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There is no sun or moon in the prison, but the skylight is bright.

As the sun and moon rotated, three days passed in the cell.

Lin Hun casually slapped the rat that was rushing towards him against the wall. Compared with a few days ago, his body had doubled in size. His arms were no longer just skin and bones, but were obviously rounder and no longer looked like those skeletons that would fall over if the wind blew.

Now it has to be at least a force eight gale.

There was a thick layer of blood scabs on his body. Lin Hun rubbed it casually and it fell down with a rustling sound. There were some blood scabs from the ground and some from rats.

Too many had been killed in the past few days, and the rats, who were indifferent, also noticed something was wrong, and they jumped up and pounced on Lin Wei like raindrops.

Although he had only recovered a little strength at that time, it was impossible for Lin Wei to let the rat get on his body. Who knew if there were any bacteria.

He dodged it by rolling over to the side.

But the cell was so small that it was inevitably stained with the blood of the person inside.

At first, even if Lin Hun was looking for Shu Shu, he tried his best to avoid this pool of blood for fear of getting stained by it. But now, his whole body was covered with it. He gave up treatment instantly and went to the extreme of destruction, rolling and swaying in the sticky blood plasma in the wind and rain.

He is so strong now that even rats don't mind him. He just presses rats under him. His body is dry but still heavy. He presses accurately and produces rat slices by hand.

A person's bottom line will be lowered as it is broken again and again. Now Lin Hun's bottom line has been lowered to the point where as long as he is not hurt by Shu Shu, he doesn't care about the broken body inside.

This rolling inevitably affected the surrounding environment. At first, Lin Hun was not very skilled at rolling, and from time to time, rats would brush past his body or jump directly into his arms.

Lin Hun was not a man of great courage, so the rat inevitably became flustered when it got so close to him. Its posture was not standard, and the unnecessary and complicated movements had a more serious impact on the surrounding environment.

The remaining body inside was inevitably dragged around by the forest soul.

But as time went on, the flesh inevitably began to rot, and because the rat worked hard all the time, most of the fleshy joints became loose and weak.

During one of Lin Hun's tumbles, he was hooked by his body and carried into the air like flowers scattered by a fairy. From a whole, he turned into pieces of building blocks and flew all over the cell.

Lin Hun was shot directly in the face, and saw with his own eyes several mice with shiny fur being thrown out from his flying chest.

Resisting the nausea in my heart, I followed the three-second principle and quickly snapped the "tom" in my hand, producing fresh potato chips before the rat hit the ground.

Only after the restless rat calms down and continues its unfinished work can Lin Hun take a rest and deal with his own hygiene issues.

Lin Hun picked up the foreign object in his hair with his fingertips and threw it directly into the pile of rats without even looking at it. In an instant, the rats rioted and swallowed it up easily like a tide without causing any ripples.

However, Lin Hun still saw the exposed red and black corner before it was completely swallowed. Just from that point, he could be sure that it was the intestine. As for whether it was the large intestine or the small intestine, Lin Hun's knowledge was limited, so he could only hope that it was the small intestine. At least he wouldn't have to experience the feeling of being drenched in shit.

It’s strange to say that Lin Hun found that he had been in the cell for such a long time, but he was neither thirsty nor hungry until now. He just missed the delicious food he had in the past.

But as soon as he saw those rats, his appetite that had just risen was severely suppressed, even suppressed even lower. These past few days, Lin Hun was initially nauseated and wanted to vomit, but his stomach was so full that the rats would cry. There was not even any water, and after vomiting for a long time, there was only air.

Randomly put "tom" into the big hole in the chest. This was also something Lin Hun figured out. It was not unique to him. All of his cellmates had the same big hole in their chests. It seemed like everyone in this world had this characteristic.

The moment he saw the hole, Lin Hun was certain that the world he came to was most likely "Dark Soul". After all, who else could have such distinctive features except the undead.

The edge of the big hole is surrounded by a circle of red with some uneven outlines.

