Lumian didn't dare to let himself slow down for too long, for fear that other monsters would come, so he took a short rest, endured the pain in his neck and back, as well as some discomfort inside his body, and squatted next to the monster's corpse.
He was still holding the axe in his right hand, worried that the prey was not completely dead, and maybe it would suddenly jump up like the skinless monster before.
With his left hand, he groped the monster's body and found three 5-kopex copper coins called "Rick" and an empty cloth bag.
"That's it?" Lumian was disappointed not by the lack of money he found, but by not finding items involving extraordinary powers.
If it weren't for the latter, he would have nothing to do and fight this monster to the death?
If it weren't for the fact that he had a certain specialness in the dream, now he had become the other party's food.
Lumian propped himself up and looked at the shotgun monster's head rolling to the side, praying that what he wanted was there.
At this moment, he saw a little crimson light rising from the surface of the monster's body full of penetrating wounds.
They are like fireflies, flying slowly towards the same place in an unstoppable posture.
Lumian's eyes straightened when he saw it, and joy gradually appeared in his heart:
This phenomenon is definitely closely related to extraordinary power!
It didn't take long for a sticky crimson color appeared on the monster's chest, and there were no other spots of light around it.
Lumian carefully bent down and reached for the ball.
This thing was very slippery, he dropped it twice before he successfully picked it up, and weighed it in his palm:
It is very light, has a certain texture and elasticity, and has a very smooth surface......
"What the hell is this?" Lumian once again realized that he was truly illiterate in the occult.
In the silent whisper, he vaguely smelled the smell of blood from this strange crimson thing, and he quickly became impetuous, and an indescribable hostility grew in his body.
For a moment, Lumian wanted to lift the axe and slash the monster's corpse a few more times to vent his inner violent emotions.
Fortunately, Aurore has always emphasized that the pursuit of extraordinary power is a very dangerous thing, and he has taken precautions against this, always monitoring his own situation, and has not let his guard down due to joy, and has discovered something wrong in advance.
"Will it affect my mental state?" Lumian threw the crimson into the cloth bag the monster had found.
As soon as the two sides lost direct contact, he immediately regained the calm after the death battle and the little excitement that had not completely subsided.
There was still a little trembling in his body.
"Sure enough!" After Lumian returned to normal, he whispered happily.
He immediately fastened the bag tightly and hung it on the belt loop.
After thinking about it, Lumian took off the cloth bag again and stuffed it into the inner pocket of his leather jacket.
This makes it less likely to be lost and makes him feel safer!
As the clothes were unfastened, Lumian had a book behind him that lost its support and fell off with a snap.
Its surface is pitted and tattered.
This is an exercise book written by Aurore for Lumian, called "Simulation Training Collection for the Unified Entrance Examination of Colleges and Universities".
Today, it blocked a shotgun blow for Lumian at a crucial moment.
Of course, this is not the credit of its one book.
Lumian picked up the exercise book, walked back to the monster's corpse, and smiled at the dead prey:
"Look, knowledge does equal power!"
After saying this, he originally planned to throw the exercise book on the monster's face, but he thought that his sister had spent a lot of effort to write it, and he was reluctant to do so.
He inserted the exercise book into the belt behind his waist with his backhand, leaned down, dragged the monster's corpse to the trap, threw it in, and then kicked the monster's fallen head down.
After simply cleaning up the battlefield, Lumian endured the pain and discomfort, put aside his axe, took the shotgun that had no bullets, his steel fork and shovel, and retreated towards the wilderness.
He watched behind him as he walked, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
Finally, he crossed the wilderness, returned to his home, went up to the second floor, and entered the bedroom.
Only then did Lumian truly relax, and body aches, obvious discomfort, and intense exhaustion erupted at the same time.
He sat on the edge of the bed and slowed down for a while before regaining some mobility, but he didn't rush to fall asleep and leave, but took off his clothes, put away his books, and walked to the full-length mirror attached to the closet to check his injuries.
His neck was swollen high, and there were five blood-colored fingerprints in the blue and black, and there were obvious bruises on his back.
"There is even a bit of internal injury that Aurore said, and I don't know if it will recover directly next time I come in?" Lumian couldn't help but recall the previous battle and commented on his performance, "Failed, but not far off."
In fact, in the first half of the battle, he could give himself a high score, because not only did he make full use of the monster's weakness that his IQ was not too high, and successfully guided it into the second trap, but also strictly followed the plan in advance, perfectly dealt with the target for a long time, dragging it to a state where the injury was about to explode completely.
