Woodcarving to Record Abnormalities

Chapter 6: Speculation on characteristics

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Calling a takeaway, Shen Xing returned to the workbench and stared at the woodcarving for a while.

He soon discovered that the strength of this mental antibody began to slowly increase again.

Although it seems that the rate of increase is a bit slow, but it keeps increasing like this, and it feels like this unknown golden finger has no bottom line!

After staring at the woodcarving for a while, Shen Xing found that he was very prone to sleepiness during this process, and he would fall asleep quickly if he didn't pay attention, as if staring at this woodcarving is also a work of strength, and he needs to maintain a high mental state at all times.

But as long as you notice this and try to overcome the sleepiness, you can still get past it.

With such a gaze, Shen Xing's mental antibody has been slowly increasing, and soon the light white progress bar is full, and the antibody level is displayed as level 1.

Immediately, the color of the front end of the progress bar changed to white again, beginning to cover the light white that had just been filled, and the level of antibodies was still increasing.

Shen Xing felt really tired at this moment and couldn't stay focused anymore. He opened his mouth and yawned heavily and turned his gaze away.

There was a knock on the door, and the takeaway I ordered arrived.

I got up and opened the door to get the barbecued pork rice for takeout. I sat in the living room and finished quickly.

The phone rang when I was packing the tableware, and when I picked it up, it was Hong Anjie's call.

"Hey, An Jie, how is your situation there?" Shen Xing asked as he packed up the disposable tableware and threw it into the trash.

Hong Anjie’s voice seemed to be in a good mood: "Well, let me know that my dad has been discharged from the hospital today. The doctor said that his blood sugar was too low because he fainted last night. He eats irregularly in the past two days. ."

"Does he still act strangely?" Shen Xing asked.

"No, and I took the initiative to take a shower immediately after I went home." At this point, Hong Anjie said in a low voice: "My dad said that during this period of time, he himself has been feeling muddy. The whole body seems to have been hollowed out, but now there is no such thing. I feel that I am in a good state of mind."

Shen Xing nodded: "It seems that there is nothing wrong. If there are any abnormalities, let me know."

Putting down the phone, he looked up at the half-length wooden sculpture thoughtfully.

Perhaps, after Hong Bin in the woodcarving was locked, Hong Anjie's real father began to sober up. According to this speculation, it seems that the locked Hong Bin indirectly controlled the real Hong Bin's bizarre behavior.

This thought had just appeared, and the silver-white text message that had appeared in my mind suddenly flashed again.

[Hong Bin, 35% understanding of current characteristics. 】

"Wonima? The level of understanding of the characteristic value has improved?!" Shen Xing looked inwardly at the text prompt in his mind.

He remembers that at the very beginning, the prompt when this line of text appeared was "20% understanding of the characteristic value", which means that he knew 20% of the characteristics of Hong Bin trapped in the woodcarving.

Most of the 20% appeared because I had discovered the existence of two Hong Bins.

And now because he knew that Hong Anjie's real father was getting better, Shen Xing had just made that speculation about the fake Hongbin. He didn't expect that this speculation would directly increase his understanding of his characteristics by 15%.

Now Shen Xing understands that as long as he understands the characteristics of fake Hongbin more deeply, this value will increase.

As for the result of increasing to 100%, it is temporarily unknown.

After thinking about it, he called Hong Anjie again and asked him to ask where Hong Bin went the other day. What did you do? Who encountered during this period

If you can understand the cause of the matter, it might be of greater help to yourself to master the characteristics of the fake Hongbin in the woodcarving.

Hong Anjie said: "I have been questioning my dad in the past few days, and I have asked some questions. Wait, I will let him answer the phone and tell you directly."

After a while, Hong Bin's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hey, Xiao Shen."

Shen Xing said: "Trouble you, Uncle Hong, please tell me, have you encountered anything weird some time ago?"

Hong Bin nodded: "Okay. Well, I felt inexplicably irritable that day, so I went to walk around the rape field outside my home. You know that the rapeseed in our suburbs has grown very well these past two days. After I went out, I was caught in the wind. As soon as I blew, I felt that I was very transparent, the irritability disappeared, and I was much more comfortable. Later I saw someone squatting in the field, having nothing to do, so I approached and asked him what he was doing, but he didn't speak."

"Did he turn around to see you?" Shen Xing asked.

"No, I haven't seen him." Hong Bin shook his head. "After he didn't speak, I felt that this person was acting suspiciously. I took two steps forward and asked him what he was doing. But the person still squatted with his back to me. , He was busy with something, but he finally answered me, saying he was counting rapeseed."

"I was wondering at the time. I don't know what this person is doing to count the rapeseed? And the thing is densely packed, how to count?" Hong Bin continued, "I patted his shoulder, ready to see what he was doing. He still didn't look back, but said in his mouth, I count one, you count two, I count three, you count four, I count five..."

"Is he talking to you?" Shen Xing frowned.

Hong Bin’s tone became a little horrified, and said, “I don’t know if he is talking to himself or talking to me. In short, the only thing I remember is that I immediately counted the number of six, and then just did everything. Can not remember."

Shen Xing was surprised: "In other words, did you count with him?"

"Yes, I'm completely defenseless." Hong Bin said affirmatively: "I didn't remember that I had counted them. It was my son An Jie who had been asking me for these two days, and slowly I remembered it. "

"Later when consciousness recovered, where were you?" Shen Xing asked.

"I was in the hospital and said it was because I fainted or the neighbor called for an ambulance for me." Hong Bin answered truthfully.

The phone seemed to be on the speakerphone, when Hong Anjie's voice came.

"It was when I was in your rental house. My dad fainted at home at that time and was sent to the hospital."

Shen Xing nodded. At this moment, he was finally sure that the real Hong Bin had fully recovered after his woodcarving included the fake Hong Bin.

In other words, the person Hong Bin met who was squatting in the rape field with his back facing him was not a living person. This person used countless strange methods to find Hong Bin as a substitute, making Hong Bin himself confused. No consciousness.

And that person seemed to have copied Hong Bin's memory and became another person exactly like him, walking all over the street.

While Shen Xing was thinking about it, the silver-white font in his mind suddenly appeared again.

[Hong Bin, 60% understanding of current features. 】

At this moment, I did not expect that the degree of understanding of the characteristics rose again.

It seems that the ghost indeed copied the real Hong Bin in this way, and then pretended to be another person exactly the same.

Perhaps, after copying himself as Hong Bin, this ghost originally planned to replace his life and drive away the unconscious real Hong Bin, but for some unknown reason, he did not do so.

After speculating in his heart, Shen Xing waited for something to happen.

But this time after a while, nothing happened.

Shen Xing continued to speculate.

Perhaps, the fake Hong Bin did not intend to replace the real Hong Bin, but simply made himself the same as Hong Bin by copying or finding a substitute.

As soon as I thought of this, the silver font in my mind changed again.

[Hong Bin, 85% understanding of current features. 】(End of this chapter)