It wasn't far from the path he had passed out on, and he could see it when he fought in the forest, so Glenn wasn't lost.
His eyes were sometimes blurry and sometimes clear, he felt his body was so soft like a mollusk, he wanted to sleep on the spot for a while.
But from the original owner's memories, this place was very weird and scary, so if he closed his eyes, he probably wouldn't be able to open them again.
The sky is already completely dark, only a full moon hangs quietly in the night, spreading the moonlight although illuminates the road ahead, but Ge Lun did not feel a trace of peace of mind.
Ahead of a broken road sign stuck crookedly on the side of the road, on which was written in the common language of the human race in this world: Bayek.
This was the good place that the original owner, Dylan, had chosen.
He was feeling lucky that such a cheap house was actually bought by him, and was secretly proud of himself for a while.
It wasn't until he followed the homeowner to this town that he felt a little something was wrong.
Glenn crossed over to the street sign with a pale face, a cool breeze blowing through and the sign creaking with a few arduous noises.
I hope there won t be any monsters at night ... Gehlen prayed in his heart.
Looking back through his memories, the original owner had always heard some spine-tingling and odd noises every night since he had generally entered this town.
A few times it seemed to be the sound of something scratching across one's window.
Because of these, the original owner had not slept well for several days.
The town of Bayeux was very silent at night, the silence was suffocating.
Glenn did his best not to make a sound and walked slowly on the road paved by stone slabs.
There were tall weeds between the cracks of the stone slabs, and it looked desolate.
Having to endure the pain as well as being alert to possible dangers around him, Glenn's spirit was incredibly tired.
Finally, he saw his house, which was situated in the middle of two large houses, with vegetation climbing up the outer walls, so shabby in comparison to its neighbors.
The original owner, Dylan, had bought a two-story private house with an attached garden and a dilapidated warehouse not much bigger than a dog kennel.
Finally arrived ... Glenn heart was happy, so he accelerated his footsteps.
Woof! Woof! Woof!
Suddenly, a few manic barks rang out, nearly scaring Glenn's soul away.
In such a quiet night suddenly heard such a loud noise, anyone else would be scared.
Turning his head to look, it was a big and strong bulldog with fierce eyes, baring its teeth and barking furiously towards himself.
This is to live next to their neighbors raised, the owner is a tall old man, usually like to bully the original owner, not to mention the eccentric temper, but also often to the original owner's home to take things, whether the original owner to see it or not, as if it is their own.
This bulldog also dog fighting often chased after the original master bite, tore up his several sets of clothes.
Although the original owner was once a playboy, but since the change in the family, the heart has changed a lot, and the old man is obviously stronger than him, not the original owner Dylan can resist.
On top of that, the old man often carries a shotgun, the original owner would be even more afraid to make a mistake.
Glenn stopped, his eyes coldly looking at the bulldog, and his right hand was already touching his dagger.
The bulldog suddenly sniffed hard in the air, an excited light showing in the dog's eyes.
It smelled the odor of blood.
After a low bark, it licked its teeth and approached Glenn.
Noticing the change in the bulldog, Gren didn't move in place, and his right hand was already gripping the dagger tightly.
He could see that this beast, today, wanted to eat human flesh! Then he himself couldn't stay his hand.
Perhaps it was because he was used to bullying Dylan, the bulldog had no fear of humans at all, and still continued to approach, lunging when it was only two meters away!
Ge Lun reacted quickly, while his body was to the side, his dagger drew a perfect curved moon, accurately stabbing into the bulldog's neck.
The man and the dog staggered away from each other, Glenn stumbled on his feet and nearly fell, while the dog collapsed on the ground and convulsed.
Glenn was surprised to find that although his spirit was wilted, his strength was restored quite a bit.
What he originally thought he would just fall over, actually stabilized.
Not bothering to care about the reason, Glenn did not look at the wailing vicious dog on the ground and directly walked into the courtyard of his house and took out the key under a rock to open the door and enter.
There was a musty smell in the house, but it wasn't strong.
For now Glenn didn't care to ogle the furnishings, he just wanted to rest.
Closing the door and stepping up the wooden stairs, he ran without pause to his bedroom.
The moment he pushed open the bedroom door, his whole body fell straight onto the still soft bed.
The taut nerves finally relaxed, and his consciousness began to be disoriented ...
I don't know how long he had slept for, in the middle of his half-asleep, Glenn felt a strong hunger in his abdomen, which made it very difficult for him, but he didn't have any idea of getting up himself.
He was so tired that even such hunger could not drag him out of bed.
And the moment before he was conscious of going to sleep again, he seemed to hear the movement of some creature gnawing away.
Outside the bedroom window.
The bright wheel of the moon filtered its light into the bedroom, and a long, thin figure shifted outside the window.
A long, thin forelimb slowly scratched across the wall, making a slight, sharp scraping sound, and it was clear that the creature had claws ...
Day Two.
Glenn woke up with an intense hunger.
He jumped out of bed just as soon as he opened his bloodshot eyes, after getting rest, his spirit was no longer as tired as yesterday, only the hunger was still tormenting him.
Glenn had never experienced this kind of hunger before, it was almost destroying his sanity, and he hated everything in his stomach.
Rushing out of the bedroom, he headed straight for the kitchen, remembering that the original owner had left some leftovers and ingredients.
One messy rumble later and Glenn had turned the kitchen upside down.
Whether it was leftover lettuce or moldy food, he wolfed it down as if it were a meal, and the horrible hunger pangs only eased a little.
What in the world is going on? It was reasonable to say that he had only been starving for a day and a night, but he wouldn't be starving like this, right? Glenn sat down on the messy kitchen floor and wrinkled his nose deeply.
It still feels like I'm hungry, I have to eat something else ... Glenn climbed up after sitting for a while.
He suddenly eeped as he realized that his body seemed to be much stronger and felt especially powerful when he got up.
Glenn touched his arms and could feel that the muscles seemed to have become very strong and were a circle larger than the original owner used to be.
Is this because I came across? The golden finger is physical strengthening? Glenn now did not have the heart to think too much, looking for something to eat is the priority, so he put down the doubt for the time being.
After rummaging through the house again, he didn't find anything to eat, which made Glenn very agonized.
Should we go a bit outside the town to buy food? Glenn thought as he sat on the couch in the living room.
There wasn't any place to trade in this town, the residents of Bayek all went out to trade.
If you want to get resources you have to go to another town, but the distance isn't close, so you usually leave early and return late.
The balance on his body is not much more ... Just as Geren was getting entangled, he heard a familiar voice shouting from outside.
"Torrey! Torrey! Baby where have you been?"
It was the old man's voice, and Torrey was the dog's name.
Glenn suddenly smiled when he heard the voice ...