In the second half of the battle, the joy of approaching victory, his lack of combat experience, and his disdain for the monster's IQ led him to fall for the monster's fool and almost kill him.
Fortunately, his previous success pushed the monster to its limit, failing to kill him quickly, giving him the opportunity to complete meditation and summon "special".
Frankly speaking, before this, Lumian had never expected that the "special" would have such a big effect, causing the monster to fall into an uncontrollable fear, and he couldn't even break free from being attacked.
He was originally worried that summoning the near-death state brought by summoning "Special" would make it easy for enemies to solve him.
"It's really special, it's also very strong......" In the midst of the sigh, Lumian suddenly had an idea.
The reason why those monsters in the ruins do not enter their homes and turn it into a "safe zone" is because there are more terrifying things in the house, such as the owner of the mysterious voice he heard when he summoned "special"!
Hiss, thinking of this, Lumian couldn't help but gasp.
His subconscious reaction was to quickly search every corner of the house to find the terrifying thing, but quickly dispelled the idea.
For those who can't even beat the shotgun monster, don't provoke the terrifying thing that scares the shotgun monster to the point of not daring to resist!
Since the home is calm, don't lift the fig leaf and try to maintain the current "safe house" state.
It's one day at a time to be able to live like this.
As for the dangers in the future, we will face them later.
"No, not later, after I became extraordinary and became strong to a certain extent." Lumian turned his gaze to the cloth bag he was holding in his left hand.
——Even if he checked the injury in front of the mirror with his upper body bare, he didn't want to let the source of extraordinary power he had finally obtained get out of his control.
"How should I use this thing?" Lumian opened the bag and looked at the crimson ball.
It lies quietly at the bottom of the bag, its shape is not too fixed, but it is obviously lifeless.
Lumian, who lacked occult knowledge, did not know whether to eat it directly or hold a ceremony to fuse the crimson with himself, or to sacrifice it to a hidden being.
The latter two methods were only able to come up with because he read "The Hidden Veil" magazine, but before, he could only hold back one word:
"Eat!"
Lumian was in no hurry to make a decision, and planned to consult with the mysterious woman in the old tavern first.
He felt that the other party should be instructing him on how to use that crimson mass to gain extraordinary power.
Although he didn't know why the other party was willing to do this, he just had such an intuition.
It's really not good, he can still talk to his sister.
Quickly getting dressed, Lumian stuffed the crimson and all the money he got into his inner pocket.
After doing all this, he lay down on the bed.
Intense exhaustion overcame the pain in his neck and back, and the discomfort in his body, causing him to fall asleep quickly.
…………
When Lumian woke up, the sunlight outside had passed through the curtains, illuminating the entire room.
He sat up slowly, only to feel that his whole body was sore, as if he had been beaten hard in a dream.
I was indeed beaten hard...... The injuries in the dream really reflected reality, but there was a significant weakening...... Lumian tried to do some movements, except for the soreness of the muscles, he didn't feel any other effects.
This put his mind at ease.
Then, he took out every pocket on his body.
"No...... No!" Lumian couldn't pull out the crimson lump.
This made him have a solemn expression, his brows furrowed, and he didn't know what to do.
As an item involving extraordinary powers, the crimson did not follow him to reality, which was a bit different from the statement of the mysterious woman in the old tavern!
Lumi calmed down, quickly changed her clothes, and left the room.
The door to the bathroom was open, and Aurore was facing the mirror, brushing her teeth seriously.
"Good morning." Lumian said hello.
"It's not too late, it's you too late......" Aurore said vaguely.
Gurgling, as the ponytail tied into her blonde hair swayed, she spat out the mouthwash in her mouth.
Then, she looked sideways at Lumian:
"What bad did you do when you secretly went out last night?"
"That owl is outside, how dare I go out?" Lumian was very calm.
"Yes." Aurore didn't continue the topic, but said, "Remember to take 5 Felkin to the administrator to take a telegram later."
Lumian nodded.
This was the key to him and Aurore's escape from Kordu Village, and he didn't dare to forget it for a moment.
After breakfast, Lumian went straight to the village square, where the administrator's office was located in a two-story building.
When he arrived, Administrator Beost was still at home, but the others had already started their day's work.
After paying the fee and taking the telegram, Lumian turned around and headed to the old tavern.
Although the mysterious woman probably didn't get up at this time, he was willing to wait.
In the pursuit of extraordinary power, he had been waiting for a long time and did not mind waiting a little longer.
(End of this chapter)