Chương 4: Chapter 4 Victor and Sabre-toothed Tiger
Victor, who entered the conscious world for the first time, still did not understand what was happening. All he knew was that he had just meditated in the basement and the next moment he was here where everything was dark. There is no ghost place.
But he quickly realized that not everything is bad. Two bright red eyes were looking at him from a distance, with hatred in their eyes as if they wanted to eat him.
The possession of these eyes happened soon. Victor was attacked by the largest prehistoric cat on earth, a saber-toothed tiger.
Realizing that the beast was killing him quickly, Victor's first reaction was to turn and run. But he quickly realized that he made a wrong choice.
As the largest prehistoric cat on earth, the toothed cat can reach a length of 2.7 meters and a weight of 200-400 kilograms. And although it has a huge and strong body, it is very fast.
Compared to the fast and strong tiger, Victor was no different from a small chicken. As soon as he turned back, the saber-toothed tiger threw him to the ground.
It was followed by a roar and a sharp pain in his neck, but the death that Victor expected did not come.
Victor's eyes darkened as he was bitten and then found himself in the basement, his body still in a meditative state.
Just when he thought he had just accidentally fallen asleep and had a nightmare, a strong murderous intention and the desire to attack all living things around him appeared in his mind and soon occupied all his thoughts.
Victor, who is filled with killing intent, just wants to transform into a beast, break free from the chains on his body, and then kill everyone in sight, and he has already thought of the first one, which is the old creed.
But this was destined to be a futile, impotent rage, as his body had not grown enough to break free from the chains made of steel.
And as his strength grew, Old Creed also specially strengthened the fixed iron nails at both ends of the iron chain to prevent the nails from falling off.
After struggling for several hours, the exhausted Victor panted and fell on the stone bed. He got into a healthy routine and finally came to his senses.
Although he returned to normal thinking, he didn't have the extra energy to think about the reason for his sudden madness, and so he lay in a dazed state on the stone bed.
When Old Creed entered the basement and was about to begin his daily activities, he saw Victor fast asleep on the stone bed.
As Old Creed looked at the calm, almost childlike face, he wondered for a moment if he was really that cruel to Victor.
But soon another face came to his mind, similar and young. He had already lost one son and could not afford a second beast. Everything he did was right and God would save him. and Victor.
In fact, he also thought of another way to deal with it: kill Victor and then call the police to surrender. In this case, he will be released from the death penalty.
But just when he thought he was doomed to die, Old Creed suddenly realized that Victor could still be saved. He would not leave his son easily without saying that a God-fearing man should be useful for serving the Lord.
"So let's begin today's redemption."
With that, Old Creed kicked the lying Victor in the stomach and then took a half step back to prepare for Victor's mad attack.
As a result, the intended counterattack failed. Poor Victor had no strength to stand up after being hit hard in his sleep, so he had to hold his stomach and bend over to reduce the impact area.
And Victor's reaction definitely exceeded Old Creed's expectations (the excellent sound effect of the basement insulation did not let him know what had happened to Victor earlier).
However, this does not affect his next actions. Since no imaginary resistance has come, we begin with atonement.
Next, Old Creed began pulling Victor's teeth in his familiar fashion. Pulling himself out, he threw himself on the stone bed and left the basement.
Because Victor had no strength to resist during this process, he was not beaten violently, but fortunately, the self-healing factor was still working.
And what was different from before was that Victor could clearly feel that his teeth were growing and recovering. Before that, he had been passively waiting for self-healing factors to restore his body.
It has never been possible to fully perceive the condition of the injured part like now, and it seems that I can control this recovery ability and let it continue to repair or stop.
Just as Victor was trying out his new abilities, Mrs. Creed went into the basement with food, clothes, and books that Victor wanted to read.
In the dark basement, only a weak candle gave off a weak light that brought little light and warmth.
His poor son Viktor was lying on a stone bed, his lips and face were full of blood and he looked so weak and helpless.
Although he made irreparable mistakes before, he became like an animal, he was his child.
"Mother"
Victor noticed the lady. the arrival of Creed. He braced himself with his arms and leaned against the wall next to the stone bed to prevent himself from falling again.
"Galib, how are you?" Did he hurt you?"
Mrs. Creed quickly realized that something was wrong with Victor. Although Victor usually looked covered in blood, he was still energetic.
But like today, it was the first time that I had almost no blood stains on my clothes, but I was so exhausted that I couldn't even sit up.
"No, Mom. It has nothing to do with Dad. He just kicked me today, pulled out my teeth, and then left. After all, he only "called" me and didn't insult me, right? did not leave Mrs. Creed's eye.
"Victor..."
"I won't kill him. If I run away, I will not kill him. At least he didn't kill me, right? And if I really did, wouldn't that prove he was right? I'm not turning into an animal, at least not yet.'
Finally, a sad and sad Mrs. Creed came out of the basement, Victor, who got peace and care, also got a lot of strength.
He remembered what he had experienced after meditation, from what happened in the dark room with nothing and a saber-toothed tiger in it, to why he flew into a rage after being bitten.
Actually, he wasn't completely clueless, but he wasn't sure. This is a very bold idea: this place is actually the space of his consciousness, and the saber-toothed tiger is the wild animal nature that he embodies.
Actually, the intention of the sword tigers was not to kill him, but to become one with him again, and that was it.
The violence that follows is undoubtedly caused by the exaggeration of the "thaw", which can also be seen in Victor's post-"passion" exhaustion.
Does Victor think so, it's very simple. You will know when you want to meditate again.
And since it is your own conscious space, does that mean you can control it? If possible, many excellent operations can be attempted.
As it happened, Old Creed went about his daily routine for the day and didn't return until tomorrow. Victor had a lot of time to think and deal with crises.
Hesitation was never Sabretooth's patience. After confirming what he wanted to do, Victor immediately began his second meditation.
Although Victor realizes that this may be his conscious space and that he can control it, he doesn't really know how to do so.
But fortunately, you can enter it through meditation. you can easily escape (by death bite). So if you try it a few times, you will always master the method.
Even if he was furious after leaving, it's not irreversible, is it? Because he is locked in the basement, but he can do nothing but read.
And it was not in vain. At least after the last meditation, he had mastered the skills to control his healing ability, and his control over his body had also improved to a higher level.
This shows that meditation is good for oneself, and if one can completely control or suppress one's "animal nature" through meditation, the day of escape is not far off.
It was for this and other reasons and considerations that Victor immediately began to think and this time he quickly reached the space of his consciousness.
Still the same scene, still the same big cat; the only difference is that the saber-toothed tiger seems to be angrier.
However, Victor didn't take it to heart because he already knew that the other party could not cause substantial harm to him, so he did not panic and even looked at him with a little scrutiny, which made the saber-toothed tiger hesitate and not attack rashly. It was those same eyes that were staring at Victor.
In this way, one person and one tiger (mao) played a game of big eyes and small eyes in Victor's consciousness space. If they were given a narration, the content would be as follows:
"Boy! What are you looking at?"
"Look at you!"
"Try another one!"
"Just try it!"
And just when Victor thought he could continue in an infinite loop with Saber-Tooth Tiger, he bought enough time for him to try to control this consciousness space.
The toothy tiger turned the tables.
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