I Have a City in a Different World

The billowing smoke rose and shrouded the city like a thick dark cloud.

When you smell the pungent smell, you know that this is the smoke produced by burning, and the source is the chimneys on the ground.

This is a city full of factories.

Busy and numb people, guarding the fast-moving machines, dare not be negligent for a moment.

Otherwise, a little carelessness may result in accidental injury or death.

The noisy production workshop suddenly made a loud noise, followed by the soaring smoke.

Dozens of workers were buried in a factory boiler due to an accidental explosion.

The factory owner was furious and couldn't stop cursing. What he cared about was not the casualties, but that the accident would affect his earnings.

Organized workers were constantly cleaning up the collapsed houses, and every now and then a corpse would be brought out.

Some unlucky guys have been smashed into patties.

The bystanders are all indifferent, they have seen many production accidents, and more serious incidents often occur.

The police were in charge of the command, city hall officials chattered, and the factory owner kept laughing and secretly stuffing money into his pockets.

A reporter with a civilized cap is writing and drawing with a notebook, and occasionally takes a photo of a corpse.

This production accident will be recorded in the daily newspaper published tomorrow.

The worker in charge of the rescue found another worker lying under the machine table.

"Found another one, and it doesn't seem to be dead."

"This lucky boy, if he avoids a little slower, he can only find his head in his chest."

"I think his family might be disappointed not to get that pension."

"It's not a good deal to exchange two hundred yuan for a life."

"Don't think that there is little money, it's pretty good to get money. Many dead workers are secretly thrown into the Norton River, and their families can't even see the bodies..."

The workers in charge of the rescue, chatting in a casual tone, lifted the unconscious young man out of the rubble.

The injured were carried to the next room for simple treatment and diagnosis, and then they were sent to the hospital for treatment.

The carriage in charge of collecting the corpses has already pulled away a carload of corpses, and will continue to return soon.

The injured young man was also loaded into a carriage and taken to the community hospital without hesitation.

There was no medical staff to accompany him, only the driver in charge of driving the car, who didn't care whether the wounded was dead or alive.

In fact, on the way, the young man has already died.

But just as he was about to arrive at the hospital, the young man who had already died suddenly opened his eyes.

There was no confusion in his eyes, on the contrary, he was extremely fierce, and looked around coldly.

"There is heaven and earth energy, but it is relatively thin, but more of it is divine power, there are thousands of kinds..."

The young man who came back from the dead was the one chosen by Tang Zhen.

He originally wanted to find a normal indigenous resident to use as his descendant, but he found that the soul was weak, and he could not complete the capture at all.

He could only settle for the next best thing, choosing this kind of goal that just died, and he successfully completed the descent of the soul.

Only in this way, he first needs to repair his own wounds, but also to prevent his injuries from worsening and dying.

Not only is it time-consuming, but there is also the possibility of encountering unknown dangers.

Tang Zhen immediately tried to heal his wounds through cultivation, but found that the energy in this world was quite chaotic.

The energy of heaven and earth is the basic component, but it is in a looming state, the power of wandering around,

Instead, it became very active.

In a flash, he realized that these chaotic divine powers should come from the fallen gods in the sky.

After they fell, the uncontrolled release of divine power spread throughout the world.

As long as you have the talent for cultivation and carefully sense it, you can discover the existence of divine power.

Such divine power can be absorbed, allowing people to gain extraordinary power, but it will also pay a huge price for it.

Similar to Divine Power, the backlash is not that serious, because the two are not the same level at all.

But even so, absorbing this kind of divine power practice is still a very cruel thing.

To endure enough damage, to endure the pain of perversion, can become stronger and stronger.

But when the limit is exceeded, the practitioner will die and become a terrible monster after death.

Using this kind of divine power to practice requires not only talent, but also strong endurance.

Knowing the danger of this divine power, Tang Zhen naturally would not borrow it easily, but like panning for gold in the sand, constantly absorbing the free energy of heaven and earth.

An existence like him does not need any exercises at all, but directly absorbs the energy of heaven and earth.

In a short period of time, the extremely weak internal organs regained their vitality.

At the same time, the wounds of the body are also healed at an extremely fast speed.

Tang Zhen twisted like a snake, his body made a crisp sound, and the broken bones were forcibly returning to their original positions.

This process was very painful, his body twitched and sweated involuntarily, but Tang Zhen was always expressionless.

He could feel pain, but he didn't feel uncomfortable, but instead had a long-lost excitement.

The more pain, the more excited, the more certain hormones the body secretes, causing Tang Zhen's body to have green veins like earthworms, and they keep wriggling and undulating.

It even climbed over the neck and spread to the entire face.

The driver didn't know anything about this scene, he was just waving a whip with a wooden pipe in his mouth.

It didn't take long before they arrived at the door of the hospital.

"Come and help, there is another unlucky guy, I hope he can come out alive."

The coachman said loudly, turned to look at Tang Zhen in the car, but saw that he did not move.

"Should he be dead?"

Even so, the coachman did not move, but waited for the hospital staff.

With the sound of footsteps, a car pushed out and stopped behind the carriage.

With the help of the coachman, Tang Zhen was dragged onto a trolley, and then pushed into the hospital.

The hospital was busy, and Tang Zhen was not the only one injured. All the doctors had already come to the rescue.

In an operating room, the doctor was amputating his leg with a hacksaw, and the patient screamed in pain.

There are also some wounded, covered in blood, lying weak on the beds.

In such a backward era, once the injury is serious, it depends on luck to survive.

Tang Zhen was pushed into the house, but he was not immediately treated because the doctor had no time.

Just put on the bed, waiting for the doctor to check.

Tang Zhen, who was recovering in secret, naturally did not need a doctor's treatment, otherwise it would probably make things worse.

These bad doctors are simply treating people as animals. Of course, this is not their intention, but the medical level is too low.

At this moment, Tang Zhen had no way to walk down the ground, otherwise he would definitely get up and leave immediately.

In another half an hour, the broken leg bones will heal, the damaged muscles and tendons will be repaired, and you will be able to walk on the ground.

As a result, at this moment, a slight footstep sounded, which caught Tang Zhen's attention.

If the judgment is correct, the other party is walking towards him.

If it is a medical staff, there is no problem, but Tang Zhen clearly felt a trace of malice.

The guy who is close to you wants to be bad for yourself.

Tang Zhen thought of this, opened his eyes slightly, and then saw a woman in a nurse's uniform who had quietly come to him.

The woman's hand took out from her pocket, held a black syringe, and pierced it at Tang Zhen's chest.