Hogwarts: I'm just here to enjoy the magic

Two speculations, it is difficult to say which one is the truth.

Jack himself felt that the second possibility was higher.

Although it would seem strange to say that his birth was caused by an epidemic, this statement can directly eliminate the middleman.

Just like the T-virus in Resident Evil, in addition to mutating people, there is also a slight chance that people can gain superpowers.

The various manifestations of the epidemic are really very similar to it.

If the cause of the epidemic is attributed to the raging of a special virus, then everything seems to become logical.

Except for the Ascended one, which is a bit out of place.

Of course, those who ascended can also be regarded as super powerful virus individuals who have evolved independent consciousness.

Looking at it this way...

It seems that the logical loop has been completed and everything makes sense.

However, all this is just speculation. More evidence is needed to prove whether it is true or not.

In fact, at this point, Jack felt that there was no need to investigate further.

He is not here to be a savior. His most important goal at the moment is to become stronger quickly, at least to get out of the survival mode of a parasitic beast first.

Then, it is to devour and fuse more existences, preferably to devour this world. This will not only allow himself to be further improved, but also allow the beings in the small world to advance with him and become higher-dimensional beings.

After thinking about it like this, look at what you have done.

Find out if those things are directly related to becoming stronger?

It seems not.

"Okay, let's do this for tonight. Let's go back first." Jack made the decision.

In fact, no matter whether we continue to investigate or not, we should go back first.

Anyway, there are only corpses in this place and it has nothing to do with them.

"OK……"

Levina wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by a sudden scream.

It was a very shrill cry.

In the distance, those who were carrying corpses stopped visibly.

Involuntarily, they turned their heads to where the scream came from.

I saw a huge rat gnawing on a corpse.

The legs of the corpse were twitching, and it could be seen that a few seconds ago, it was a living person.

"It's a mutated beast!"

Someone screamed in surprise and then started running.

This triggers a herd mentality. Everyone started running.

Some people were relatively close to the truck and climbed directly onto the truck: "Driver! Where is the driver?! Drive quickly!"

The carriage was filled with corpses they had piled on top of them. Living people jumped in and mixed in, and the fear in their hearts was infinitely magnified.

I was afraid that I would die like those corpses, with arms and legs missing.

The truck driver was also smart. When he realized something was wrong, he immediately got into the cab and started the engine.

As soon as the engine started, I pressed the accelerator to the bottom and let the truck start running quickly.

"Wait! Wait a minute!"

"Wait for me!"

Many people who didn't have time to get on the bus were chasing after me.

"Wait a minute! I haven't gotten in the car yet!"

In response to those calls for "wait a minute," the truck driver just raised his lips: "Do you think I'm stupid? Wait a minute, how could I escape without you being the bait?"

I always walk by the river without getting my shoes wet.

This is not the first time a truck driver has come to transport a body.

This kind of place is full of corpses and full of the smell of blood. There is not even a member of the escort team. If you encounter the kind of mutant beast that comes to eat, it will basically be cool.

Even though the truck ran very fast, no matter how fast it was, it couldn't run as fast as a speed mutant beast.

At this time, someone has to make a contribution.

Use your own life to ensure the truck's escape.

Mutated beasts indeed have no IQ, only instinct.

For them, when a group of food is escaping, of course they need to catch the slower ones first.

Just go and catch the fastest one?

There are no such laws in nature.

Otherwise, how does survival of the fittest come about?

Seeing that the truck had driven away, the people who had not yet had time to get on the truck subconsciously looked at the other car at the scene.

It's Fat Brother's exclusive car, a small car.

Everyone knows that no matter what the car is, as long as it can run smoothly, it will always be faster than running on its own two legs, right?

So they started running towards the car.

Because the example of the truck running away was right in front of them, they didn't dare to say that Fat Brother would be waiting for them to get in the truck.

Besides, a small car can’t hold so many people!

People who realized this ran as fast as they could with their strength.

"MD, bad luck!" Fat Brother snorted fiercely, "Forget it, let's leave quickly!"

As someone who often does this job, the truck driver has so much experience, how could Fat Brother lack it?

Rather, it is precisely because of his rich experience that he can take over errands from the hands of the powerful and make a lot of money.

Of course, all this is based on the premise that he can always escape.

Not talking nonsense at all, he quickly got into the car, started the engine, and ran away.

Even though he seemed to be much slower than the truck driver, in fact he was only about ten seconds slower than the truck driver. The car was already following the truck and chasing him.

"Fat brother! Wait for me!"

Antulu pounced suddenly, but it was a dog eating shit.

His chest hit the ground hard and it hurt, but he only noticed that he didn't catch up.

"It's just a little bit close, it's obviously just a little bit close!"

He was very upset.

In fact, his position is very good.

When the screams started to sound, he had just carried the body to the side of the truck.

Because I was sick and a little weak, I couldn't throw the body into the car in one go.

I can only rest aside for a while.

He never expected that even at such a close distance, he would miss two escape opportunities.

twice!

Twice!

He was obviously so close to the truck, he only had to climb up to escape!

But because my legs were weak and I had no strength, I couldn't climb up and missed it.

I wanted to catch up with Fat Brother’s last bus, but I couldn’t because of my weak feet.

Even the last desperate pounce did not reach the open window.

It's over, it's over.

Antulu was breaking out in cold sweat thinking this way.

Although his brain was in chaos, his survival instinct still made him struggle, get up from the ground, and then start running along the road.

After running a few steps, he felt a violent vibration behind him.

It was the sound of heavy objects running.

Looking back subconsciously.

The three-meter-tall rat was approaching quickly.

In front of the mouse is a very strong man.

The man seemed to have a special idea in mind, and the route under his feet intersected with Antulu's escape direction.

Antulu was stunned for a moment when he saw the huge rat.

Before he could react, the man had already passed him, staggered him, and pushed him to the side involuntarily.

The giant rat followed.

Before Antulu could hit the ground, the giant rat's nose had already touched him.