ocean-life Chapter 373 Human-Tiger Sequence
Chapter 373 Human-Tiger Sequence
Salmon train camp.
Beside the truck, Ivan was leaning against the wheel, smoking, the flame flickering in the night.
Cigarettes were a luxury in the apocalypse, and he had to pay with a can of cigarettes to get half a pack of Liqun cigarettes from the stall.
Regardless of whether it can suppress the problem now, the long-lost, unique tobacco scent still lingers in his memory.
"Can you get used to smoking it?" Shao Bing leaned over and glanced into the car window. Ivan hesitated for a moment but still reluctantly handed Shao Bing a cigarette.
"I won't smoke!" His last puff of cigarette was left on the battlefield, left behind when he fought alongside his comrades.
Since his escape from the apocalypse, he hasn't smoked again, not because he hasn't had the chance, but because he can no longer taste that flavor.
"The cigarettes are good, but there's too little of them. Also, I traded them for the rations I've saved up!" Ivan added.
The truck was carrying supplies for the convoy, so he was very conscientious.
"That's not what I meant!"
Shao Bing was only there to watch over Xiao Wu's awakening, not to interrogate him.
They are all people of Great Xia, and there is no reason for foreigners to guard the place while their own people remain indifferent.
"Phew..." Ivan didn't really care whether he meant it or not, but he still cherished the present moment.
Shao Bing leaned against the car door, his gaze fixed on the huddled figure in the passenger seat.
"How long has it been?" Shao Bing asked in a low voice.
"More than half an hour." Ivan stubbed out his cigarette and casually put the butt back into the cigarette pack.
In the passenger seat, Xiao Wu's condition was not good; after drinking the medicine, he completely lost consciousness.
Sweat had already soaked through his clothes, and his skin was an unnatural flush. He looked like a shrimp thrown into boiling water, arching violently and then falling back down.
His breathing was sometimes rapid like a storm on a mountaintop, and sometimes lingering like a thin mist on a river.
With each violent spasm, the bones emitted a faint crackling sound, as if they were being forcibly reshaped by some force.
He himself felt as if he had been thrown into a nightmare from which he could not wake up.
Neither of them spoke; they simply waited in silence.
If promotion can help, then awakening is a revolution within oneself, something outsiders can't interfere with.
Shao Bing had actually witnessed many awakening scenes before.
Most people manage to get through it successfully, but a very small number die along the way.
He also saw ruthless individuals who awakened their powers while fighting on the battlefield.
Every awakening is a gamble.
The stakes are oneself.
Everyone was eagerly anticipating the start of the betting game, without exception.
In the passenger seat, Xiao Wu's body suddenly bulged violently, as if it were both enlarged and robust.
This reminded Shao Bing of Yang Fan's awakening process.
"Well……"
With a painful howl, Xiao Wu's hands suddenly sprouted claws like sharp blades, digging firmly into the edge of the seat, and his entire upper body seemed to turn into warm, oily fur.
"Hold on," Shao Bing growled. At least half the battle was won.
Time passed in silence.
one second.
ten seconds.
One minute.
Xiao Wu's body has undergone countless adaptations, seemingly to be adjusted in a more suitable direction.
at last
His breathing became steady.
Uniform.
Long and drawn out.
Like a wild beast waiting to be hunted
"Did it work?" Ivan poked half his head in, his voice filled with barely suppressed anticipation.
Shao Bing didn't answer, he just stared at Xiao Wu's face.
That once youthful and somewhat childish face now seemed to have undergone some inexplicable changes.
Her eyebrows and eyes are still the same, but the feeling she gives off is completely different.
All the changes his body had just undergone had disappeared.
There doesn't seem to be anything special about it.
Xiao Wu's eyelids twitched.
Then, she slowly opened her eyes.
What kind of eyes were those?
Deep within the pupil, a flash of dark golden light disappeared, like the imprint of some ancient totem, leaving a fleeting glow on the retina.
Then, the light went out, and peace returned.
"I..." Xiao Wu began, his voice hoarse from severe dehydration.
He looked down at his hands.
It was still the same hands, not turned into scales, not grown claws, and without any other unusual features.
But he could sense that something had completely changed.
Shao Bing opened the car door and leaned down to look at him.
"How are you feeling?"
Xiao Wu looked up, met Shao Bing's gaze, remained silent for two seconds, and then suddenly grinned.
That smile carried an indescribable complexity—a mixture of relief, lingering fear, exhaustion from surviving a disaster, and an…uncontrollable excitement.
"Soldier," he said, his voice still a little hoarse, but it had calmed down.
"I've really awakened! Is this the human-tiger sequence?" His voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement.
As he spoke, his palm turned into a tough and thick tiger's paw, and his upper body began to transform into a beast uncontrollably.
"A Siberian tiger?" Ivan poked half his head in, his eyes wide open.
"It really awakened into a tiger?" Shao Bing asked in surprise.
At this time, Xiao Wu's upper body was still human, but he had many tiger-like features.
Dark golden fur spread from its spine, covering its entire back and shoulders, gleaming with a wild beast-like sheen in the moonlight.
His hands had become completely beast-like—thick tiger paws with sharp claws, and each clenched fist could make a faint whistling sound as it cut through the air.
This is simply a perfect work that combines power and art.
Unfortunately, Xiao Wu was still too thin, so much so that after transforming into a beast, he looked like a tiger cub.
"This...this is the sequence?" Xiao Wu's voice trembled with disbelief.
The overwhelming power he had never felt before gave him an unprecedented sense of security.
"Not bad, just a bit too thin. He looks more like a cat. He needs to eat more so he can be as strong as me!" Ivan was very satisfied with Xiao Wu's current condition.
"Don't be nervous, try to pull it back," Shao Bing encouraged.
Xiao Wu paused for a moment, then looked down at his hands.
Take it back?
He tried to draw upon his own sequence energy.
The dark golden fur spreading from the spine, the thick tiger paws, the barely perceptible tail extending from the tailbone—all began to...
Wait, the tail?
Xiao Wu suddenly opened his eyes and looked back—
A dark golden tiger tail was emerging from its lower back, with a tuft of black down at the end swaying gently in the night breeze.
"Fuck!" Xiao Wu couldn't help but swear.
Ivan laughed so hard he slammed his fist on the car door: "Hahaha, kid, you've got a tail now!"
Shao Bing couldn't help but chuckle.
Xiao Wu's face turned bright red as he desperately tried to retract his tail, but the thing seemed to have its own consciousness and instead thrashed around even more wildly.
"Calm down," Shao Bing said, pressing down on his shoulder.
"It's normal to not be able to control your body's changes in the early stages of awakening; you'll get used to it!"
Xiao Wu took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
He closed his eyes again, feeling the unfamiliar power within his body.
It was like a river that had just awakened, flowing slowly through his body, each pulse bringing a completely new sensation.
Wild animal senses.
He could hear the crackling of the campfire in the opposite camp a hundred meters away, and he could distinguish dozens of different smells carried on the wind.
Is this the extraordinary world?
This made him less eager to relinquish his full beast-like characteristics.
He can "smell" the differences in the scent of everyone in the team.
Ah, no, that's not right.
Dao Ge seems to have no flavor.