Lin Hun was extremely curious about this thing. Its color was blacker than coal.

Looking down, you can see that the darkness in the big hole is like a sticky liquid flowing slowly.

Lin Hun bravely put his hand into the big hole in his chest. Nothing strange happened. It felt cool and even comfortable. He took his hand out easily without any obstruction. There was a faint black mist wrapped around it, but it was quickly retracted by the dark ring on his chest.

As the root cause of the birth of the undead, humanity will continue to be lost through the big hole, and people will become more and more like zombies.

He became as skinny and emaciated as Lin Hun before.

Human nature includes human memories and emotions. The more they are lost, the weaker and more numb they become. However, they can be restored to a normal state through "human nature".

This humanity in the game is a black shadow with white edges, black interior, and a human-shaped outline. Lin Hun has never seen it since he came to this world, and he doesn't know if it is the same in reality.

Lin Hun discovered that the Dark Ring did not seem to affect him. His emotions and memories had been well preserved since he came to this world. He had not even been distracted for so many days. Instead, his condition was getting better and better as he continued to absorb souls.

Although he didn't know how to stay away, it would be better if it didn't affect him. Although Lin Hun was curious, he didn't have a strong desire to explore. He just went with the flow.

The exploration of the big hole has to continue. If this thing can be lost, then if we think about it in reverse, maybe it also has the function of storage?

Lin Hun did it as he thought. He tried to find a piece of rubble in the cell and put it into the big hole in his chest. As for "Tom", he was reluctant to use it for the experiment after all, it was not easy to find a suitable brick.

As for whether this is true or he just dislikes the blood stains on the bricks that can't be wiped clean, only he knows.

After putting the gravel into his chest, Lin Hun pulled his arm out, stood up, and started running and jumping on the spot.

"The weight is almost negligible and has no effect on the body," Lin Hun was testing the storage capacity of the big hole. The reality is not a game and there is no such good thing as a game backpack. Lin Hun can only try to develop a storage space by himself.

When the cellmates outside the door saw that Lin Hun, a psychopath, actually dared to dig a big hole in his chest, their instinctive disgust and fear prompted them to stay away from this disgusting place.

If it could be treated, who would want to have a big hole in their chest and become more and more a stranger to themselves? The disgust for human nature and the loss of their souls was so deep in their instincts that they also hated Lin Hun's cell.

Lin Hun didn't care about his cellmates' actions and was even somewhat happy. His cellmates finally left. Wait, I'll give you guys some good food when I get out.

Lin Hun continued to test, "The next step is to see if we can take it out again." The ability to go in and out is a necessary ability for an excellent storage space. The one that can only go in but not out is a Pi Xiu.

I reached my hand into the big hole and found the rubble in its original position based on my sense. Not only had its position not changed, but its direction had not changed either.

"Stable, a very good feature." This was a pleasant surprise for Lin Hun.

When he pulled his hand out again, the gravel was right in his palm. Lin Hun took it in front of his eyes and looked it up and down. He had already memorized its general details when he put it in his chest.

"It won't affect dead things," Lin Hun concluded, and he was delighted to have developed a storage space for himself. "I have a portable space, win, I must be the protagonist."

In this barren Northern Undead Asylum, there are only two kinds of living creatures: rats and undead humans.

The former was too big to fit in, and the latter was disgusting, so Lin Hun decisively gave up trying on the living thing.

The Northern Undead Asylum is where the captured undead are imprisoned. According to the game process, if Lin Hun wants to leave here and contact the normal world, there is also a "big-butt" demon who is a delicacy that he must taste.

Lin Hun picked up a broken sword from the ground, only to see it flying out in the air while performing a Thomas turn.

As the saying goes, dry for a hundred years, wet for a thousand years, and half-dry and half-wet for only half a year. Even the handle of this dagger has been rusted. It feels rougher than the toilet paper in my grandma's toilet and a bit uncomfortable.