Demon Hunter and His Hut - Chapter 165

Chapter 165 42 Narcissus Street (7)

The medicine is absorbed, and then flows through the blood vessels throughout the body, and then a strange stream rises from the body.

The feeling is a bit unspeakable, it is painful but not painful. If there is that special substance in the body, the medicine will flow into it after it takes effect, and then it will cause severe pain.

But now, there was a faint pain in the body, but when I felt it carefully, I couldn’t find it, and the medicine scattered in the body seemed to be looking for something.

In this way, Roger waited quietly until the feeling disappeared, and the pain that Ingmar said did not appear.

“I’m not the Son of God?”

Roger stood up and quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He was still a little uneasy after thinking about it. The feeling just now was too special, not in any of the situations described by Ingmar.

He reconfigured a potion, and after a period of rest, he drank it again.

It didn’t take long for the familiar feeling to reappear, but it was only a little strange, so Roger was completely relieved.

“Maybe because of my special physique.”

Compared with other demon hunters, Roger had taken too many potions, and his body had been tempered three times, his internal organs had been altered, and it was understandable that there had been some errors.

Since killing three people in front of the cabin last time, Roger has been a little worried.

“Now I can finally rest assured.”

“When you find all the materials, complete the trial of green grass, and become a real demon hunter, you can truly enjoy life.”

A boulder in his heart finally fell, Roger also relaxed. Time came to noon, after eating a little, and resting for a while, he came to the mist hut again.

There is no day and night in the misty world. During the day there, the sky is gray. When the fog covers the entire space, it is equivalent to night.

After entering, Roger went straight through the iron door on the second floor and came to another safe point. He did not practice in the training room downstairs. Roger pushed open the door and walked outside.

There is no fog, and the time is in the daytime here.

The corpses of the monsters he killed before disappeared, and there was no blood left on the ground.

After the previous events, Roger knew that in this weird world, whenever the fog subsided, the remaining corpses, blood stains and even the destroyed houses would be restored to their original appearance.

His range of activities is limited now, but Roger still intends to walk around and learn about the environment.

The assimilation process was terminated, but many rules here were still changed. Roger climbed up the roof along the wall and looked around.

A large compact house has a panoramic view, and in the distance is the core area they have been to.

Roger doesn’t understand architecture, but his style has at least a century of history, without obvious modern facilities.

The houses are all wooden structures, and although the pavement is paved with bluestone, it is obviously the inherent characteristics left over from the unfinished assimilation.

At this moment, the light from the corner of his eye glanced, and a familiar street appeared in front of him.

“Narcissus Street?”

Roger was taken aback for a moment and jumped off the roof. From his perspective, he could just see the street he saw when he entered the core area.

It’s just that what he saw was the street, and now he is at the end of the street.

Roger walked forward. Due to restricted activities, he could only enter the end of Shuixian Street more than 10 meters away.

You can only enter at most one house on the side of the street.

“Is this place really at a certain stage in the history of Rose Street?”

In the process of assimilation, different spaces will extract reality, but it is not limited to reality. Everything in front of you is almost reproduced from a certain period of Rose Street.

However, it is not known how much content has been changed due to the rules.

With curiosity, Roger walked into a house on the left hand side of the street.

An iron plate is hung at the door of the house. The left half of the iron row is printed with an angular daffodil, and the right half reads No. 42 Narcissus Street in Menian.

“Number 42?”

“How are the numbers of the whole street arranged?”

Roger immediately ran to the opposite side of the street. On the opposite house number plate, No. 43 Narcissus Street was engraved.

He continued to walk forward until his body was blocked by an invisible barrier.

Although it restricted his actions, it couldn’t restrict his gaze.

Roger swept to both sides of the street, limited by the angle, he could only see the numbers on the number plates of a few nearby houses.

“It’s in order.”

Look back to the end of the street.

“Where did 48 Narcissus Street go?”

“Did you not be assimilated because of a process problem?”

Roger didn’t know what kind of situation it was. He didn’t think about it any more, but walked directly into 42 Narcissus Street.

This is an ordinary residential house with narrow space and low height of each floor, which makes people feel very depressing.

The furnishings in the room are outdated, without any dust, as if they have always been inhabited.

Going down the stairs to the second floor, there are separate rooms on both sides of the stairs. No abnormality can be seen on the surface, but for some reason, Roger always feels something is wrong in it.

Without finding any information, he left from No. 42 and walked into No. 43 on the opposite side.

The structure of Room 43 is similar to that of Room 42, and Roger finally found the problem after walking around the room a few times.

These two houses have no windows on the side facing the street!

This is extremely abnormal, and it seems intentional to keep people walking on the street from noticing what is happening in the room.

Although a few windows were opened in the other direction, the diameter of the windows was so small that even ordinary adults could not enter.

These tiny windows are distributed on the wall, it seems that they are not for lighting at all, but more like forming a pattern.

“At least it proves that this street really exists. For the rest, we need to find a specific period and find out some things.”

Roger suddenly thought of something, and quickly walked downstairs. He took off the iron plate on the door and took a closer look. A string of letters was engraved on the stem of the daffodil.

“Stuart.”

“Is it the last name of the owner of this street?”

This was really an unexpected surprise. Roger ran across the street again and found the same letter on the house plate.

The Stuart family, knowing the name of this family, will be much easier to find next, at least with a general direction.

When Roger was happy, he suddenly heard a heavy gasp behind him.

Along with the gasp, a strong sense of oppression came from behind.

The hair on the back of his neck counted down, and Roger turned his head slowly.

More than 30 meters away behind him, a huge black figure was slowly approaching.

“That guy is still there?!”

What appeared in front of Roger was nothing but the demon cow they followed when they escaped from the core area.

One of its eyes had rotted, and it was clear that Henrik’s shot at that time still caused considerable damage to it.

In addition, its body is also covered with large and small scars.

At this time, Roger was farther away from the hut than the monster. If he rushed up, he would definitely face a head-on blow from the demon cow!

At the same time, a faint mist rose from around.

Thick fog fell.