enclave under the control of the United States Federation in peacetime, he would never sit back and die, resist, or escape.
He would never lie there like a quail waiting to die.
This was also the reason why he chose to leave.
This pre-war world was still dominated by the national system.
This kind of power at the national level was unimaginable in the wasteland of later generations.
And even if Liszt had hundreds of thousands of points and a golden finger that could be redeemed for weapons exchange personnel, he could only resist a little bit when facing the real national power, and finally became a piece of meat on the chopping board like the shark in his hand.
The cliff in front of you is covered with rocks, and there are intertwined canines everywhere.
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But Liszt's speed did not slow down at all.
He was as dexterous as an ape finding a place to set foot among the rocks.
He even crossed a ravine of about three meters and jumped to a seaside cliff like a knife.
When the time comes, there is only room for one foot to stand.
Liszt was as independent on one foot as a martial arts master.
The shotgun and shark in his hands, as well as the oxygen tube behind his back, did not become an obstacle to him.
With just one exertion, he jumped out and quickly kicked off the cliff. , using the reaction force, he jumped lightly into a cliff hole of about half a meter.
And when he jumped in with all his body, the waves outside were still beating against the rocks ten meters below the cliff.
The waves broke into countless pieces, and no one noticed this small pothole, which was less than half a meter long and wide. entrance.
This is a cave that Liszt discovered by chance when he was walking on the beach.
Although the entrance is only about half a meter away, his burly body had to bend over and half lie down to go in, but once he passed the about four to five meters After the tunnel, it suddenly became clear.
A cave of about 500 square meters and three meters high appeared here, as if it were a villa hidden in the heart of the cliff.
After arriving in this cave, Liszt finally breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter what, this cave is now his residence.
And it is not dark inside.
Several thick candles are still burning, illuminating the cave.
Although the entire cave cannot be seen clearly, it can at least illuminate a space of about one hundred square meters.
This was enough for Liszt's basic life.
The shark is still on the chopping board in the corner.
This place belongs to his temporary restaurant.
There is no shortage of gas stoves and pots and pans.
He exchanged everything out more than an hour ago, and even the price is so low.
None of them used 1,000 points.
This is just a small number for Liszt, who still has more than 200,000 points.
He even exchanged various condiments to satisfy his stomach.
At least he lives alone, and he does not need to worry about his ability.
Will be known to outsiders.
If in the American federal society, there are inexplicable things in his home from time to time, I am afraid that he will be targeted by the FBI guys immediately.
And once his abilities are known to the US government, various experiments will probably be carried out around him.
Lister had never doubted that in the radiation world, the United States Federation, which could conduct social experiments on tens of thousands of people, might honestly let him go.
The answer is obviously no.
If nothing can be found, I'm afraid he will be sliced into pieces when he dies.
It would be a special mercy to keep a whole body.
Liszt was quite sure of this, and he watched the chopped shark meat in the pan gradually change color, and an alluring smell also appeared in the cave.
He couldn't help but reveal a wry smile: "It looks like , a person’s life is about to begin.” s: Ahem, I'm sorry everyone, I'm really tired today.
I'll get up early tomorrow morning to type, and there will be an update at about 10:30 in the morning.
I seemed to be busy running around yesterday, but now I always feel lack of energy, because I didn’t have a good sleep at work in the morning.
I’m really depressed.
I’ll try my best to code tomorrow: